Qin Hai dropped the cigarette butt into the ashtray, then took Lin Qingya's little hand carelessly after grabbing his teacup, and looked at her with a smile, "Wife, you look really beautiful today!"
Lin Qingya quickly withdrew her hand and scolded, "I've told you not to get handsy, if you keep this up, I'll kick you out!"
Qin Hai quickly raised his hands and said, "I promise not to get handsy, wife, but can I use my mouth?" After speaking, he even pursed his lips.
"That's not allowed either! If you dare to use your mouth, I'll glue it shut so you'll never be able to open it again!" Lin Qingya laughed heartily.
"Indeed, a woman's heart is the most poisonous. Wife, do you want to starve me to death?" Qin Hai feigned pitifulness.
Lin Qingya certainly wouldn't be fooled by such amateurish acting, and after giving him a glare, she gracefully returned to her desk and sat down.