Chapter 1686

Chapter 1686

What else could he do but wash them?

Dong Xuebing regretted his moment of weakness, but he could do nothing now. After soaking for a while, he submerged his hands in the water, rubbed out the soap suds, and began washing Fang Wenping's clothes. These could have been washed in the washing machine, but Dong Xuebing never quite figured out how to use that thing, and besides, the washing machine was in the bathroom. Fang Wenping obviously wouldn't let him in there, so he had no choice but to wash them by hand.

One piece.

Two pieces.

Three pieces.

Her clothes were all washed.

Dong Xuebing washed the clothes he had been puked on by her last night, then cleaned Fang Wenping's high heels before calling it a day.

Finally done.

Dong Xuebing got up to leave.

But then, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

"Dong Xuebing," Fang Wenping called out from inside, sounding stern.

"Huh?" Dong Xuebing replied, not too pleased. "What's up?"

"Are the clothes washed?" Fang Wenping asked.

Dong Xuebing impatiently replied, "Yes, they're washed. I'll hang them out to dry in the afternoon."

Fang Wenping simply responded with an "Mm" and then unexpectedly stuck her hand out from the crack in the door. With a whoosh, she threw out a bra, which landed on the ground.

Dong Xuebing was taken aback. "What's this for?"

"Wash it," Fang Wenping ordered.

Dong Xuebing was speechless. "You want me to wash it?" He thought Fang Wenping was saying it earlier, but who would have thought she'd throw it out?

"And this too." Fang Wenping's hand extended again, and a pure white pair of panties flew out, followed by a torn pair of black stockings. "Wash them all."

Dong Xuebing widened his eyes. "How can I wash these stockings when they're so torn?"

"Throw away the stockings, but wash the rest," Fang Wenping said matter-of-factly, then closed the door with a bang as if she were talking to a maid.

Dong Xuebing was tempted to kick the door. He was fed up with her. Who does she think she is, ordering me to wash her clothes and acting all angry about it? I should have left her where she was yesterday, causing me so much trouble. This woman... I'll deal with her sooner or later. Dong Xuebing cursed inwardly as he walked up, then bent down to pick up the stockings Fang Wenping had thrown on the ground and tossed them into the nearby trash can. He then picked up her bra and panties, reluctantly sat back down in the same spot, and submerged her bra in the water. However, when he took a closer look, Dong Xuebing wickedly took her panties out of the water and turned them inside out to inspect. To mock her, he wanted to see how dirty they were, but to his disappointment, they were quite clean, just a little dusty on the outside, leaving Dong Xuebing feeling quite let down.

Wash them.

This woman...

Dong Xuebing continued to wash them, grumbling to himself as he worked. In the end, the wire from the bra scraped his hand, drawing blood. He quickly sucked on it to stop the bleeding.

Look at this mess.

"What are you doing?" Dong Xuebing exclaimed.

"Eating," Fang Wenping replied matter-of-factly.

Dong Xuebing was furious. "I made this for myself. Did I ask you to eat? It's not for you. If you want to eat, make your own or buy it."

Fang Wenping ignored him and continued eating calmly.

Dong Xuebing was exasperated. "Hey, save some for me!" he said, quickly reaching out to grab a piece of bread before it was all gone.

Before long, Fang Wenping finished eating. She gracefully wiped her mouth with a napkin and stood boldly, sitting back in the sun again, squinting her eyes. She looked so comfortable, like an emperor.

Dong Xuebing was even more annoyed. "You're not polite at all."

"What's the point of being polite?" Fang Wenping didn't even bother to open her eyes.

Dong Xuebing stared at her and said, "I washed your clothes, cooked for you, and even fed you water last night and carried you home. You're so calm about it."

Fang Wenping glanced at him and said, "I let you cook because I think highly of you."

Dong Xuebing sighed, "Then I should thank you for your praise. Should I kowtow to you?"

"There's no need for kowtowing," Fang Wenping said, crossing her legs. Make some vegetarian dishes for me at noon. I've been eating too much meat these days, and I'm getting tired of it."

Dong Xuebing said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Is there anyone else in this room?" Fang Wenping replied.

Dong Xuebing didn't know what to say. "You're rude. Do you think I have nothing to do? I have to take care of you from start to finish. I have so many things to do. I don't know how many people want to invite me to dinner. If you're hungry, cook for yourself. I won't bother."

Fang Wenping frowned, "No one is coming today?"

Dong Xuebing hummed, "That's not necessarily true." He glanced at her body.

Fang Wenping sneered, "Let them come. I'm not afraid of anyone."

"Wow, you're boasting," Dong Xuebing retorted, "Just now, who was desperately trying to crawl under the bed? You almost wouldn't have made it out if I hadn't pulled you out from the outside."

Fang Wenping's face darkened, "Are you looking for a fight?"

"Who started it?" Dong Xuebing said, "You ate my breakfast. At least you could wash the dishes. But you, like an emperor, just lay there."

"I don't know how to wash dishes," Fang Wenping retorted.

Dong Xuebing sarcastically replied, "But you know how to eat."

Fang Wenping looked at him and said, "And I know how to scold people."

"I don't want to argue with you," Dong Xuebing said flatly, deciding to ignore her and go to the study to play games or watch movies. Talking to Fang Wenping meant he would live several years less.