"Hmm." An Hao rolled over lazily, remembered she hadn't boiled water for washing up, and tried to muster the strength to get up, "You rest for a while, I'll go boil some hot water."
"I'll do it." Qin Jian got up and went to the kitchen. In no time, he came back with a basin full of water, "The fire's strong, it boiled quickly! Come on, let's wash up."
"Okay." As An Hao got out of bed, Qin Jian had already squeezed toothpaste on the toothbrush and placed it on the enamel basin, with towels and soap also prepared.
Seeing how meticulously Qin Jian took care of her, An Hao felt touched, but couldn't help teasing him, "Seems like marrying an older guy isn't too bad— at least he knows how to pamper one!"
Qin Jian gave her a look, "Do you not know if I am 'old' or not? If you're not sure, I don't mind showing you 'in practice' tonight."
"You're equivocating." An Hao chided him lightly and got down from the bed to wash up.