Therefore, her wet hair was especially conspicuous, seemingly black but impressing one with its lustrous glow.
"Mr. Gu, you're busy, I'll go wash the clothes." She picked up a shirt, a tank top, and a skirt from the ground.
Where did the black stockings she had been wearing recently go?
"Can you even wash clothes?" Considering her identity as a peerless beauty, it was reasonable for Gu Ran to ask this.
"I can't, but it doesn't matter." The beauty replied in a naive, optimistic tone, "If this were reality, I would have to do whatever I could. But this is a dream, you do what you want to do."
It always felt like she was hinting at something.
Xie Xiya smiled slightly as the sunlight grew a tad warmer.
Really just a tad, or at least that's how Gu Ran felt.
Gu Ran continued whittling wood while Xie Xiya went to the seaside to wash her clothes.
