"That's all right. I want to do more." Ding Yiyi bowed his head and fiddled with the button of the vacuum cleaner. There was some wet sweat on his forehead. The machine was too difficult to operate.

A pair suddenly emerged from her back. Hai Zhuoxian stood behind her and helped her operate the operator's button with both hands. Because of the height problem, it looked like a gesture embracing Ding Yiyi.

his tiny side head and breath exhaled in the neck of Ding Yi's neck. Ding Yiyi sniffed the smell of men's perfume on the other side's body, and Ding Yi was embarrassed to escape.

The machine roared, and...