Yunxi held her hand and smiled gently, "Shall we rest early?"
Qiao Yi pulled her little hand away, jumped onto the bed, and got under the covers, "You go take a shower!"
Yunxi laughed, "Last time you didn't shower for a week, and I didn't mind. I even fed you pig trotter soup, chatted with you, and kissed you. Now you're despising me?"
Qiao Yi cried out in shock, quickly pulling the quilt over her head, "Dark history! Don't mention it! Don't mention it!"
Yunxi was amused by her, took clothes from the wardrobe, and before going into the bathroom, lightly kicked her over the quilt, "As you command, my dear wife!"
That night didn't pass very easily.
A subordinate of Zhenyuan came across some news; today a boy from First High was beaten by three other boys over a girl. Netizens kept commenting, saying how they are fighting over girlfriends at such a young age, and today's kids are really something else.
At first, nobody paid much attention to it.
