Lu Jing shot a glance at the man beside him and, the next second, picked up a soup dumpling and placed it into someone’s bowl:
To quickly silence that mouth.
Aunt Li really couldn’t hold back.
Jiang Ye, however, was obediently silent and used his hands to stuff the dumpling into his mouth, looking very satisfied.
Breakfast ended in an atmosphere where neither of them spoke a word.
But, you know, even though no one was talking, the whole room was filled with a pink air.
Lu Jing had changed into a T-shirt and jeans he’d worn a few years back, while someone had just taken a quick shower in the spare bedroom’s bathroom and emerged wearing only a towel around his waist.
The water dripped from his hair down his neck, flowing to his waist.
There were no clothes to change into in the spare bedroom, after all.
So, when Lu Jing finished applying skincare products and came out of the bathroom, he was greeted by such a tantalizing scene.
He sharply inhaled a cool breath, and his pupils gradually dilated.
"Are you satisfied with what you see?"
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"Jiang Ye! Are you an exhibitionist?" He instantly turned away.
His heart was thumping wildly, as though it would jump out of his chest.
Who could remain calm after such a visual shock so early in the morning?
"You’ve seen it before, what’s the big deal?"
Hearing this, Lu Jing’s whole body shuddered even more.
Then, in a panic, he ran out, slamming the door behind him.
Fortunately, Aunt Li had already left earlier.
Otherwise, how embarrassing would that have been?
Sitting in the living room, he casually grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the coffee table, twisted off the cap, and gulped down several sips, which seemed to calm him down a bit.
In his heart, he had already cursed the damn guy more than eight hundred times!
And the one being cursed moved quite quickly.
He put on casual dark-colored loose-fitting clothes, which made him look much younger, almost like a twenty-two or twenty-three-year-old college graduate.
After changing, he casually ran his hand through his hair and checked himself in the mirror before stepping out satisfied.
Hearing the noise, Lu Jing looked up to see someone already standing there.
Their eyes met, the man’s imposing dominance, along with his deep affection, was on full display, unhidden.
Lu Jing was the first to look away, then stood up with a ’swoosh’:
People always say he can handle both carrot and stick, but Jiang Ye really doesn’t follow the beaten track!
In front of Lu Jing, he was just a little chick, utterly devoured.
Only when Lu Jing was truly angry would the guy behave.
Now Lu Jing was already waiting at the door; Jiang Ye couldn’t continue his teasing, he sighed quietly, and approached.
Once beside him, he ruffled the woman’s hair with his hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Venting my frustration!"
Lu Jing didn’t realize what Jiang Ye meant until after they had left the house and entered the elevator.
Suddenly, her face turned red all the way down to her neck.
Involuntarily, she took a step back, trying to put some distance between her and that man.
But just as she stepped back, she was pulled forward again.
"Stop fidgeting. Am I going to eat you or what?"
"Oh, okay, I’ll listen to you."
Lu Jing was momentarily speechless, glaring at him.
Jiang Ye, however, found it incredibly cute and couldn’t resist wanting to be more touchy-feely.
But the woman sensed it right away:
"Don’t mess around, there’s surveillance!"
Most likely, someone was sitting behind the monitor right now, watching.
This damn guy really didn’t care about the occasion.
He was truly whimsical to the extreme.