The graceful and neat wife who lives next door seems to have had a quarrel with her husband in the middle of the night, and she was kicked out of the house in a slip and rushed to my house with her clothes on. Surprised, the wife, who was locked out of the Lord who couldn't hide, begged for a living. However, my wife's luggage overflowed in my newly divorced neighbor's house, and the only room I had to rest was the main bed. Includes three wives who can't keep up with each other when they go to bed in such a situation and devote themselves to their gratitude for their presence.
