Mou Wen pinched him, "You just know how to talk sweetly to me, so tell me, what makes you so impressive?"
Bo Zhi leaned down, kissed the corner of her lips, "Everything is impressive."
This sounds a bit suggestive, doesn't it?
Mou Wen wasn't happy, pulled away from his embrace, and went to the dressing mirror to wipe her face, "Bo Zhi, you're getting more and more perfunctory, even your compliments lack sincerity."
"How am I not sincere?"
Bo Zhi felt quite innocent.
Sitting on the bed, his eyes never left her back, thinking maybe his wife needed some discipline.
Compliments nowadays, even those can't be spoken.
If he says them, she calls them perfunctory.
He's truly wronged.
Mou Wen looked at him through the dressing mirror, "Yesterday, Xiao Jingqi replied to me."
Upon hearing Xiao Jingqi's name, Bo Zhi sat up straight, tense, Mou Wen chuckled, "Why so serious?"
Bo Zhi, "He's a guy."
