"It's okay, I'll teach you next time!"
Lu Shaoqing smiled and walked into the kitchen, standing next to Mi Xiaotao, making her suddenly feel a strong sense of pressure, unknowingly shifting sideways.
He noticed, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, are you afraid of me?"
"Uh? Why would I be afraid of you!"
Mi Xiaotao awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth, "I'm just afraid that the dirty dishwater might splash on your clothes!"
"Oh!"
Lu Shaoqing nodded, picked up a cup, poured himself some water, and said, "Then I'll head to the study. Once you're done, you can watch some TV!"
Although he wanted to chat with Mi Xiaotao a bit more, he clearly noticed she was a little uncomfortable, so he thought he'd let it go for now; no rush for the moment.
"Okay!"
Mi Xiaotao nodded and started washing the dishes.
