So strange, even though everything in front of her was vibrant and full of life.
"Hey, you're not seriously doing this, are you?"
"What, are you shy now? My beloved wife, Lu, Xiao Lu…" Third Young Master Jun's enchanting voice, soft as the night, was irresistibly alluring, and his eyes full of teasing intent were intoxicating.
Ye Lu bit her lip, itching to pounce on him and trample him, but she humphed, "I'm serious here, stop playing, or I'll beat you to death if you dare to mess with me again."
"Tch, not fun at all. Alright, I'm here on serious business," said ThirdYoung Master Jun, his tone becoming stern, as he beckoned her with his finger, "Come here, sleep with me."
Ye Lu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
She nearly threw a pillow to bash his head, but seeing his unexpectedly serious expression made his peach-blossom-like face look especially comical, and it really didn't seem like a joke.
