Jiang Kechu just felt his heart was full, immediately throwing Chen Ke's words out of his mind. What kind of fool doesn't cuddle such a good wife and play the cold war instead!
"It's that kid Chen Ke who gave me the bad advice!" Jiang Kechu immediately and straightforwardly sold out Chen Ke, "Wife, I missed you." Saying this, his hands cheekily moved to his wife's soft, white calves.
Wan Chuer slapped his hand away, stepped back, and righteously said, "Chen Ke gave you bad advice, and you listened to it? First, take a good look at your mistakes, take your hand away, and stop looking at me like that!"
Well, Chen Ke, you usually look silent and cool, who knew inside you're such a repressed nerd to think of such awful ideas.
This matter must be talked over with Mai Qiqi, let Mai Qiqi keep a good eye on him.
As Wan Chuer inwardly complained about Chen Ke, she listened to Jiang Kechu sit up and sincerely start to self-reflect.
