But this time when I came to the team, this guy, I don't know what got into him. I could understand changing the mattress to a thicker, softer one, but he also swapped our blanket for a double summer quilt. It does feel comfortable to sleep under, but folding it is really too much to ask.
Mu Xingfeng embraced her from behind, took hold of her small hands, and rested his chin on her neck, looking down at those small hands, "With such nimble hands, how could you not fold a quilt properly?"
"Mu Xingfeng, please change the quilt back. I really can't fold this one."
An Ran turned around in his arms, looking at him pleadingly.
Every morning, Mu Xingfeng leaves early for training, and she has a habit of sleeping in. She can't possibly wait for Mu Xingfeng to come back just because she can't tidy up the bed, right?
Even though Mu Xingfeng never complains about it, she always feels as a wife, not being able to handle basic household chores is somewhat neglectful.
