As long as m shouts, "Did you not eat?" s knows that the other party has had enough and it's time to stop.
"I did say it," he considered, "but my right hand is a bit sore from writing so much recently. I'm afraid..."
Rice Crackers Immortal, be a bit more honest.
Who really wants to work all day and then come home to cook? Would people really live like this?
No, how did I get into the househusband script?
"Hand sore?" Xu Qianqian leaned closer and said in a sticky voice, "Let me massage it for you, it'll be fine."
"This... doesn't seem right."
"It's fine."
"Actually, it's not just my hand that's sore, there's also somewhere else..." Jiang Nian, out of habit, began to speak.
Xu Qianqian smiled, "If you start talking dirty, I'm going to punch hard."
"My shoulders are also sore, and my back too," Jiang Nian changed the topic, "I'm afraid I don't have the strength to cook."
These naturally weren't issues.
