Chapter 642: The Faucet is Also Broken

"Xiaomai, what did you just say?"

Zhang Xiaowei turned around and looked at Tian Xiaomai, who was bending over to rummage through the drawers, and asked with suspicion.

Tian Xiaomai also turned around at this moment, her hand now holding a disposable glove.

"I said, wait for me to find a glove to put on you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaowei felt embarrassed.

It turned out Xiaomai was talking about gloves.

I thought she misspoke just now, but it was actually me who heard it wrong.

Zhang Xiaowei muttered a few words of self-reproach silently and smiled as he took the gloves from Tian Xiaomai's hand.

But just when Zhang Xiaowei was taking the glove, a hint of shyness flashed in Tian Xiaomai's eyes, and her cheeks began to blush faintly.

Her bashful look made Zhang Xiaowei couldn't help but doubt if he had really misheard earlier.

After putting on the gloves, Zhang Xiaowei quickly removed the hair that was blocking the drain.