"Give it to me!"
Qingxue snatched the item from Ye Chenfeng's hand and quickly stuffed it into the wardrobe!
Then, she glared at Ye Chenfeng with her cold, beautiful eyes, as if a thousand needles were piercing out!
The romantic concepts of men and women are different. For men, at the beginning, women score one hundred points, and this score decreases slowly as they date.
For women, at the beginning, men score only sixty points, and this score gradually increases as they date.
But in Qingxue's heart, Ye Chenfeng started off with not even twenty to thirty points. And now, instead of increasing, his score had probably dipped into the negatives.
In Qingxue's mind, her ideal husband was a hero, like a man in black, possessing all the qualities that Ye Chenfeng completely lacked.
Lazy, sleazy, and downright obscene... these were the labels he wore on his sleeve.
"Don't touch anything in the house again!" Qingxue left this harsh remark.
