Women have a naturally strong fighting spirit when it comes to shopping, and men generally fear shopping with women, because in a mall, women simply don't know what fatigue is. But by the time they get home, they end up just like Tang Qiulu.
When Lin Qingmeng saw Tang Qiulu resting her legs on Su Changfeng's lap and Su Changfeng massaging them to relax her, there was unmistakable envy in her eyes.
"Having a husband is great. Sigh, when will I get one?" Lin Qingmeng paused for a moment and then shouted, "Qingshan."
Yue Qingshan was equally exhausted, almost not wanting to speak: "What is it?"
"Ask Yue Lao for me if he lost my red string. Why hasn't he given me a husband yet?" Lin Qingmeng muttered.
Yue Qingshan helplessly smiled and said to Tang Qiulu, "If you guys want to show off your happiness, please do it indoors. Do you really have to shove it in our faces?"
