"Mumu, about the training, I'll have to trouble you to come." Du Yu handed Xu Mumu a glass of warm water.
"No problem." Xu Mumu nodded with a smile.
In the following days, Xu Mumu came every day, training a batch of people and then having them guide the rest.
Watching the factory gradually get on the right track, Xu Mumu finally breathed a sigh of relief. It had been exhausting during this period.
"Wife, does this feel good?" Yin Yang massaged Xu Mumu's shoulders, asking softly.
"Feels good, feels good, and my waist too," Xu Mumu said lazily, feeling very comfortable at home.
One cannot deny that her husband served her too well; she never expected he had this skill.
Yin Yang chuckled as he watched his little wife. If it weren't daytime, he'd want to do this and that with her right then.
