"Yangyang doesn't like me?"

“…”

“…………”

“…………………”

Kou Qiu thought blankly, I must have heard it wrong, otherwise why did my wife's voice sound so much like a man?

Impossible.

It does not exist.

But at this moment, he watched the young wife choked with grievance, red eyes, and black, long and straight hair, lifted his lace skirt up.

It showed something that was enough to blind Kou Qiu's eyes.

It was like a magical magic. The wand was swung, and on the grass that was supposed to be spread out, suddenly, a full balloon filled with water appeared!

Old Cadre Kou stared at the balloon in a daze, not even saying anything: "You... Xiaoyu, you..."

How did you have this?!

That's that big one!!

He couldn't finish his words, and his wife came over again and kissed him.

"Yang Yang," he said vaguely, "play with balloons?"

Kou Qiu: "..."

Play a ghost!

This is different from what he imagined!!

Azai, wake up quickly, your mother is gone!

The author has something to say: The psychological process of Lao Ka's cadre Kou.

My wife is very tall - that must be because of mixed race.

What? Big hand? Mixed-blood mixed-race!

What? You have a lot of strength, that, let’s learn about it...

What? There are balloons, this, this, that...

Are you playing with balloons, friends?

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I fell asleep halfway through writing. I am so tired lately. I have taken exams too frequently (falling down)

So this chapter may be revised tomorrow!
Chapter completed!