Qiao An smiled brightly. When she was the Li family's wife, she was a 24-hour housekeeping machine. After leaving the Li family, she became the children's housekeeping machine. Every day, when she opened her eyes, she had endless housekeeping to do. She washed, cooked, mopped the floor, and did everything.
When Huo Xiaoran said to her that this was not her job, she didn't feel at ease. She even said embarrassedly, "Brother Xiaoran, I can do it. Don't let them laugh at me."
Huo Xiaoran said seriously, "I didn't marry you for you to do housework."
"So what do I do? Make vases?" Qiao An laughed.
"Just warm my bed for me," Huo Xiaoran said in a low voice.
Jo Ann blushed and pushed him away. "You're not serious."
Huo Xiaoran was so skilled at clearing the dishes that Huo Zhou couldn't help but tease him. "Xiaoran, I didn't expect you to be so skilled at housework."
