Mu Lan turned to face him with a serious expression on her face. She strictly ordered him, "Prepare my dinner."
Mu Liang instantly saluted and said, "Yes mam!" Then he strode to the kitchen.
Unknown to him, there was a hint of smile on Mu Lan's lips.
After Mu Liang had done with cooking, he served the food. They both sat down to eat. He didn't want her to sit on the chair. So, he took her on his lap and fed her. "Wifey, I cooked your favorite? Do you like it?"
Mu Lan burst into laughter. "Oh my, you are really something." She laughed so much that tears moistened her eyes.
He practically had turned into her servant when he discovered that she wasn't talking to him.
Mu Liang relaxed his body. Seeing her smiling like that around him, that's all he needed. He asked, "Do you like it?"
Mu Lan nodded happily. "Yes, I like it." She took the shrimp from Mu Liang's fork and leaned on his chest. While moving her mouth she said, "It's delicious."
