After the meal, everyone was a bit tipsy, and Mr. Lu instructed the driver to take them home.
Watching them get into the car, Han Xi and Mr. Lu then returned to the villa.
Han Xi changed her shoes at the entrance and headed to the dining room to help Sister Zhang tidy up.
"Madam, I can handle it myself. It’s already late, you should go rest."
"It’s alright, I’m not tired."
Han Xi rolled up her sleeves and was about to pick up the dishes on the table when Mr. Lu lifted her up horizontally from behind.
Her face flushed as she lightly slapped him: "What are you doing? Put me down, quickly."
Sister Zhang, understandingly, slipped into the kitchen.
"Let me tell you about my first love upstairs."
"Who wants to hear about your first love? I don’t care."
Han Xi admitted she was jealous, thinking of how Mr. Lu had been involved with another woman before her made her particularly upset.
She knew she was being a bit petty and melodramatic, but she couldn’t help feeling jealous.
With the bedroom door closed, Mr. Lu laid Han Xi on the bed and leaned over her.
"While in the army, I did have a girlfriend, but it was only for a week, and she chased me for three years before I agreed to give it a try."
"Did you guys kiss or do anything intimate?"
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"No, we didn’t even hug."
To him, it probably wasn’t even considered a relationship; he never felt moved.
Listening to Mr. Lu, Han Xi’s pettiness slowly dissipated: "If you dare to lie to me, I’ll never speak to you again."
Mr. Lu gazed at Han Xi intently from under his deep-set eyes: "I will never lie to you in this life."
As he spoke, he lowered his head to fiercely kiss the corners of Han Xi’s slightly raised lips, his fiery tongue invading her mouth boldly.
The faint taste of red wine mingled with the male hormonal scent from Mr. Lu enveloped all of Han Xi’s senses.
She lifted her hands to hook around Mr. Lu’s neck, a soft moaning sound escaping from her throat.
The two entangled like dry wood catching fire, Mr. Lu wished he could incorporate Han Xi into his very bones and blood, as the surrounding air suddenly became thin.
Watching the woman asleep in his arms, Mr. Lu raised his hand to smooth Han Xi’s sweat-soaked hair, a smile containing thick honey-like sweetness at his lips.
Early the next morning, Han Xi rubbed her drowsy eyes and sat up from the bed, the room filled with decadent air.
The scenes from last night, not suitable for children, flashed through her mind like a movie slideshow.
Mr. Lu came out from the bathroom, ready to change clothes.
Han Xi nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "When I went shopping yesterday, I bought clothes for you and my brother. Remember to try them on when you come back tonight."
"Alright, I think I should hurry and find a girlfriend for your brother."
Han Xi, while brushing her teeth, popped half her head out from the bathroom: "Why so suddenly concerned about my brother?"
"Getting him a girlfriend would prevent my wife from being distracted."
Han Xi felt speechless, realizing Mr. Lu was again jealous, and this time, over her brother-in-law.
"You’re so childish."
Mr. Lu fastened the watch on his wrist, and strode into the bathroom, raising his hand to pinch Han Xi’s chin: "From now on, don’t buy clothes for other men, or you’ll see how I deal with you."