The suggestion for injections was obviously not accepted by the two girls, and they continued arguing about whether to wash dishes or give a back massage.
"Yueyue, just wait a minute, let him help you with the massage later..."
"You shut up. We just washed the dishes together, and you want him to wash them again? Don't think I don't know what you want by calling him into the kitchen!"
Wu Wenyue, with an expression of "stop messing around," leaned on the handrail, slowly got up, grabbed Li Peifeng's hand, and pulled him towards the room.
"No way!"
Xu Manning rushed out anxiously, but Wu Wenyue moved even faster, apparently not showing any sign of injury, and got Li Peifeng into the master bedroom first, quickly locking the door.
"Open the door for me!"
Xu Manning yelled angrily from outside: "If it's just massage, why lock the door?!"
"You can watch TV in the living room!"
Wu Wenyue shouted to her from outside, then muttered quietly, "It's Monday, why can't I lock the door."
