I laughed, feeling quite pleased with these compliments, as Zheng Yufei had never praised my cooking before—she was always as impassive as a chunk of elm burl.
Seeing my pride, Zheng Yufei gave me a disdainful glance, probably thinking, "Don't get so smug over a couple of compliments—do you really think you're that special?"
The meal was lively and boisterous. Zheng Xuaner, being a high school student, was full of energy. It had been a long while since I'd experienced such a lively atmosphere.
After dinner, Zheng Xuaner volunteered to do the dishes, which made me happy and content to lounge in the living room and watch TV.
Although sharing a bed with Zheng Yufei had always been something I wanted, the thought of her threat during the day made me somewhat resistant and a bit of resentment started to brew, "Since we're legally married, why can't normal things happen between us? Besides, it was you who teased me first; who are you putting on this act of chastity for now?"
