After finishing, he pulled out a tissue and elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, then very considerately cleaned up the table scraps, carried the leftovers to the kitchen, and proactively found a plain-colored apron to tie on, standing by the sink and starting to wash.
And! He was smiling the entire time!
Jian Ning was stunned.
A man who wouldn’t even stir-fry a dish was now voluntarily washing dishes?
Jian Ning’s heart suddenly skipped a beat – could the alternate personality have awakened?
She tightened her grip on the water glass and walked softly towards the kitchen.
Qiao Yu turned just as Jian Ning reached the kitchen door, and their eyes met.
However…
It was nothing but awkwardness.
After a few seconds of silence, Qiao Yu casually turned back to continue washing dishes and asked in a calm voice: “Need something?”
Jian Ning: “……Nothing.”
From his tone, it didn’t sound like the alternate personality.
Qiao Yu hummed softly, continuing his actions, his tall and steady figure looking like the perfect domestic husband from behind.
Jian Ning’s tension eased, lowered her head to drink some water, and somewhat uncomfortably said: “Well, thanks for your hard work.”
Qiao Yu’s eyelids twitched, and he hummed again without much emotion.
His intention to avoid small talk was obvious.
Jian Ning found it uninteresting and turned to go downstairs.
Since the alternate personality wasn’t awake, she might as well take a shower, to avoid him suddenly waking up and suggesting they shower together to “enhance the mood”.
“………”
Left alone in the kitchen washing dishes, Qiao Yu subtly turned, peeking out the door to confirm the person had left, then took a deep breath and returned to finish washing the long-neglected dish.
………Who knows why he would want to wash dishes, and even be careful not to show any reluctance???
Looking at the soap bubbles on his hands, Qiao Yu frowned with a headache.
Perhaps the only explanation was that the alternate personality’s influence on him was becoming increasingly severe.
After all, before today, he was a man who never entered the kitchen!
Stop!
Jian Ning squeezed out a faint smile: “I’m not your Brother Hao, my surname is Jian, and I’m not your so-called top, so please, don’t treat me as Song Hao in the future, okay?”
