"Go on, go on, such a big fellow, what are you doing standing at the door? If you've really got nothing to do, climb up to the roof and sweep the snow for me!"
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Before he could react, Liang Qu found a broom being stuffed into his hands by Nandi.
He came back to his senses.
The cold wind was bleak.
He was already standing on the roof.
"Ah..."
The white snow dust was brushed away, revealing the grayish-blue iron tiles.
Liang Qu held the broom, listlessly going about the chore.
He had brought Eying to pay respects to his parents-in-law, how had he inexplicably become the "thorn in the side, a pain in the flesh"?
Having ushered Liang Qu out, Madam Xu took Long Eying into the guest room, where they sat down by the bed and chatted about many private matters.
From customs to household management, they moved on to talk about the intimate life of a couple.
"How are things in the bedroom?"
"Ah?" Long Eying suspected she had heard wrong, such a blunt question.
