"Oh, if you don't know what to wear, don't wear anything. I don't mind."
Tang Zelin came in carrying things, first placing the wedding candies under his arm on the bedside, and waved to Xiao'ai on the bed to greet her. Seeing the little girl also waving at him with her big white teeth bared, the feeling of acceptance was pretty good.
He looked around, "Where's the broken table? Let's fix it while it's still light out."
Su Shu closed the door, turned back, and scolded with feigned anger, "Fix your head first."
Tang Zelin chuckled, "What's wrong with my head?"
"It's too filthy!"
Tang Zelin's gaze swept around and then spotted where the table was damaged. He strode forward, grabbed the table, and started fixing it with a clinking and clanking, making sure to verbally take advantage of Su Shu at the same time.
"That's only towards you. Aren't you my wife? Have you ever seen me do this to anyone else?"
Su Shu: "..."
