Chapter 212: Touch_1

Wen Sheng was a person who warmed up slowly.

In Teacher Zhu's words, she was a stuffed bottle gourd who only knew how to study and work.

Unable to withstand the enthusiasm of her grandmother and Gu Siyi, Wen Sheng unconsciously also became more talkative.

Ever since Wen Tingshu left, it had been a long time since Wen Sheng had felt the care of her elders and the warm atmosphere of family gatherings. A meal down, there was an indescribable feeling of warmth and relaxation.

After the meal, Wen Sheng offered to wash the dishes.

"Let me do it instead," Fu Yanlin said, worried that Wen Sheng might break dishes while washing. After all, these chores were usually his responsibility at home.

Wen Sheng refused to relent, "I can't help with cooking, but washing dishes should be okay, right?"

Fu Yanlin raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"