Dugu Chen furrowed his brow, and seeing how serious she was, he began to doubt himself. He stood up and walked over to the bedroom's bronze mirror, examining his reflection carefully.
Feng Xuxu saw his narcissistic behavior and his checking himself out in the mirror, the corners of her mouth silently split open, desperately holding back her laughter.
After a long while of not finding any wrinkles on his face in the mirror, he turned around to see the person on the bed already laughing to the point of tears, and he realized he had been played.
Dugu Chen hooked up a wicked smile, raised his eyebrows, and slowly walked towards the bedside with a voice full of ambiguity, "My wife, you look so beautiful."
Feng Xuxu stopped laughing with tears still dangling in her eyes, foolishly looking at Dugu Chen without understanding what he was getting at.
"I think so too."