After drying her hair, Lu Jinghan carried Han Xi to the sofa beside them. He bent over to remove the bedsheet with that smear of bright red from the bed, replaced it with a clean one, and then took Han Xi to the dining room.
Seated at the dining table, Han Xi looked at the dishes, tilted her head, and kissed Lu Jinghan's thin lips: "You're really sweet."
Lu Jinghan was easily provoked by this woman, lowered his head, and deepened the kiss, until the air became thin and Han Xi found it hard to breathe, then he released the woman in his arms.
If he weren't worried about her overexerting her body, Lu Jinghan would have wanted her right there.
Han Xi was breathing messily, shyly tucked her long hair behind her ear, bit her red and swollen lips from the kiss, not daring to look at him.
Lu Jinghan rubbed Han Xi's strands of hair, his clear voice carrying a hint of hoarseness: "Let's eat."
