Chapter 170: Senior brother, how many bowls of rice does your wife want to eat?

The sky was densely covered with stars and clouds, and the silver moon hung on the branches. Ye Anping, dressed in white, sat in front of his bedroom dressing table, staring at the handsome face in the bronze mirror with starry eyes.

Deep purple eyes radiated a captivating glow. The flawless, fair skin exuded a cold, stern charm with distinct contours.

Ye Anping couldn’t help but exclaim, “This person in the mirror is becoming more handsome.”

Behind him, Xiaodie, who was styling his hair, sighed …