If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

After a while, Wan Chuncao came back, not as lively as when she left.

Xu Muyu knew why after just one look at her.

She didn't seem to want to hide anything, and her face showed whatever expression she wanted, without trying to hide anything.

Guan Chuncao handed Xu Muyu's old phone to him and said, "I checked it. The phone is very old and can't be used anymore. The SIM card must be unusable too. We have to apply for a new one."

Xu Muyu took the phone: "Yes."

He took the phone. Wan Chuncao was still standing by the bed. She said, "I have something to ask you."

The phone was so old that a blurry film had formed on the screen and the body was covered with old marks. Xu Muyu had never seen a phone with so many scratches.

Or maybe it had always been there, but it had been so long that he could no longer remember what it originally looked like.

Xu Muyu took a look and put down the phone: "Yeah."

She seemed to want to ask that question, but Xu Muyu didn't think she would ask it directly. She wouldn't be so reckless.

"I found a few postcards in the box where you put your phone, and a few photo frames on the shelf. I looked at the postcards, but not the photo frames."

Wan Chuncao stood there, staring straight at Xu Muyu: "The one who sent you the postcard was your ex-girlfriend?"

Xu Muyu looked up suddenly.

She actually asked, and asked it so bluntly.

She is indeed a person who does whatever she wants and doesn't care what others think.

However, Xu Muyu did not intend to hide it from her. He looked back at her and turned away.

This is the default.

Wan Chuncao jumped onto the bed and forced him: "Don't be silent, speak up, tell me, was it really sent by your ex-girlfriend?"

She was being aggressive, just to make him say it himself.

She wanted to hear the truth from him. She wanted there to be no secrets between them, and they should not hide anything from each other, but should talk about everything openly.

He could tell that he knew all she meant.

Xu Muyu turned his back to her and remained silent for a while, but still didn't turn around: "Yeah."

Wan Chuncao asked: "Is the person in the locked photo frame also her?"

Xu Muyu still didn't turn around: "Yeah."

She then asked, "How long ago did she send it to you?"

how long?

Xu Muyu really recalled for a few seconds: "Five years ago."

Maybe it was six years ago, maybe earlier, maybe later.

"Have you been exchanging letters?"

"No."

"Has it been off for a long time?"

"Ah."

"You didn't contact me once during the process?"

"No."

"Is it completely broken?"

"Ah."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"That's pretty much it."

Guan Chuncao finally sat down next to him: "If I find out that you two are still in contact, you'd better be careful! I have castrated pigs with my second uncle!"

What's up with castration?

Xu Muyu didn't turn around, but he didn't stop looking at people like he did just now.

Wan Chuncao picked up the two new phones and put them aside, saying, "Don't even mention your ex-girlfriend. If I see you flirting with anyone, regardless of whether it's a man or a woman, I'll strangle your penis first!"

She pulled him back and made him look into her fierce eyes: "Did you hear that?"

Xu Muyu was pulled back and saw her ferocious face with bared teeth, just like a cat showing its claws. The next moment, if he really did something wrong, she would scratch his face!

A little fierce and a little naughty.

Xu Muyu glanced at her for a moment before turning his eyes away: "Yeah."

After getting Xu Muyu's answer, Wan Chuncao let him go and sat back.

She picked up the new phone, and also her old phone, and started changing the SIM card. While changing the SIM card, she asked in a chatty tone: "Why don't you ask me how I know those withheld photos are of your ex-girlfriend?"

When she entered the room, she would definitely see a lot of photos and objects from his past.

Xu Muyu knew without thinking that she would see those postcards just like when she opened the box containing the mobile phone. What else was there to guess?

There is no need to guess, just think about it and you will know.

Xu Muyu is not bad looking, and he must have had no shortage of suitors when he had good legs.

Those suitors might be hundreds of times more beautiful than Wan Chuncao, and they must have been a perfect match for Xu Muyu at that time.

Maybe more than one.

Guan Chuncao can actually understand: "Everyone has a few exes. As long as they are all gone before marriage, there will be no involvement after marriage."

There was something wrong with what she said, Xu Muyu turned his head. She had many exes?

"Who knows."

As soon as Xu Muyu's eyes drifted over, Wan Chuncao immediately entangled him. She curled her lips and said, "I'm so pretty, have a good figure, and am so approachable. It would be unreasonable if I didn't have a few exes."

Really? Her?

Xu Muyu glanced at her again uncontrollably.

Wan Chuncao was immediately unhappy: "Hey, what are you looking at? Am I that bad? I have such a good figure, look at my chest, look at my waist, I am not wearing makeup or dressing up to look seductive, if I really dress up, no kidding, I will fascinate you!"

She kept arching in front of him, her beautiful figure was very oppressive, but unfortunately Xu Muyu was not lucky enough to enjoy it, so he quickly turned his head away to avoid her approach.

Guan Chuncao pulled him back with just one tug.

She pressed him to the head of the bed, straightened his legs, and then rode on his thighs, trapping him between her arms and asking him, "Does your wife have a good figure?"

Xu Muyu was trapped between her arms, his eyes looking nowhere.

You can't look up, because if you look up you'll see her face, and you can't look down, because if you look down you'll see her good figure.

He could only avoid looking around and asked her to go down first: "Don't make a fuss, go down."

How could Wan Chuncao listen? She even took his hand and put it on her waist, letting him look at her: "Do you think your wife has big breasts and a thin waist? Does she have the best figure? Tell me."

She was wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt and shorts, so she didn't have any curves at all. She just wanted to tease him.

She knew it, and Xu Muyu knew it too, but he just wanted to be played a trick by her.

Xu Muyu had nowhere to retreat. The more he retreated, the closer she got. In the end, he was forced to turn his face away in shame.

Because once you face her, you will be buried in her body.

The more panicked he got, the more Wan Chuncao pushed him into a pitiful state: "You've touched and looked at her, why don't you tell me if your wife has the best figure?"

Of course Xu Muyu couldn't say it, even his face turned red.

"Don't mention it, I started to take it off."

Guan Chuncao suddenly let go of him and pretended to grab the hem of his clothes and lift it up.

Xu Muyu turned around instantly and grabbed her hand.

Not surprisingly, he was fooled again.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Wan Chuncao laughed a few times, then pushed him back against the wall again: "Who told you not to admit that your wife has a good figure."

"What, wife, come down, I want to sleep."

Xu Muyu's face turned even redder, and it was hard to tell whether it was because he was holding it in or because he was angry. He was about to let go of Wan Chuncao's waist.

He was caught by Wan Chuncao.

"I ask you."

Guan Chuncao straightened her waist, turned his face back and held it in her hands, laughing less wildly than before.

She stared into his eyes and asked him with a smile: "You asked me to find your phone. Is that what I thought?"

Their eyes met, and Xu Muyu could only see her smiling face and her warm hands holding his cheeks.

Seeing his eyes, Wan Chuncao smiled even more. She held his face and said, "You let me see your postcards because you think you don't have to hide anything from me, right?"

Just like she showed him her cell phone, he let her open the box, not minding her seeing the postcards, not minding her finding more information about his past in that room.

Because he was the same as her, he allowed her to see his privacy.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were smiling, and even the curve of her mouth was so sweet, which had never appeared before.

Xu Muyu looked at her, her smile reflected in his eyes, and he neither nodded nor shook his head.

This is undeniable.

Wan Chuncao rubbed her nose against his and smiled even sweeter: "Why are you so nice, husband."