Love You Till the End-Chapter 989 - 988: Does It Hurt?

So now this bottle of laundry detergent is equivalent to the maid repaying her, saving her quite a bit of trouble.

In the summer, soaking your hands in cool water is very pleasant. Su Jiuyi reluctantly took her hand out of the water and then wrung out the shirt.

Here comes the problem again, where should this shirt be dried?

Holding the shirt, she walked out of the bathroom and observed the balcony in the room. There were chairs for lounging outside. Although there was a clothing rack, nothing was hanging on it.

Remembering how it had been on her previous visits to Shi Aoju’s room, she guessed that the clothes rack was just an unnecessary decoration for him.

After thinking for a while with the shirt in hand, she decided to hang the clothes in her own room.

After all, secretly ironing his clothes and washing his shirts couldn’t be discovered by him. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Su Jiuyi tidied up the room, then screwed on the laundry detergent and looked for a place to hide it. She glanced around the entire bathroom and finally decided to take it back to her own room.

Iron, laundry detergent, shirt.

She was pondering how to get these things back.

The laundry detergent was a large bottle and quite heavy. The iron was an irregular object, and holding it in her arms would surely make it fall, plus the shirt was still wet and couldn’t be too close to the iron.

After a few seconds of thinking, she first tucked the laundry detergent into her arms, then hung the shirt on her other arm, and finally picked up the iron. This way, she could barely maintain her balance.

Humming a tune, she walked to the door, feeling great. Just as she was about to pull open the door, someone opened it from the outside.

Running into someone who shouldn’t be there twice in one day at the same place, Su Jiuyi felt truly unfortunate.

Shi Aoju stood in the doorway, holding the doorknob, raising an eyebrow at her, making Su Jiuyi feel a chill in her heart. After a moment, his gaze fell on her hands, startling Su Jiuyi. She hurriedly lowered her head to check what she was holding, instinctively hiding them behind her.

The laundry detergent in her arms fell with a "plop," eventually landing on her own foot.

"Ah!" The sudden pain made her instinctively cry out, furrowing her brows to check her foot.

Shi Aoju frowned, stepped forward, bent down and moved the laundry detergent aside.

"Why are you always giving your feet a hard time?" he complained.

The intense pain made Su Jiuyi’s voice tremble with a hint of tears: "Why do you always appear at the door all of a sudden?"

Taking over the iron from her hand, he placed it on the ground, then tossed the wet shirt aside. Shi Aoju picked her up horizontally and carried her into the master bedroom.

Seeing the carefully washed shirt being tossed aside, Su Jiuyi felt her heart start to bleed.

"Hey! I worked hard to wash that shirt!" Su Jiuyi didn’t know where she got the courage from, sounding just like a little grumbler complaining to her boyfriend for not cherishing her hard work.

"You washed it?" Shi Aoju put her on his bed, staring into her eyes intently.

Blushing under his gaze, Su Jiuyi buried her head in her knees.

Shi Aoju lifted her foot and gently slipped off her slipper. Her foot was bruised and swollen; he pressed it lightly, making Su Jiuyi take a sharp intake of breath with a "hiss."

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Su Jiuyi hugged her knees, gritting her teeth and shaking her head.