After dinner, Ashley was in a good mood. She began to tease Austin who had just finished cleaning the kitchen.
"Hey, did you go to your wife's house again?"
Austin rolled his eyes, "It's not enough to cook for you, and you still want to know my personal affairs?"
"You are my servant. Of course, I have the right to intervene in your personal affairs. In short, I will not allow you to come home so late and make me starve again."
Austin retorted, "There are so many restaurants in the community. Can't you get food from them?"
"Don't say it doesn't taste good. Don't tell me you didn't have to eat before you met me?!"
Ashley ignored his rebuttal, and snorted, "That's because I haven't met you before. Although food from some restaurants is nice, it is not home-cooked. I don't want to eat it at all."
"If you dare to come back after nine o'clock in the evening, see if I beat you to death."