"It's really delicious." Wang Shuyun nodded decisively after tasting the toothpick beef and said to Yang Aiguo, "Buy more, take some back for our daughter-in-law to eat."
Certain son, "..."
The daughter-in-law is their own, the son is adopted.
"Alright." Yang Aiguo waved his hand, "Buy."
Then, he didn't eat, just watched his wife eat heartily, thinking she looked beautiful.
How can someone look so beautiful even while eating?
Watch them, they're a true feast for the eyes.
The foodies beside them: This dog food is stuffing them too much.
One feeding, one eating happily, they seem so perfectly matched.
Not far away, Liu Caili felt like her heart was being stabbed.
Turns out, they're not like the rumors, their marriage is not without feelings.
Liu Caili watched Wang Shuyun reluctantly accept the things Yang Aiguo handed to her, Yang Aiguo smiling lightly, seemingly accustomed to her complaints, or perhaps enjoying them.
So, this is also a kind of marriage.
