"Giving me a gift, my foot!"
Before Ye Che could finish his sentence, Xia Weiyi flung the pillow next to her at him, clamoring as she climbed out of bed.
Seeing Xia Weiyi's pouted lips, Ye Che was not at all scared, but became even more shameless, rubbing his face with the pillow and smilingly said, "Hmm, my wife's stuff really smells good!"
Then he stretched out his head, handing another pillow to Xia Weiyi, and said, "Come on, throw another one!"
Xia Weiyi was suddenly speechless!
Could this man be any more shameless?!
Xia Weiyi's eyes fixed on the pillow in Ye Che's hand, her eyeballs wittily rotated a couple of times before she reached out and took the pillow.
Seeing Xia Weiyi's stance, Ye Che figured he was about to be hit again, but he nonetheless eagerly faced her, preparing himself.
