"No way!"
Gu Ya refused without even thinking about it.
His tone left no room for negotiation.
Su Yunjin was displeased, "Why not? It's been half a month already, how dirty must it be if I don't wash? The rest is bearable, but what I can't stand the most is my hair; it's so greasy and uncomfortable."
Su Yunjin really wanted to wash her hair.
"Yun'er, it's not dirty, not dirty at all." Gu Ya softened his voice, the little wife was still in her postpartum confinement, he couldn't let her get upset and agitated. Gu Ya gently coaxed his little wife, trying to get her to give up on the idea of washing her hair and bathing.
Su Yunjin disdainfully grabbed her hair, "Husband, look at my hair, it's all sticking together. I don't care, I must wash my hair." She could skip bathing, but washing her hair was a must.
