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Li Ximu traveled through the book and entered a female-dominated society. Just wear it, it's not a big deal. Looking at the rouge fans (men) all over the street, Li Ximu's eyes twitched, and then she turned back home and picked up her husband who was still doing laundry. The husband's face turned red, and he pushed Li Ximu gently. He didn't push, but hugged her tighter. The husband whispered: "My wife, it's still daytime..." "What's wrong with me hugging my husband?" Li Ximu kissed her husband's face, then buried her head in her husband's neck and took a deep breath. Ah, it smells so good. My husband still smells good. -- Before: Li Ximu: It's really a headache for men to act coquettishly Later: Li Ximu: It smells so good