"After three years of marriage, I thought I was marrying a gentle model shop owner who could make ginger tea and remember my menstrual period. Until that night, I got up and saw him squatting on the balcony - under the moonlight, his eyes were red, his fingertips had sharp white claws, and his throat was roaring like a wolf. It turns out that my husband is a hidden wolf with hidden fangs! When my mother-in-law called me a 'hen that can't lay eggs' , he approached with red eyes, scaring the old lady to knock over the chair; the mistress held up the photo of "He slept with me" in defiance, and he bared his fangs, and the woman even broke her mobile phone into eight pieces. And I, from being a trembling little wife hiding behind him, learned to pull him by the tail and say: "Husband, it's time to help me cure that old man." - This marriage is becoming more and more exciting. "
