If I don't stop now, I won't even need to leave the house anymore, and Lu Jing certainly didn't want to miss work because of something like this.
Jiang Ye's eyes were filled with a certain desire, which was quite shocking.
The hand gripping the woman's waist unconsciously exerted some force.
"Ouch, do you think you're pinching wood and it won't hurt?"
"Sorry."
That wasn't on purpose.
Lu Jing stood up from the man's lap, straightened her clothes, rolled her eyes a series of times, and then left the room.
The person, on the other hand, stayed in the room for several minutes before coming out.
At this time, Lu Jing was already sitting at the dining table, drinking porridge, not even glancing over.
The man, knowing he was in the wrong, didn't dare to cause any more trouble and obediently took a seat next to her.
Ten minutes later, both had finished eating.
They quickly cleaned up, left the house, and went to work.
