In the third year of marriage, Fu Shao brought his lover home.
They spent the whole night being ridiculous in the wedding room, and finally asked me to go in and clean up the mess.
I knelt beside the bed to clean up the mess, and Fu Shao pinched my face fiercely:
"Do you regret it?"
I shook my head silently and handed him and my lover tea.
Fu Shao was so angry that he knocked over his cup, "Shen Junjue, are you cheap?"
Maybe, I looked up at him.
Fu Shaozheng frowned and stared at me. He didn't know it yet, but I was about to die.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you