Fang Xun figured he might as well help if he could.
After all, Yujin had made clothes for Ningguang before, and she had also sold Fang Xun a house.
More importantly, Yujin was raising a child on her own. It couldn't have been easy.
So Fang Xun figured he might as well lend a hand while he was at it.
Still, he couldn't help saying, "Sister Yujin, I don't mind helping you move things,"
"but could you get straight to the point next time?"
"When you flirt like that, I don't think I can handle it."
It was the first time Yujin had heard a phrase like "flirt like that."
She found it quite fascinating.
Was "flirting" what she'd just been doing?
She'd learned a new phrase.
Yujin gave a light laugh and asked, "So, little brother, does that mean you like it when I'm more direct?"
"But shouldn't we do a little foreplay first, then take our time getting into the mood?"
"Being so impatient isn't a good habit, you know. You'll make me... Oh, I mean, you'll hurt my feelings and make me sad~"
Yujin couldn't resist teasing him.
Fang Xun felt like Yujin was steering the conversation into increasingly strange territory.
Would the Millelith come by in a minute or something?
His banter was no match for Yujin's. He was being teased one-sidedly.
Luckily, he managed to change the subject.
"Anyway, Sister Yujin, where are the things you need moved? Show me."
Yujin chuckled and waved her fan, then led Fang Xun into the inn. They stopped at a room at the end of the third floor.
When she opened the door, he saw several large crates inside.
They took up almost the entire room.
The crates were about half a person tall and packed with all