Xiaodie looked at the sleeping trousers, Shen Fu looked at her.
He was clear and innocent, but he feared that seeds of doubt had been planted in Xiaodie's heart.
So Shen Fu launched a preemptive strike before Xiaodie hid the trousers away.
"Wife, guess whose body I tore these from, Mrs. Bai, Nan, or Shanshan?"
Xiaodie felt a bit panicked and looked down, "I don't know, but I think it doesn't matter, they are the same as me."
Shen Fu rubbed her cheek gently, "Silly girl, what are you thinking about, take a guess."
Seeing that Shen Fu didn't avoid discussing the matter, Xiaodie thought for a moment, "Is it Nan? I seem to see an injury on your face?"
She could actually tell? Shen Fu touched his face, "Wrong, eliminate one wrong option, next is a choice between two, last chance, a penalty for a wrong answer."
Xiaodie felt that Mrs. Bai didn't seem like the type to suffer a loss, "Shanshan?"
