Wen Qinghe: ?

She reflected on herself, realizing that she had been staying home all day.

I didn't steal any ice cream.

No one cooked.

You can see the man's sudden low mood.

She didn't understand.

Do men have periods too?

She turned around, reached out and hugged the man's head, gently stroking his hair to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid, my dear Yan, I'm here."

Feeling the man snuggle anxiously against her, she spoke softly:

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Yan Xiao was enveloped in the warm, milky scent.

I almost forgot the purpose I had been planning all night.

His tone was sullen:

"I went back to the village today, and they all started making up stories about me, slandering me by saying I'm having an affair..."

Wen Qinghe: "That's just nonsense they made up. I didn't believe it."

"But my reputation is ruined..."

"Don't worry, I'll clarify things tomorrow."

"Wife, you're all I have left, you can't leave me..."

As Yan Xiao spoke, he was reluctant to lift his head from the soft embrace, his eyes slightly red and his eyelashes moist.

Wen Qinghe was stunned.

Anyone else would be horrified to see this, right?

Even a tough guy like him is shedding tears!

Ugh, who can understand this?

The 190cm wolfhound gazes at you with such a pitiful and affectionate look, saying, "You're all I have left..." with tears still clinging to its eyelashes.

Wen Qinghe's glassy eyes shone even brighter. She bent her index finger and reached out to dab the moisture from the man's eyelashes.

I always feel like I've been triggered to reveal some strange or weird traits.

Deep down, I felt a shameful, almost irresistible urge to do something.

Sure enough, it proved me right.

A man's tears are a woman's stimulant.

Wen Qinghe felt that her fragile little body could even hold on one more time.