Wen Zekai: Rice cook, the rice you cook is like feeding pigs.
Su Yuexin: Congratulations, you got the answer right.
Wen Zekai put down his chopsticks and pounced on her, smiling mischievously: Beautiful little sow, let's give birth to a litter of piglets and have fun...
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Years later, she risked her life to give birth to their child, but what she got in exchange was a little bastard.
Wen Zekai: How about you follow me? From now on, we will only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.
Su Yuexin: There is no word mistress in my dictionary.
Wen Zekai: I can terminate the engagement.
Su Yuexin: I don't like looking for a mistress either.
Wen Zekai: Your sexless marriage should have ended long ago...
Su Yuexin: But I like it.
Wen Zekai started scratching his head and ears like a monkey...