After the Twin Husbands Swapped Lives

There wasn’t much else interesting to say after that. Wu Pingzhi said, “With your husband’s temperament, how many interesting things […]

　　To be a hunter, one must be hard-hearted and cold-blooded. He kissed Lu Liu tenderly: “I’ll take care of you.”

Every household lived about the same. When guests came over, a few plates of plain vegetables seemed shabby, but meat

Lu Yang took one look at Xie Yan, looking so drained and feeble, and completely lost interest. “You’re already wrung

Mountain mushrooms can be used to make a simple soup, and their delicious flavor is unmatched. Everyone who has tried

Xie Yan wrote quickly. The content was all familiar to him, but because there was so much to write, plus

He’d said there was no need for Lu Liu to tag along, but Lu Liu insisted on coming anyway. The

Taking advantage of the lull before customers arrived, they tidied up the shop first. Lu Yang didn’t complicate things—he had

Lu Liu was fretting over the children’s feeding, but when he heard this, a smile spread across his face, his

　　He had recently bought Li Feng a few drinks and knew that the man liked to drink. Xie Yanshin knew

In the evening, he cooked a pot of wood-fired rice. He steamed some cured pork slices and sweet potatoes in

Lu Yang: ? “What are you doing?” Lu Liu stared intently into the pot, careful not to overcook the fried

Zhang the county magistrate told him, “You agreed to vouch for them, then suddenly backed out. Several days have passed

They rarely got to see each other, and time was short. After Xie Yan stepped out, Lu Yang quickly brought

The darker the fabric, the more expensive it was. So Lu Yang changed his mind—he didn’t mind what went into

Lu Lin thought it over and decided to take the things back with him. “We just split from the family.

Lu Yang watched how happy he was and thought ahead a little. They only had a few soup-recipe books left

In truth, he would often drift into daze while busy, which troubled him—he felt like he was slacking off. Then

Xie Yan’s hands kept roaming—first over the clothes, then slipping inside. He felt along Lu Yang’s ribs, then his spine.

Since he had already come to pick him up, Ji Mingzhu didn’t say anything more, only reminded Xie Yan once: