Miao Feishuang smiled, "I'm not a clingy woman, I don't have to have you accompany me for dinner. Actually, in a relationship, it's enough for both to keep their own lives. Why insist on demanding from each other?"
Lu Yuhao: "..."
She served him some rice, "Eat quickly! Try this fish dish, it's so sour and tasty!"
Amused by her, and already hungry, he devoured his dinner.
Miao Feishuang propped her head with one hand, watching him eat with such relish, feeling accomplished.
After dinner, she tidied up the table, washed dishes, and mopped the floor.
Lu Yuhao had quickly showered and came out, sniffing himself to check for any sweat before hugging her.
As Miao Feishuang was putting the dishes away, she was embraced from behind.
"Careful, the dishes might fall!" She glared back at him.
"I'll help you put them away," Lu Yuhao said, extending his arm to place the dish inside while holding her.
But this made them press closely against each other.
