Zhuang Zhixi squeezed her palm and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll pick you up after work."
Ming Mei rolled her eyes, "You always say you'll pick me up, but you've never succeeded..."
It had become a strange phenomenon. Every time Zhuang Zhixi said he would pick her up, she would finish work early. Not once had it been an exception. Ming Mei looked at Zhuang Zhixi silently, who firmly said, "This time, I will definitely come."
Ming Mei muttered, "I hope I don't finish work early."
Zhuang Zhixi smiled, "If you finish work early today, I'll pick you up tomorrow. If you finish early tomorrow, I'll pick you up the day after. I will definitely pick you up."
Ming Mei pouted, "You don't have to, you work hard too. You don't need to pick me up."
Zhuang Zhixi: "How can I not? It's especially necessary. You're my wife."
Ming Mei smiled happily. She pouted again, "Well... okay."
She waved her little hand, "I'm leaving."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Be careful on your bike."
Ming Mei: "I know!"
