After dinner and washing the dishes, I locked the front door.
Fang Yu then entered the room with Ding Hui.
As soon as the door closed, Ding Hui suddenly exclaimed loudly,
"Your room is so small!"
"And so cluttered."
"Let me help you tidy up!"
She claimed she would help to tidy up, but she didn't lift a finger.
Instead, she lay on the bed like a lump of mud.
Fang Yu: ...
Before Fang Yu could say anything, Ding Hui's voice echoed in his mind,
"What are you looking at me for? You really expect me to clean up? Get moving yourself!"
Actually clean up?
Fang Yu looked at Ding Hui gloomily, and she seriously nodded.
"Yes, clean up, or else my shouting would be for nothing."
You're just pulling my leg!
Fang Yu gloomily began to tidy the room.
His room wasn't particularly messy, but it wasn't exactly tidy either. A real clean-up would take a while.
Meanwhile, Ding Hui was sitting on the bed, swinging her legs nonchalantly, amusedly watching Fang Yu bustling about.
