"Jiayin?" Yao Ye turned around and asked his wife what was going on.
Shen Jiayin was folding clothes and saw him lift up a pink zippered bag. She pursed her lips slightly: "I, I thought you forgot to bring it, so I, I brought it for you."
This girl, does she really know what's inside this?
Perhaps she knows and deliberately brought it for him.
Is she inviting him to exercise with her?
A string of pink, immoral thoughts flashed through Yao Ye's mind. After thinking it through, he felt quite justified: she's his wife, what's wrong with him wanting to exercise with her?
Two of the brothers were struggling hard on the camp bed in the living room. Yao Ye thought it over repeatedly, considering his own punchable percentage coefficient.
"Is, is there a problem?" Shen Jiayin asked, seeing him standing still like a dumb goose.
Does this mean she doesn't know what's inside?
"Do you know what's inside here?" Yao Ye probed.
