Qin Xue glared at the somewhat flattering Chu Molin and said, "How dare you? If you do, I'll take the kids and go back to my parents' house, and let you live by yourself or marry someone else. I'm not going to live with someone who looks down on me. I can support myself and the children just fine."
"Wife, please spare me, okay? I haven't said or done anything." Chu Molin was most afraid that Qin Xue might think like this, and his fear came true.
"Oh, so what else are you going to think and do? Tell me." Qin Xue stared at him.
"Wife, my plan is to hold you and eat you up." Chu Molin lifted his hands and encircled Qin Xue's neck, and with a little force, their lips met in an angry kiss.
"Bastard, go take a shower! You're all sweaty and stinky. I should have left you outside to sleep." Qin Xue pushed Chu Molin away and yelled.
In fact, he didn't smell bad. It was just that Qin Xue had a germaphobia and couldn't stand him without taking a shower.
