Meng Nianyao was speechless. "Alright, hurry up and wash your vegetables, "she turned around and left.
Gu Wencheng had already washed this broccoli five times, but he still felt it was dirty.
Meng Nianyao walked to the living room, but was stopped by Gu Wencheng. "Nianyao, give me your phone."
"Why do you need my phone?"
"To search Baidu on how to wash broccoli."
Meng Nianyao frowned and quickly walked over to take a look. The large broccoli was only left with its stem.
"Gu Wencheng, you…" Meng Nianyao looked up with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Forget it, it's fine." Meng Nianyao sighed. "You don't have to wash it…Let me go change my clothes. I'll do it." She turned to leave, but Gu Wencheng stopped her. "Mrs. Gu, are you disgusted with me?" As he spoke, he tickled her lightly.
Meng Nianyao was very sensitive. She smiled. "No, I didn't."