With that, she handed him a key.
He toyed with the key in his hand, "Wife, you're really kind. You used to want to poison me to death, but now you're so good to me."
She rolled her eyes, "Who wanted to poison you to death? I just said it casually, and you crazily drank the poison."
He looked pitifully at her, "How dare I not do what my wife asks me to do?"
She raised an eyebrow, "So now it's my fault?"
He quickly started massaging her shoulders, "The wife is right. How could my precious wife make a mistake? If there's a mistake, it's definitely mine..."
She scoffed, "Brown-noser!"
"Hehe..." He laughed with a grin, his bright white teeth almost blinding her.
Jealous of his teeth, she asked, "Third brother, how come your teeth are so white? Did you secretly use some secret recipe? Tell me about it."
"No, no," he said. "I used to just brush with plain water, sometimes with a bit of salt. Ever since you made that medicinal mud toothpaste, I've been using it."
"Really?"
