The man plunked himself down beside her:
"Oh, I remember there was a message from a 'little sister'."
"Little sister"?
Lu Jing's eyes flickered, skeptical.
"Really?"
The man deliberately drew out his tone:
"Of course!"
He made it sound so believable.
The next second, the woman's hand had pinched the soft flesh of the man's waist:
"'Little sister,' huh?
Come on, I'll show you 'little sister'!"
Yikes!
The man sucked in a breath from the pinch:
"Wait, wait, wait, wife, besides you, where are there other 'little sisters'?" he explained.
Hearing this, Lu Jing immediately let go.
The man covered his waist protectively, wary of another pinch.
This woman, so unrestrained.
Really went for the kill!
As if Lu Jing cared, it was just a pinch, how bad could it be?
She scooted further away.
"Go do whatever, stop bothering me."
Late at night, not the time for such high spirits.
She continued to browse on her phone, leaning against the headboard.
