"Who knows if it's a misunderstanding." Xu Luyao added coldly, "We haven't told you how long it's been since we came back."
Hu Yue lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, and didn't say a word.
Xu Luyao ate her meal contentedly while sipping Hu Yue's tears. This was just the beginning and it was still too early.
I heard the room get quiet.
Zhou Yian left with the melon seed shells in his hand, as it was not appropriate to throw them directly at someone's door.
When I returned to the house, I saw Song Songbai cooking.
He is indeed a good husband.
She watched him cook and slowly peeled the melon seeds in her hand. "What were you doing with the camera just now? Taking ugly pictures of me?"
Song Songbai coughed lightly and said, "No."
"It's nothing," Zhou Yian didn't believe him, "I saw you take the photo."
"I mean, you don't have ugly photos. You look good."
"You're quite good at talking." Zhou Yian was stunned for a moment, "Your love talk is evolving quite quickly."
"It's the truth." He chuckled.
Zhou Yian was a little happy with his coaxing. She looked at the melon seeds in her hand and handed them to his mouth, "Here, husband, feed you."
Song Songbai gladly accepted her loving feeding.
Halfway through the meal, Song Songbai squinted at her and thought, "Have you washed your hands?"
Zhou Yian was silent. He did wash it over there when he got off work, but the water wasn't particularly clean. He wanted to wash it when he came back, but he forgot because of his bad memory.
Song Songbai understood when he saw her expression and rubbed his eyebrows. "Go wash."
Zhou Yian held back her laughter and went to comfort him, "It's okay to eat something unclean." Although she also ate some melon seeds, she didn't let go of the kernels in her own hands, so she was still a little worse than Song Songbai.
So she didn't eat it.
While letting the food in the pot stew, Song Songbai took a glass of water to rinse his mouth.
Just smile and it will pass.
Zhou Yian took the package and began to unpack it.
Sure enough, there was a letter in the package, addressed to Zhou Yian.
I took it apart and looked at it myself.
They were all some life experiences and concerns from the master's wife. Song Songbai's nickname was only mentioned at the end.
Zhou Yian saw it and laughed.
I didn't expect it to be so rustic.
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