Li Bo has always been a bad-tempered man in the eyes of others, and no one would have thought that he would be spoiled into a family-loving and annoying little wolfdog; Xiao Lan, in the eyes of his family, is a withdrawn and inarticulate child, and no one would have thought that he would become a maniac who flirts with and protects his husband in the future. When fate brings these two people who long for a family together, gender is no longer an issue, nor is personality.
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He helped me take off my socks, I moved my toes, and then I felt my feet being dipped into the warm water. I took a deep breath of satisfaction, "Is it hot?" I shook my head, supported my arms, and sat up. "You can lie down." He sat in the small On the stool, he poured water on my ankles, "You can wash them together too." I asked, "You have big feet, the basin is full. I will wash them after you finish washing them." He lowered his head and helped me wash the insteps, "You can wash them too," I said again. "Don't move your feet. Hey, okay, okay, I'll listen to you." He had no choice but to stand up, take off the socks on his feet, and put his feet in the footbath. He put them carefully, fearing that the water would overflow and soak the ground. His white feet stepped on my insteps, and his toes were still naughty. I stepped on my ankle, "Is it sinking?" He asked me with a smile, I didn't say anything, feeling his warmth on my instep, he lowered his head and continued to wash my feet, "My legs are a little scratchy." Although I can scratch them as long as I bend over, "Left and right legs", he helped me roll up my trouser legs, "Left leg." He scratched my knee, "Here?" I shook my head, and scratched my calf, "Where is this place?" I shook my head again, and he scratched somewhere else, "Is it here." He raised his head and asked, I held his face and kissed him, and he kissed me back gently. For a while, while taking a breath, he said, "Don't make trouble, wait until the washing is done." He kissed me on the face, and continued to wash my feet, "Honey." I whispered, "Huh?" He responded, "I love you." I felt my chest was swollen, and my eyes were a little blurry, "I love you, wife." I whispered again.
Idea: When two people get together, they first tolerate each other, and then change each other.