"The wife is responsible for making money to support the family, and I'm responsible for being a pretty face living off you, so Mr. Song works hard to understand his lady, trying his best not to hold his wife back," Song Yuanhuan said, pecking her red lips gently before he spoke slowly.
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Xu Xiuxiu glared at him, "What kind of nonsense are you talking? You don't look like someone who could live off someone, and I don't have the capability to support your pretty boy face! I'm still waiting for you to rise through the ranks so that I could be the lady of a colonel, a major general, a vice admiral, or an admiral!" Xu Xiuxiu said, dreamily, "Mr. Song, would that be nice?" Xu Xiuxiu then clung to him coquettishly.
The lady of a colonel, a major general, a vice admiral, an admiral... It seemed his wife had quite the appetite and a long-term vision!
"Alright, I will try hard," Song Yuanhuan replied under great pressure as he wrapped his arms around her tightly.
