Chapter 65 Mischievous Black Wind_1

After eating, he once again stuffed himself with pickled radishes and pickles made by his own family, and returned home happily humming a tune.

Li Xiu'e, having had dinner with the two children, was sitting in the courtyard enjoying the cool.

Seeing him return contentedly, she greeted him with a smile, took the pickled radish and pickles, sniffed them, and appraised them a little arrogantly, stating that they were not as delicious as her own pickles.

Su Hu burst into hearty laughter, embraced his wife, planted a noisy kiss on her face; he was overjoyed.

Li Xiu'e cheeks turned red, she forcefully brushed his hands away, and took the pickles into the kitchen.

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At night, the couple retired to bed to sleep, and Su Qingluo also washed up early and went to bed, enjoying a rejuvenating moonlight bath, and entered the dreamland happily.

"Chirp chirp."