"Come on, Master, it's not our fault..." Cang Ming and Xuan Ye's faces fell, with their smiles vanishing, as if they had experienced the joys turning into sorrows.
...
"How should I punish you?" Mu Qianyue held the washboard, showing her gleaming white teeth, which made Nalan Jing's heart shiver.
"Wife, I have my reasons too." His clear voice, like singing, carried a weak hint to please her.
"Hmm, you have your reasons." Mu Qianyue smiled lightly, raising her lips.
Seeing this smile made Nalan Jing tremble; the more she smiled, the angrier she was, and the angrier she was, the scarier she became. If she didn't smile and showed a bit more fury, perhaps it would be better. Only now did Nalan Jing realize how big a mistake he had made.
