First Class Husband

This is some shit. She was tired from writing and took a nap on the computer. Then a handsome guy showed up at her house. Mygad, God has been too kind to her. Seeing this handsome boy looking at her with fear on his face, she quickly showed a friendly smile. Alright, alright, my sister is a good person, don't be afraid. "Who are you?" "..." The handsome boy looked wary. "Well, let me change the question, what is your name?" "..." The handsome boy secretly smiled. It's easy to handle, just laugh, but I'm afraid not to laugh. "Ahem, you don't have a fiancée." The handsome boy shook his head, "Very good." "Well, you don't have a girlfriend, right?" "What is a girlfriend?" "..." Girlfriend is not a thing Ahem, three days later, we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. Not speaking means you agree. Hee hee, what a lie. What? Are you from a female country? Or a prince? God, you're so fucking good to me. Husband, what do you know? Yeah, laundry, cooking, playing the piano, dancing. Come on, come on, give me a dance for my wife. Let him go, your grandfather's, this is my husband. Hum, I have plenty of ways to make him mine. Damn it, if you dare to steal your husband from me, I will chop you up. Well, the introduction ends here. Wenwen is very warm and can be collected by children who like it. What?