"Mm!"
An Ning looked at her husband, who was exuding 'intense desire,' and chuckled. "Honey, can you tell me, did you ever study acting when you were in school? Because I feel like you have a real talent for it, and you get into character so quickly, no one could tell it's fake!"
Mo Ang glared at her again.
An Ning continued, "And I also think you're more suited for passionate scenes, you're really quite the man!"
Mo Ang pulled her over, wrapping her in his arms, holding her hand and bringing it to his lips, slowly kissing it. "To make sure no one sees through our act, I think we should do something right now?"
An Ning knew what he meant. "Honey, I think you should focus more on self-restraint, maybe take a break!"
Mo Ang frowned, asking with a bitter smile, "Am I not self-restrained enough? I feel like I'm turning into a monk."
