War Godapos;s Wolf H

Ye Xin looked a bit disheveled, wearing a vest that seemed to have been bleached by the sun. And his... shoulders! His shoulders were strong and he was carrying four or five bags of cement on them.,But he was used to it, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and continued walking toward the door. Just then, a brightly dressed middle-aged woman got out of a car not far away and walked towards him. She wore a mask, taking every step with caution, as if afraid she would dirty those black shoes!,Ye Xin's heart was filled with anger. For three years, he had worked diligently, earning every penny to give to his mother and sister, but...he still couldn't get even a single good word from them! In three years of marriage, he hadn't even touched Lin Qingxue's fingers once.。