"Oh my, what happened here?"
Zhao Qiao'Er had just finished cleaning the floor, which she'd been doing on her hands and knees.
Both she and her sweetheart had made a mess all over the floor just a moment ago.
With her figure, it was a real struggle to clean while squatting under the square table.
Especially with her body feeling sore and numb, she was left breathless after finishing up under the table.
But she couldn't just leave it be.
No matter how uninhibited Zhao Qiao'Er was, she couldn't let anyone else clean up *that* kind of mess, could she?
Seeing the slightly breathless Zhao Qiao'Er, Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"Still catching your breath? Were you playing by yourself again?
What? You're still not satisfied?"
Zhao Qiao'Er shot Lu Yuan a bashful glare.
"What nonsense are you talking?
I was wiping the floor... and it's all your fault, you little devil!
It's so low under this table, it's awkward for me to clean. It's all cramped!"
