Looking at his wife's angry little expression, Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow and stepped forward to hug her, but she dodged.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Jingheng looked at her standing sideways to him, with a guarded expression.
Mu Yan raised her head and huffed, "I'm just proving I'm not reluctant to make you kneel on the keyboard as punishment."
Jiang Jingheng, "..."
Looking at her pouty lips, he leaned in with a low laugh, "Then next time I'll tell them you always make me kneel on the keyboard at home?"
"I would never!" Mu Yan glared at him.
How could she treat him like that, she couldn't bear to, alright.
Seeing the amused look in his eyes, she realized she had fallen for his trick.
She huffed, "Yes, I make you kneel on the keyboard every day, I'm a tigress, okay!"
"You're not a tigress, you're a fairy, a little enchantress, bewitching me—I'd happily kneel on the keyboard every day." Jiang Jingheng coaxed.
