"..." Are you worried she's too tired?
Jing Yiren raised an eyebrow, stepped towards Jiang Duoduo, gave Duoduo a glance, brushed past her and stood in front of Lu Ming.
She gazed at Lu Ming but addressed Duoduo, "Is it your place to worry about whether my husband is tired?"
"..."
Then, Jing Yiren questioned Lu Ming, reaching out to touch his damp clothes, tracing circles on his skin through the wet fabric.
"Husband! Are you tired?"
At Jing Yiren's provocation, Lu Ming took a deep breath.
Corner of his mouth ticking upwards, he seized her mischievous hand, brought it to his lips, and lightly kissed it.
His other hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.
He turned, pressing Jing Yiren against the wall as if intentionally showing Duoduo.
Lu Ming passionately kissed Jing Yiren's lips.
"We'll know if I'm tired by testing it out!"
"With such energy, it seems you're not tired at all!"
