***
"Honey, you're being naughty again."
Qiao Chutian rolled his eyes at her and said, "But you could tell me, you know, whether you're constipated or have diarrhea."
"Husband, you're terrible."
Mai Xiaomai curled up against him like a kitten, "Then I'll let you know whenever I fart."
Qiao Chutian was speechless.
They both remembered the first time they shared a bed, and she ruined the moment by farting.
They laughed at the same time.
"Husband, what are you laughing at?"
Mai Xiaomai saw him suddenly laugh too and asked suspiciously.
"What do you think?"
"Are you thinking about the time I farted?"
"Haha, exactly! You cheeky woman, I completely suspect you did it on purpose back then."
Qiao Chutian laughed, reaching out to pat her round, bouncy backside, "Why don't you give me a fart right now, huh?"
"Do you really want me to?"
Mai Xiaomai blinked.
"If you can manage it, go ahead."
"Then get ready."
