"Really?" After Lu Beiyuan had his hair cut and washed, he touched his bald head, quite skeptical of Su Nanxing's words: "Not ugly?"
Su Nanxing walked over and reached out to touch it: "Husband, your bone structure... is really attractive. Your head, even among monks, would definitely be the most handsome bald head!"
"Why are you comparing me to monks?" Lu Beiyuan reached out and embraced her: "I'm not a monk."
"Right, if you were a monk, you'd definitely break the precepts." Su Nanxing laughed: "Not at all tranquil and desireless."
"Who made me meet you?" Lu Beiyuan pinched the soft flesh at her waist: "Then who'd want to be a monk?"
The two laughed and teased for a while, then Lu Beiyuan suddenly remembered: "Isn't today your clinic day?"
"I had a colleague cover for me. If there are any issues he can't handle, he'll call me."
Lu Beiyuan was quite surprised: "You're not going?"
