The Killer Charioteer

My husband, my shoulders are sore. A certain girl sat lazily on a chair and acted coquettishly. Let me rub it for you... A certain man looked flattering. A certain woman: My husband, I want to eat lychees. A certain man: Madam, let me skin you. A certain woman: My husband, I'm hungry. A certain man: Madam, I'm going to cook... … Sir, where is the money earned this month? A certain woman asked with a domineering look. Put them all into the lady's purse. A certain man lowered his eyebrows and looked down upon his eyes.