Yang Chen walked back to his room, closed the door behind him, and then there was a sound of the lock clicking into place.
Wei Xueqing turned her head and saw Ye Xin's playful expression.
"Why are you looking at me like that!" Wei Xueqing's cheeks blushed adorably, like red apples.
Ye Xin laughed, "So, what do you think? Isn't my husband super manly?"
Wei Xueqing pouted, "Let me tell you, he's like a stone pulled out from a toilet, both smelly and tough, and it's the kind that's been soaking in there for over twenty years!"
"Pfft!" Ye Xin couldn't help but laugh, "Your description is spot on!"
Although Ye Xin didn't feel it as strongly as Wei Xueqing, she was observant, and Yang Chen's stubborn bad temper was evident.
