She really wished this moment could just pause, and then simply last until the end of time.
"Jiajia, is everything okay over there?"
Lu's mother returned, intending to help her, but halted abruptly at the sight in the kitchen.
Su Jia heard her and panicked, instinctively trying to break free from Lu Yanhe's embrace.
But no matter how strong a woman could be, she would never match a man's strength.
In the past, Lu Yanhe gave in to her, but if he really exerted his strength, probably even two of her wouldn't be his match.
Lu Yanhe glanced toward the kitchen door, his eyes showing obvious discontent.
Lu's mother held back her laughter, thinking that laughing outright might be too disrespectful to her son, but resisting it was truly uncomfortable, so she had no choice but to say leisurely, "You guys... continue..."
Listening to her footsteps gradually fade away, Su Jia's face turned beet red.
Now, she truly felt embarrassed.
