"It turns out, the fighting power of beasts is quite formidable!"
Although they had been married for three years, Xia Weiyi still felt shy when faced with Ye Che's shameless teasing.
She kicked Ye Che's leg, sending him off the bed, then rolled over and climbed out of the bed, pulling out the script from the previous night from the bedside table.
"You promised me, after work, everything is negotiable—"
Ye Che looked around but conspicuously avoided looking at the script: "Negotiate what? I was so engrossed and passionate about last night's work that I completely forgot—"
Xia Weiyi habitually picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
Ye Che caught the pillow quickly and tossed it aside, unabashedly claiming: "Yiyi, you've said before, men drunk on wine and men in bed, are the least trustworthy!"
Xia Weiyi ignored him, instead, she wrapped up all the pillows and blankets from the bed and dumped them all out of the bedroom.
