Three-year-old An Xin climbed onto Lu Zecheng's bed and said inarticulately, "Husband, I want... A hug." Lu Zecheng had a headache, "An Xin, you can't just shout the word husband." An Xin blinked his innocent eyes and looked at Lu Zecheng, half understanding! Thirteen-year-old An Xin sat beside Lu Zecheng's bed and said expectantly, "Husband, I want... A kiss," Lu Zecheng said helplessly, "An Xin, do you know the meaning of the word husband?" An Xin looked at Lu Zecheng and giggled. Twenty-three-year-old An Xin kicked Lu Zecheng out of bed and cursed, "Lu Zecheng, you are not a beast." Lu Zecheng coaxed softly, "Baby, call me husband." An Xin: "..." Never reason with beasts, you will lose completely.
Reader comments
It's beautiful. I hope the owner will soon know the intention behind the painting.
It's okay, it's pretty.
Really nice to look at. The male protagonist dotes on the female protagonist.
It's beautiful. I hope the owner will soon know the intention behind the painting.
It's okay, it's pretty.
Really nice to look at. The male protagonist dotes on the female protagonist.