"Wife, can't you stop being so icy cold? Smile for me to see," Mu Chen said earnestly.
"Mu Chen, this is the office. At home is one thing, but at the office, I need you to be serious."
But Mu Chen didn't say anything. He immediately went behind Liu Yuxi and pinched her shoulders, giving her a massage.
Liu Yuxi felt it was quite nice.
Mu Chen smirked, thinking of his signature killer technique, having studied Immortal Spirit Nine Needles for so long, massaging can make people...
"Pervert, were you a masseur before?"
"Wife, your expression is finally more normal now. Don't be so cold every time I see you. You should know I'm your husband."
"Who told you to always make me angry? Look for yourself." As she spoke, Liu Yuxi took out a stack of newspapers and threw them in front of Mu Chen.
