What a good deed

Jiang Yuanyuan was about to sit down when she heard his words. She stood up abruptly.

"You, my wife?" Jiang Yuanyuan felt that his brain had been squeezed by a door. He kept talking about his wife every day, but she still didn't know if it was true or unknown.

"Right! She's back! I almost held her hand today. " The Adjutant said, still reluctant to wash his hands.

Jiang Yuanyuan kept swallowing her saliva, almost? That means you didn 't?"

"Just a little bit more," The Adjutant said.

Looking at those fair and tender little hands, he had an impulse.

"Just this? You should learn from the guy next door!" Jiang Yuanyuan opened the door and called out to the person next door.

"The one next door, come here."

"You called me?" Zhou Yun Cheng walked out and asked.

"Come and teach him what he means by almost holding hands!" Jiang Yuanyuan said and threw Zhou Yuncheng in, locking the two men together.