"Ah~Mo Hao, you bastard, have I ever said that I have to go to work tomorrow and I don't like to wear high collars." I thought that I would tear Mo Hao to pieces this time. Day by day, I just couldn't listen to her words and had to teach him a long lesson.
Mo Hao felt that he couldn't bear the wrath of his wife's thunder, so after Chen Meng entered the bathroom, he went out to prepare hot towels. Now he could only make up for it with this.
"Honey, I know I was wrong."
"What's wrong? Tell me."
"I love you so much."
"You!" I didn't know what to say for a moment. I said he was wrong and I lost my happiness. I said he was right and I was hurt. My head seemed to be short-circuited.
"Don't be angry, wife. I'll help you apply a hot compress. You'll be fine soon." After saying that, Mo Hao hugged his wife over and put the hot towel in his hand on Chen Meng's neck.
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