Hu Yueyue finally put the Thousand Layers of Snow Dump in the refrigerator, then took the fine imported fruits to the kitchen, cleaned them again, cut them into beautiful fruit plates, and brought them out.
And it happened that Song Tianlang, Meng San and Fengliu also happened to eat up all the noodles and poached eggs she had given them, and even drank the soup.
Hu Yueyue showed a faint smile on her face as they ate up all the favor they gave her, and said, "Eat some fruit!"
Putting down the fruit plate, she bent over and prepared to clean it up. Her room was rented and there was no dining table. This coffee table had always been her dining table. Putting the fruit plate in the middle of the dinner bowl looked a little inappropriate, but she didn't want to stretch out her hand.
Before he could even touch the bowl and plate, his hand was grabbed by someone's big palm. He looked up and looked into those sharp and steady eyes, and unexpectedly saw a golden and warm color inside.
"Sit down while they do it!" He commanded domineeringly, glancing at Meng San and Toyo Liu from the corner of his eye.
Meng San shrank his head, "Sister-in-law, you and the boss sit and watch TV for a while and eat fruit. We will do the finishing work!"
"Yes, yes, sister-in-law, please take a rest!" Feng Liu responded to Meng San's words and quickly raised his buttocks to leave the table.
Hu Yueyue smiled lightly and did not make any excuses. She nodded and said: "Okay!"
Sitting next to Song Tianlang, he leaned on the sofa and breathed softly. After a while, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and he leaned over Song Tianlang and smelled it twice. He frowned and said, "Song Tianlang, you should take a shower.
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The summer in H city is scorching, and the temperature is frighteningly high. Song Tianlang's body clearly smells of sweat, and she is a person with a slight mysophobia. She cannot tolerate the smell of sweat on her body and those around her, because she will always feel it.
Everything feels wrong.
Song Tianlang raised his eyebrows, "That's the smell of a man. You have to get used to it in the future!" As a soldier, facing militarized training, he couldn't always remain as refreshed as a white-collar worker sitting in the office drinking tea and chatting.
Well, okay!
Hu Yueyue lowered her head, but unexpectedly felt a burst of joy in her heart because of this sentence. This meant that he still wanted her to be by his side, he still wanted her! He did not dislike her because of the last item on the list.
A low response, "Oh, I know!"
Song Tianlang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved slightly. He liked the docile look of this little woman, so he said, "I understand, why don't you find me a towel now?"
"Huh?" Hu Yueyue looked at Song Tianlang with wide black and white eyes, full of doubts, "Why?"
Song Tianlang frowned, why did this girl get confused at the critical moment? "Although I let you get used to it, it doesn't mean that I have to be by your side with the smell of sweat all the time!"
Hu Yueyue understood, and a blush appeared on her face, "Okay, I... I'll get it for you right now!"
After entering the bedroom and coming out, Hu Yueyue took a brand new towel and a half-used bath towel and handed them to Song Tianlang, "Take off your shirt first. I'll wash it for you and dry it on the balcony. You can wear it tomorrow morning!"
There was a moment of softness on Song Tianlang's resolute and hard face, and his thin lips slightly raised a nice curve, and he moved slightly, "It's okay if you don't wash it, someone will bring clothes tomorrow morning!" He said as he explained.
He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular figure underneath, with his abdominal muscles and skin showing a healthy and powerful wheat color.
Hu Yueyue bit her lip and cursed, no wonder it hurt so much when she accidentally hit her in the hospital. It turned out to be a strong muscle, so it's no wonder it didn't hurt! She cursed in her heart, but her face was serious, her black and white eyes flickered slightly, although there was an expression on her face.
Scarlet color, but the voice is still normal.
"It's better to wash it, summer clothes will smell if stored for a long time!"
PS: Today’s eighth update is over! Another editor’s notice was changed from the original book title: Domineering Wife with Super Powers: Otaku Girl’s Flash Marriage to Marriage Naturally Made: Superpower Otaku Girl’s Flash Marriage