Paper No. 07 doesn’t want to argue with them. When can the owner’s private matters be allowed to be discussed in private?

Fortunately, the owner didn’t know, otherwise would he regret breaking them into so many portions back then and just wanting to burn them out with a fire?

In the room, Jiang Xiaotu seemed to have been watered by spring rain, and her face was red like smoke. She sat up from the bed and wanted to get up with clothes.

Li Yishu stretched out his arm and stretched her into the quilt: "Where to go?"

"Go and get something to eat. I'm fine if I don't eat anything for ten days and half a month, but are you sure you haven't eaten breakfast. If you don't eat lunch, will you be able to hold on for a while?"

Li Yishu hugged her and rubbed her neck: "But I can't bear to let you go, my wife. I like this feeling of skin fitting, it's like it's so comfortable in my infancy."

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"When hungry." As soon as the words were finished, Li Yishu's stomach rang.

"Puchi, are you sure?" Jiang Xiaotu laughed.

Li Yishu stubbornly denied: "I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry at all. As long as I have a wife, it's enough."

"Okay, stop making trouble. I'll go down and see what food is available, and it will be ready soon."

"But I don't want my wife to leave the bed. Wife, you don't have to get out of bed without your legs. Am I useless?" Li Yishu was a little injured in the male self-esteem.

Although he is the one who puts his strength every time, he knows that his wife has better physical strength, after each time, his wife can get out of bed normally without any impact. Isn’t this too much? And if he uses too much force, his legs may become weak.

Covering your face, as a man, isn’t this reality too hurting your self-esteem?

"You want my legs to be weak and I can't get off the bed?" Jiang Xiaotu raised her eyebrows.

Li Yishu's face was a little angry: "I know my wife is amazing, but my wife, shouldn't men be more powerful than men, so that women can feel happy?"

"Who told you?"

"I don't know, everyone thinks this way anyway."

"That depends on the situation." Jiang Xiaotu was helpless. Even though she knew that the other party was just acting cute, she could only patiently comfort the other party. Of course, this was also a way for her to spoil him.

But she didn't notice that her way of getting along with him was becoming more and more like her despised father, and her mother's way of getting along with him was acting coquettish to her mother.

"My situation is different from you. When you practice to my level in the future, you will understand that this kind of thing must be equal in terms of cultivation at least."

Li Yishu was desperate: "No? Wife, then, according to you, if I never catch up with you in my life, I will have to be weaker than you in my life? Then what about my male self-esteem? Wife, it hurts my self-esteem."

"You shouldn't think that one day you'll surpass me?"

"Wife, just comfort me like this. If I can surpass you in my cultivation, wouldn't I be a fairy couple with you in the future? I don't have to worry about dying long ago?" I know it's one thing, but I accept it in my heart.

Li Yishu found that when he accepted the fact that he would die before his wife and talked about this matter, he would not feel that there was anything else, but would cherish the time when two people could be together more. After all, this is limited, and one day he might not see each other. In the limited time, do more meaningful things.
Chapter completed!