Qin Xiaoyao was the only person that mattered in Song Que's beautiful, almond-shaped eyes.
Qin Xiaoyao felt as sweet as honey in her heart.
"Hubby…" The woman couldn't help calling out.
"Hmm?" Song Que replied with a smile.
"In the future, don't let anyone see you act this way." After saying this, the woman pounced on him.
An hour later, the woman walked out of the room feeling refreshed.
Then, she fetched some water and brought it to Song Que's room.
When the people in the alley saw Qin Xiaoyao, they simply assumed that she had just taken her afternoon nap and didn't think much about it.
After tidying herself up and helping Song Que to clean up, Qin Xiaoyao went out again to make the century eggs.
She had work, which could earn her money. She had good food and an attractive and considerate husband.
At this moment, Qin Xiaoyao felt that life could be considered perfect if it was like this.
