Being a Wife for Being Trapped
Theatricals

”Basic of this mad devil, it always horrified me. The unfriendly look, and also his evil grin lips. Who will want to be your wife, I just had to marry you.” Inner Yixi.

Yanky and Yixi sat on the chair, which was bright white. Yixi sliced the thin round flesh, with a small knife that had been available from the start. Yanky wrapped the fork, on the spicy sauce noodles.

"Yixi, you don't eat like that. Looks like, when you're on a show. Come on, bribe me right now." Yanky said.

"Oh well." replied Yixi, forcefully.

Yixi feeds Yanky harshly, and deliberately scoops more wartels. He doesn't care, if Yanky actually wants to eat meat.

"Not enough, you tortured me at home. Grandma every day, cooking papaya leaves and flowers. Indirectly, you have oppressed me." - Yanky grumbled.

"Sorry Mr. Yan, because the vegetable suits you well. I feel your bitter tongue, equivalent to the bitterness of the vegetable." replied Yixi.

"For a long time you dared to fight me, it is suitable if I reduce the cooperation bonus." threatened Yanky.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, be kind a little" Yixi replied, with a casual seduction.

After enjoying the banquet, the dance finally began. Mr. Smith called out the name Yanky, and also the name Yixi.

"Let's go on stage." take Yanky.

"How is it possible, I have no preparation, Mr. Yan. I fear that this stiff movement will be laughed at by everyone." replied Yixi.

"Stupid, if you dare to show up. As long as you are confident, the results are not as bad as imagined. As long as you try, it'll be the maximum." Yanky blabbed at Yixi.

Yanky placed his palm over the air, so that Yixi would welcome his hand. Yixi put down her palm, with Yanky's palm. After that, he moved from his seat.

Yixi began to walk counter to Yanky's steps, not forgetting to spread charm on everyone. Now both are on stage, and provide entertainment for the audience.

"Fast follow me!" whispered Yanky, give a decree.

"Yes sir." replied Yixi.

Yanky moved to the right and left, and Yixi just followed him. Yanky smiled evilly, while looking towards Yixi. Yanky continued to live his movements, while Yixi only remembered the movements he had memorized.

Yanky pulls Yixi, when she almost falls. He did not want Yixi to put shame, in front of everyone who was looking. Yixi forced herself, to go back to dancing. He really felt tired, with movements that he was not good at. Instead of forcing yourself, it felt like fainting right then and there.

Plok! Plok!

The sound of boisterous applause from the audience, as they finished dancing. Yanky and Yixi immediately left, backstage. Yanky ruffled his waist, with a sharp look.

"You're how, dancing like a strangled duckling." Yanky taunted.

"Mr Yan, can't you appreciate my hard work. Do you know, wearing high shoes while dancing is not easy." replied Yixi, still withholding annoyance.

"I know that, but still you're careless. Look, you almost fell. If there's no me to help, you're finished being a hoax" Yanky said.

"Let it be if they want to make fun of me, rather than looking perfect but endangering themselves." replied Yixi.