Tang Suiyu watched Ye Gushen with wide, interested eyes.
Ye Gushen placed a piece of beef on Tang Suiyu's plate, "First, this is my house. Secondly, if you want me to help you, not my wife, where do you think I'll sleep tonight?"
"You think you'll die if you don't sleep with your wife for one night!" Li Xingle shouted.
"Yes." Ye Gushen replied even more swiftly.
Li Xingle felt like a mute person eating Coptis, suffering without being able to speak.
"Bro, you've changed..." Li Xingle clutched a beer bottle and took big gulps.
"Once you get married, you'll understand." Ye Gushen maintained a calm expression but looked at Tang Suiyu with adoring eyes, "Isn't that right, Ruannuan?"
"That's right!" Tang Suiyu giggled.
It seemed like they had bullied Li Xingle quite badly.
Afterward, Li Xingle didn't say much, just drank a lot by himself.
The apartment was big, but it only had one bedroom and one guest room.
