"Madam, I heard that my sister has been fighting with her family members recently." Someone gloated.
"..."
"Madam, madam, it seems that the senior sister has knelt on the washboard. It's really good." A certain person was so envious and jealous that his wife wouldn't even let him touch her.
"So you also want to kneel down?" Someone said coolly.
Embarrassed, "How could it be possible? My wife is so stylish. Of course I want her not to use a washboard. Madam, madam..." Someone started acting coquettishly again.
"No?"
"Yeah..." Someone nodded quickly.
"Then... Let's... Do you want it tonight?" He seemed shy.
"Yeah." Little Chicken Pecking Rice Gang nodded.
"Then..."
"Yeah." He nodded before he finished speaking.
"Okay, remember to recite the Sutra of Filial Wife before you go back to your room that night." After saying this, he walked out the door.
What? . . . . . Someone sheds tears. .
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