Nianyang was stunned, and then she felt touched. She nudged his face and whispered, "So, to make me happy, you'd willingly mess yourself up and ruin your looks?"
Li Tingyan asked, as if seeking credit, "So, wifey, are you happy?"
"Not happy." Nianyang was very honest, "You're too ugly; it affects my optic nerves."
Li Tingyan, "..."
What to do if the wife finds you ugly?
He decided to go for broke, lowered his head, and sealed her lips with his, kissing her until Nianyang almost ran out of breath before reluctantly parting.
"Even if I'm ugly, you still have to look at me." He said childishly, "You'll have to look for a lifetime."
Nianyang rolled her eyes at him, seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but rub his buzz-cut hair, her voice softening,
"Alright, you must not have eaten since you just got back. I'll fry a dish for you. You go shave your beard first; I'll put some frostbite cream on you tonight."
"Okay."
