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... nestly, I never believe you.” He exaggeratedly sighed, stretching his neck and gazing at her back with a worried look. “Wife, does the wound from the needle prick still hurt? If it does, why don’t you stab me a couple more times to vent your anger?”
“Alright.” She took an embroidery needle from the needle and thread basket in the cabinet. “Give me your hand.”
He obediently stretched out his hand. “My dear, if you’re still angry, just stab harder.”
She glanced at his broad ...
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