Xiaosi straightened up and nodded hard. "Whatever you say."
He had no wish to face the wrath of his wife.
Caihong reluctantly nodded. "Hmph."
He slowly leaned and peeked at her. "Still mad at me?"
She looked away. "I am. You shouldn't have agreed to this deal, but you did. I cannot get rid of this unnerving feeling that something bad might happen," she pursed her lips, "Sometimes, your kind heart is really a brother."
He burst into a chuckle, making her glare at him. "It's not funny!"
"It's not, but your puffed up cheeks are making me smile so much," he touched his chin, "It looks like two cute balloons that I can pop at any time."
She grimaced. "You mean to say that I am fat?"
"..."
How did it translate to that?
"Of course not! I just mean that you are cute."
"A cute fatty is what you want to say," she clenched her jaw, "You see my cheeks as two fat balloons."
