Xia Qingyue opened her mouth several times, but couldn't find the words.
"The third reason, and also the most important one." Xiao Che's smile became ambiguous: "Li thought the appearance after disrobing would be beautiful."
"Whenever Xiao Che used crude words to take her liberty, she would always treat him coldly. But this time, looking at his pale face with its vulgar smile, she couldn't get angry.
""His explanation was over." Xiao Che reached a hand towards the medicine jar he had brought: "Clean up my wife, pour the medicine in that jar and drink it."
Xia Qingyue looked at him deeply, then walked over without asking what kind of medicine it was. She poured the medicine from the pot and swallowed it in one gulp.
