Only When It's Her

"…"

It was unbelievably awkward. The middle-aged ladies continued laughing and teasing Jun Xiqing and she wanted to just find a hole and just hide inside.

Taking a few steps backward, she practically threw the tub over to him. "I did the laundry so now you're responsible for hanging it."

Hurried steps took her back to the small hut and she started to wash the vegetables. The heavy rain last night forced them to stay for a few more days, so they had to cook to feed themselves.

Moments later, Lu Yeming placed the tub down, picking up her underwear. It was pink and of a girly design. He lowered his eyes, looking at her.

"How do I hang this?"

Jun Xiqing lifted her head, seeing him hold her underwear. He really had no idea how to hang it, he hadn't hung such… attire before. This man was dignified and constantly exuded an ethereal aura. No one would believe that he actually was hanging a female's underwear here.