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A pair of married husbands living in the Republic of China suddenly transmigrated into the unknown modern era. It’s like a joke from God, but since they already arrived there, they still needed to live well.
Liu Huaiyu didn’t have much to think about as long as his husband stayed with him. However, who knew that the identity his husband assumed was somewhat unusual. Looking at the group of annoying relatives, Liu Huaiyu turned a blind eye to. What!
Gu Sichu hugged the little wife in his arms. In this strange era, he felt helpless. In short, as long as the little wife in his arms was peaceful and happy, he was willing to do everything.
As a result, his little wife adapted very well, but his habiting of praising his husband seem to have gotten worse. Then he came to his little wife to get used to it, but the habit of praising him seemed to be getting worse.
Liu Xiaoyu: My family’s husband is the best in the world, no one can compare!
Liu Xiaoyu: My family’s husband’s fingers are long and white and are especially good-looking!
Liu Xiaoyu: When my family’s husband speaks, his throat moves so beautifully!
Liu Xiaoyu: My family’s husband…
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