But when he's drunk, he's not even as good as a paper tiger.
That low growl sounds more like being unreasonable and acting spoiled.
"Can you even stand properly? Wash, wash, wash! You're not usually this obsessed with cleanliness!" Mu Wanqing also got mad, instinctively slapping him on the body after being urged by him.
"I... When have I ever not cared about cleanliness..." Mr. Wen felt wronged.
Mu Wanqing couldn't be bothered with him, got up from the bed, and walked towards the bathroom.
It has always been like this; previously, every time he came over, he rushed to the bed without even taking a bath, in such a hurry.
It was always her rushing to stop him, demanding to take a bath and maintain personal hygiene first.
Today, drunk to the point of unconsciousness, he still remembered this; if it's not intentional torment, then what is it!
Mu Wanqing fetched a basin of hot water from the bathroom, planning to just wipe him down with a towel.