When Lu Xingzhi went to open the windows, Jiang Yao took the opportunity to swallow two more mouthfuls. When her husband was done and stood in front of the windows, she ran over to him and hugged him. She tiptoed to his lips and acted coquettishly. "I haven't seen you for a day. I miss you so much. Kiss, kiss."
Jiang Yao was right about one thing—she had missed him after not seeing him for a day.
Jiang Yao was not someone who liked to stick to others. She was an independent woman and rarely acted coquettishly with Lu Xingzhi. Therefore, Lu Xingzhi enjoyed it very much.
Even though he could not stand the smell of durian on her body, Lu Xingzhi's heart softened when he saw her looking at him with her soft eyes and the way she tiptoed and pouted to ask for a kiss.
He reached out and patted Jiang Yao's head. He lowered his head and gave her a light peck on her lips. Just as he was about to kiss her deeply, the smell spread between his lips and teeth.