Hearing that the elderly couple had left, Lu Jing felt relieved.
Jiang Ye really wanted to laugh, but he was afraid the woman would actually get upset,
"I’m going to take a shower in the second bedroom."
After Jiang Ye left, Lu Jing didn’t stay in bed anymore.
While she was washing up, Aunt Li must have arrived, as there were voices coming from the living room.
"Aunt Li, good morning."
"Did the young master stay over last night?"
No wonder she had seemed to see a pair of women’s shoes at the doorway just now,
"Is Miss Lu here too?"
"She is. Just make something simple this morning; she doesn’t have a good appetite."
Aunt Li immediately showed a maternal smile,
"All right, I’ll make some plain congee. It’s suitable for someone with a poor appetite."
So, when Lu Jing came out a few minutes later, Aunt Li was not surprised,
"Good morning, Miss Lu."
"Good morning, Aunt Li."
Looking around, where was there any sign of a man in the room?
He must have gone out for a run.
"Would Miss Lu like some pickles? I sun-dried them myself a few days ago when I was free."
"I’m fine with anything."
"The young master said Miss Lu’s appetite wasn’t good, so I made breakfast a bit simpler this morning."
How should she answer this question?
Aunt Li gave the impression that she saw Lu Jing as the true lady of the house!
But Lu Jing herself was still struggling with the idea.
"That’ll do, that’ll do."
She reluctantly responded and found an excuse to go back to her room.
Half an hour later, the runner returned.
Aunt Li’s plain congee was also ready.
As soon as Jiang Ye entered, he began looking for someone, and seeing this, Aunt Li pointed amusingly towards the room.
Composing herself, she headed to the room.
Inside, Lu Jing was browsing the news and only looked up when she heard some noise.
"What are you looking at?"
She couldn’t afford to waste time.
Jiang Ye made an acknowledging noise, already walking to the wardrobe to take out some clothes to change into.
Finally, from the bottom drawer, he took out a pair of boxer shorts before leisurely heading to the bathroom.
All along, he didn’t think to conceal anything.
What was there to hide?
They were not seventeen or eighteen-year-old sweethearts anymore.
What hadn’t they experienced between them?
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call them an old married couple.
Lu Jing exhaled deeply but didn’t actually say anything.
Being pretentious was fine, but she couldn’t overdo it to the point of being unbearable for herself.
She continued to refresh the news.
But in less than two minutes, the man had already finished his shower and was back, truly expedient.
Droplets of water trickled down onto the floor, a towel draped over his neck, and he didn’t bother to dry his damp hair.
Lu Jing couldn’t stand it,
"Wipe the water off your body!" she reminded.
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Lu Jing had a pillow nearby and immediately threw it at him,
"Try calling that one more time?"
He called out several times in a row, not scared in the slightest.
Lu Jing was nearly fuming with anger, but the man finally calmed down,
"Help me wipe, quickly."
As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed with ease.
Seeing the water drip onto the sheets, Lu Jing could no longer hold back.
He handed it to her immediately.
Luckily, the man had a crew cut, so a couple of wipes and it was dry.
However, as soon as she had finished and tossed the towel aside, she found herself lifted onto the man’s lap.
Before she could even finish speaking, her face was grasped by two large hands, and warm lips forcefully kissed her.
She knew it; this man was trouble!
Every time she got close, she was the one who ended up at a disadvantage.
"That’s enough! Enough!"