Understanding the meaning behind his words, Jiang Yuyan said, "I am talking about the food that is on the table."
"But I want the food that is in my arms at the moment."
Lu Qiang let her go and observed her from head to toe. "You look hot when you are messy and I don't want to stop myself from engulfing this messy hotness."
"Wait!" She thought about something. It was how her mother-in-law looked at her teasingly and remembered her words- sometimes looking raw is more attractive.
"So your mother knows what you like." Jiang Yuyan concluded.
Lu Qiang nodded. "She does, but why did you suddenly think about her?"
"Nothing. Let's have dinner." Saying she moved to pick up the bag, but Lu Qiang stopped her. "Let me have dinner in my way."
Holding her hand, Lu Qiang took her inside the lounge. Closing the door to press her against it, Lu Qiang kissed her.
