1269 Jiang Yuning Hurriedly Pressed His Hands on His Shirt

Was that still her apartment?

It was as clean as a five-star hotel room. She could even make food on the ground if she wanted.

"You're amazing." Nian Xi gave Jiang Yuning a sincere compliment. His hand was injured, but still, he made her apartment so clean.

If he kept cleaning her apartment like that, she would get used to it. If she ended up breaking up with him and being with a guy who wouldn't clean her apartment, she would not be happy.

He'll spoil me sooner or later, she thought.

At 10:00 p.m., Nian Xi walked Jiang Yuning down the stairs.

"Uncle Han will come to get you soon. Don't tell him about what we did earlier tonight."

"Cleaning the apartment?" Jiang Yuning asked.

A breeze blew across Nian Xi's burning cheeks. "When I touched your chest," she said.

"Oh…" Jiang Yuning's cheeks burned as well. "I won't tell him. Xi, are you shy?"

Nian Xi coughed slightly, then glared at him.