"Be Luo Binghe," Nina says, as solemnly as she can manage, though she's actually trying very hard to not laugh. "You know I have many wives, Shen Yuan," she says, in what's actually quite a good impression of Luo Binghe, "but the only wife I want is you. May I please make you some delectable dinner and charm you?" She tosses her hair a little. It would, perhaps, seem rude from any other source but Nina is irrevocably, absolutely fond of her good friend and that shines through her impression.