Anyway, there was a dishwasher, so just putting the plates in was easy, not a tiring chore, and Ning Xiaofei didn't insist.
Your own man, why be polite?
"Then thank you, darling! Here, a reward with a fragrant kiss from President Ning!"
She purposely left a greasy print on his face with her little oily mouth, then Xiaofei let out a wicked laugh and escaped the kitchen. She grabbed a paper towel and wiped the corner of her mouth as she walked to the coffee table, crossed her legs on the couch, opened her laptop, and continued organizing the interview draft.
In the kitchen, after stacking the plates in the dishwasher and wiping off the grease mark she left on his face with a paper towel, Mu Tianye just shook his head with a bitter smile.
The little rascal was getting bolider and bolider because of his indulgence!
Fortunately, this kind of thing only happened at home. If his subordinates knew that he was "flirted with" by his wife in this way, their jaws would probably drop.
