Why...Zhuo Yihang's appearance...is uglier than when he first visited the class?

And just when she was thinking about what else Xu Xin could say, he suddenly shrugged:

"looks good?"

nice?

What a nice looking hammer.

A trace of disgust gradually appeared on her expression.

He shook his head firmly:

"This film...if Lao Zhu can't cut out the remaining scenes, it will be completely hopeless."

"Who says it isn't?"

Xu Xin nodded.

Yang Mi had already closed her laptop and started clearing the table.

"I'll help you."

"No, you go back and lie down... I'm a little tired. You can rest with me for a while."

"Don't you want to get a room? I have a viral cold..."

"Don't worry, it didn't poison me for more than an hour just now. I'm still worried about your little virus catching a cold?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, packed up the pots and pans and walked into the bathroom.

When everyone came out after washing, Xu Xin had already got into bed.

She directly closed the curtains and took off all her clothes before she had time to change.

He snuggled directly into the bed.

After skillfully reaching into her husband's arms, she suddenly said:

"Did you take a shower last night?"

"..."

The corner of Xu Xin's mouth twitched, and there was an unpleasant feeling in his heart, and he asked stutteringly:

"You...what do you want to do?"

At this moment, he noticed that a slightly cold hand had fallen on him.

Immediately following were words that chilled people to the core:

"I want to try to see if the body temperature of 37 degrees is different from normal."

"...Are you still a human being?"

Xu Xin was shocked.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

But Yang Mi was also happy:

"What? I flew thousands of kilometers from home to get here, and after a long night of work, I didn't even drink hot water, so I boiled a pot of millet porridge and made a meal for you...

...You have eaten and drank enough, why don’t you thank me? Even if you are a nanny and someone takes such good care of you, you still have to say thank you, right? I am your donkey? Are you so mean to me?"

"..."

When Xu Xin thought about it, it seemed to make sense.

But the problem is...

"I'm still a patient."

"It's okay, just lie down."

"this……"

Looking at his wife who was already leaning forward, he stopped struggling.

"Then...kiss first?"

He was about to stand up slightly and give his wife a loving kiss.

As a result, she pressed her head and slapped it directly onto the pillow.

"Kiss me, I'm afraid you'll infect me."

"...Who am I in your eyes? You don't even have this sense of ceremony now?"

Looking at my husband who looked sad and angry.

The condescending woman tilted her head:

"Emmm... Tool man? Medicine dregs? Furnace cauldron?... It doesn't matter, as long as you like it. Okay, be good, close your eyes and let me see, what is different about these 37 degrees and normal...

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Chapter completed!