But they definitely would have tasted really sour if you gnawed on them!
Xiao Ye didn't have the nerve to say it out loud, and under Gu Qingcheng's gaze, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
Gu Qingcheng, "..."
*He must think I have some flaw, but for some reason, he didn't find it appropriate to bring it up.*
Ten minutes later, the trimming was done.
Xiao Ye lifted them up, put them in front of Ziran's face, and said, "Ziran, did I trim them nicely? Not any worse than you, right?"
Ziran pushed his feet away with a disgusted look, face full of contempt,
"Get them away from me, they stink."
Xiao Ye took a sniff, "They don't stink."
"You're such a perv, you even sniff them." Ziran was speechless.
Gu Qingcheng hurried to take them back, put her shoes on, then hopped twice on the floor, feeling pretty pleased.
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng laughed in her mind, "Xiaogu, what do you think, isn't your husband an old creep?"
Gu Qingcheng nodded and replied, "Yeah."
