"Hehe..." He couldn't help but laugh out loud as he thought about it.
This old puppy escaped from some mental hospital. Can we still catch it and take it back?
Qiao Zhen reached out and pinched He Zhao's cheek. "What nonsense are you thinking about? Drink your porridge!"
He Zhao held the bowl of porridge, but his eyes kept glancing at Qiao Zhen. When the bowl of porridge was almost empty, he licked his lips and said, "Wife, I've finished."
Qiao Zhen stopped him, "Sigh, I'm not good enough for you. The marriage certificate was fake, and I have amnesia. It was all an act. Who would take it seriously?"
He Zhao tugged at her clothes. "I took it seriously." He pulled Qiao Zhen over, hugged her waist, and buried his face in her stomach. "I was the one acting, I was the one who took it seriously, and I'm the one who gets punished."
Qiao Zhen got goosebumps on her arms. "Have you been watching too many TV dramas? This is so over-the-top romance, oh my god, I can't stand it." She pushed He Zhao away, rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, and left.
He Zhao puffed out his cheeks, gave a muffled "humph," and threw off the covers to go into the bathroom to take a shower. He was going to use his charm to win over Qiao Zhen as soon as possible so that he could feel at ease.
Qiao Zhen went to the guest room next door to take a shower. When she returned after drying her hair, she found that He Zhao hadn't come out yet. She leaned against the soft pillows, which were very comfortable against her waist. However, she waited for a long time, but He Zhao still didn't come out of the bathroom. She was a little worried, since He Zhao was weak and it would be very serious if he fainted inside.
"He Zhao?"
No one answered.
"He Zhao?!"
Still, no one answered.
Qiao Zhen pushed open the door and went in, only to find He Zhao sleeping in the bathtub with a flushed face. She immediately picked up the naked He Zhao and took him out, placing him directly on the bed and casually pulling the blanket over his body.
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