Seeing the dazed look on the woman's face, Li Ji's mood improved slightly.
He picked up a cloth, wet it, and prepared to wipe Hua Manman's face.
Hua Manman tried to refuse. "You don't have to, I…"
But Li Ji pressed the cloth directly onto her face and began scrubbing vigorously.
He had never waited on anyone before, so he was incredibly rough.
He nearly scrubbed the skin right off Hua Manman's face.
She yelped in pain.
"Gently, gently! This is my face, not a sheet of iron!"
Li Ji tossed the cloth into the basin, then picked up a cup of mouth rinse. "Open your mouth."
Hua Manman looked at him, her eyes filled with terror.
She said hastily, "I'll do it myself."
Li Ji didn't force the issue this time.
He thrust the cup into Hua Manman's hands, walked over to the wardrobe, and pulled out two sets of clothes.
He held them up, comparing them.
