Everyday Joke

Liu Rushuang blinked her eyes and subconsciously watched Han Moze's well-trained movements with a gaping mouth.

Han Moze put both his hands down and started to laugh seductively and softly. "And what? Are you gushing over your husband?"

Liu Rushuang closed her mouth, then grabbed a bunch of hair which fell from the side of her face and beautifully adorned hair. "How easy! It's no big deal that you can do this hairstyle!" 

A smiling face formed immediately on Han Moze's face, and looked at Liu Rushuang's pouting face through the mirror. Would it kill him to fail at something?!

"Master, Madam, your food is ready," reported the shadow guards outside the door.

The look on Han Moze's face immediately turned serious and spoke with a deep and resounding voice, "Come in."

"Yes, master." Two shadow guards carried the dishes inside and down on the table, before they promptly bowed and left.