Mu Xiaoxiao's ear was naturally sensitive. His kissing was making it itch and she kept jolting away.
Yin Shaojie paused. His dark eyes were fixed on her as he asked, "Why are you asking this suddenly? Are you jealous?"
Mu Xiaoxiao harrumphed. "Can't you use another term? You always ask me if I'm feeling jealous. I can ask something like this whether or not I'm jealous, right? Hurry up and tell me, and don't change the topic!"
She was very focused this time, and determined not to let him change the subject. She had to get an answer to this question today.
There wasn't much to wash up anyway, and she was almost done with the dishes even with Yin Shaojie's interference.
Mu Xiaoxiao placed the cleaned dishes onto the rack and turned around to look at him.
"So, have you thought of how to answer me?"
Yin Shaojie made a gesture and rinsed the dishes with water. After putting them in their place, he held her hand and led her out of the kitchen.