Hubby, Hubby, Hubby
Fu Xiyao leaned on his shoulder and called him softly.
Ling Limu’s deep black eyes lit up, brighter than the starry sky. He hugged her slender waist tightly. “Yaoyao, you’re so torturous.”
Yaoyao, you’re so torturous..
Fu Xiyao sweetly curled her red lips and said coquettishly, “I’ll torture you. Hubby, I’m already married to you. You’re not allowed to run away.”
“Then you can torture me as much as you want. I’m happy to do it.”
Ling limu hugged her while Fu Xiyao giggled in his arms.
“I’m going to take a shower.”
The two of them were bored for a while before Fu Xiyao went into the bathroom to take a shower with a blushing face.
Ling limu took a glance at the tightly shut bathroom door and looked away. He stood in front of the French window and took out his phone from his trouser pocket.
He made up a message -- I want to quit.
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