Lu Jing wanted to back away, only to realize that he was already against the sofa, with nowhere to retreat.
He had no choice but to stretch out his hand:
"Alright, stop, don’t come any closer."
The man finally paused, both eyes brimming with joy:
Lu Jing couldn’t help but roll his eyes:
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If he didn’t move, the real danger would be upon himself.
Lu Jing was no young fool, unable to see the dangerous "light" in the man’s eyes.
"Hurry!" He urged again.
Seeing how impatient the woman was, Jiang Ye couldn’t help but laugh out loud:
"Who’s urgent?" Lu Jing was almost stomping his feet.
Jiang Ye, holding back his laughter, knew he really couldn’t do anything at that time:
"Yes, yes, I’m the urgent one, okay?"
He obediently stepped aside.
Lu Jing quickly slipped away, far away, and eventually headed straight into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, the man who remained in place burst into helpless laughter and murmured to himself:
"Running away? Haven’t you heard the saying ’You can run from the monk, but not from the temple’?"
Alright, let’s keep you happy for now; when the time comes, I’ll have my fun!
Plus, thinking about the fabrics he saw in the afternoon, Captain Jiang felt an uncontrollable surge of excitement.
He swallowed twice, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
Lu Jing had also just managed to calm down.
The pot of tomato, pork rib, and corn soup was almost ready; just a stir-fried dish was needed.
However, just as Lu Jing was about to turn on the burner and pour the oil, Jiang Ye, who had appeared behind her at some point, snatched the ladle from her hand:
"I’ll do it, you go rest."
In this regard, Jiang Ye really did excel.
If he was at home, he would never let his beloved wife face the cooking fumes.
After all, those fumes were really not friendly to women!
First was the issue with skin, and then breathing in the fumes was not good for the internal organs.
Men, of course, are more resilient!
His wife, he had to pamper her himself.
Lu Jing was used to it by now; without any surprise, she handed the ladle over to him and stepped back:
"Alright, I’ll leave it to you."
Since his cooking tasted pretty good, Lu Jing was happy to enjoy it.
After leaving the kitchen, she didn’t just sit down to rest; she tidied up the dining table a bit, pulled out chairs, and set the tableware.
Just frying one dish wouldn’t take more than a few minutes.
"Wife, dinner’s ready."
At times like these, Jiang Ye felt a profound sense of satisfaction and happiness.
After all, sharing daily meals throughout the seasons with one’s beloved is something many people spend their lives chasing.
Lu Jing was really uncomfortable being stared at so intently:
"Can you stop looking at me? Eat your food!"
It was unclear why he was always so playful.
In Jiang Ye’s words: Why be serious with your own wife? No need for seriousness at all!
Otherwise, are we waiting for kids to pop out of stones?
Jiang Ye didn’t move, nor did he look away.
Lu Jing pulled a corner of her mouth, then quickly shoved a piece of rib into the man’s mouth:
Just one word, rather forceful.
Sure enough, Captain Jiang slowly chewed on the rib.
Hmm, the one chosen by his wife, definitely delicious!
Seeing that the man had stopped nagging, Lu Jing went back to focusing on her own meal.
For the rest of the time, the two got along very harmoniously.