2013, Dear Husband
She smiled sweetly and placed the leftover drink in Mu Anran's arms, "And these, help me throw them away, thank you!"
"Alright." Mu Anran looked at the two full bags of raw chestnuts in his hands with a feeling of helplessness.
That night, Yu Lingqian was reading in the study when Mu Anran forcibly pulled him out.
"What's up?"
Mu Anran pressed him down to sit on the living room floor...
"What exactly do you want?" Yu Lingqian frowned.
Mu Anran smiled and poured all the raw chestnuts out of the bag in one go.
"Clatter clatter" - with a burst of sound, two bags of chestnuts piled up into a small mountain.
"Mu Anran, you don't think I'd drop work to do something this boring with you, do you?"
Yu Lingqian twitched at the corner of his eye and refused unceremoniously.
But Mu Anran smiled sweetly, supporting her chin with her hands, looking pitiful: "My dear husband, this is your household matter, you're not helping me, you're helping yourself!"
