Muniang stuck out her tongue, "How can you always tell? I'm doing a good deed, so don't scold me, okay?"
Yu Ze pinched Muniang's palm and said, "You ungrateful little thing, how many times have I scolded you? Every time it was because you were trying to show off and even hurting yourself. That's the only reason I scolded you."
Muniang had no choice but to cling to Yu Ze's sleeve and act coquettishly, "Okay, my husband is the best."
Having not seen her for over half a month, her charming demeanor made Yu Ze's entire body burn with desire. Had it not been for the fact that they were in the middle of the street, he really couldn't have held himself back.
A vein throbbed at Yu Ze's temple as he suppressed the fire within him, and then he said, "You're not preparing this for Mother, are you?"
"You've noticed that too? What do you think about Mr. Zhao?" Muniang said excitedly.