Suddenly, she remembered that she had just attended his wedding three months ago. The girl that Xuan Mingyu married was a little girl in her early 18s. When she first saw Bai Xiaoruo wearing glasses and dressed in simple clothes, she almost didn't recognize her.

"Sister-in-law, you're here too." Gu Yao scratched his head sheepishly, realizing that his sudden entry might have disturbed the young couple.

At first, when Xian Mingyu was very averse to this marriage and unwilling to live with Bai Xiaoruo, he thought his little wife would have a hard time. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, this girl had won over his friend's heart completely.

If Xian Mingyu can really forget Su Yuluo, Gu Yao, as his friend, will be happy for him.

Bai Xiaoruo nodded without saying a word.

She wasn't quite used to being called "sister-in-law," after all, she was so much younger than Xian Mingyu, and his friends were all around his age. Being called "sister-in-law" by someone so much older than her was rather depressing.

Xuan Mingyu stood up, took the things from Gu Yao's hand, and started to shoo him away, "Alright, this is none of your business, get out."

"Yes." Although he was also quite curious about how Xuan Mingyu and Bai Xiaoruo were getting along, Gu Yao was too embarrassed to be a third wheel. He would come in later to report to Xuan Mingyu. Right now, he wanted to give the young couple some time alone.

After Gu Yao opened the door and went out, Xuan Mingyu sat on the sofa next to Bai Xiaoruo. He first unscrewed the cap of the ointment and put it aside, then tore open the original packaged cotton swabs, and resumed his fierce tone towards Bai Xiaoruo: "Lift your legs up yourself!"

"Huh? What are you going to do?" I'm wearing a skirt today, how can I just lift my leg like that? It's so embarrassing.

Bai Xiaoruo was a little hesitant.