I Went Crazy after My Husband Became Addicted to Swapping Specialties
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In the past year, my husband has been madly in love with exchanging specialties with netizens. On New Year's Day, he exchanged high-grade Wagyu beef worth 9,999 for a box of rotten fruit and two packages of glutinous rice balls. I reminded him, but he nodded impatiently. "Exchanging specialties is just for fun, can you please stop being so materialistic!" "And this is also someone else's intention. It's annoying to stare at this thing every day!" He ignored the table full of big fish and meat, and happily ate the frozen glutinous rice balls in the bowl. I endured the nausea and cleaned out the hairy oranges from the box. At the end of the day, my vision went dark. There was a pair of wrinkled lace underwear at the bottom of the box. "Does this count as your intention?"
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