His wife was so dazzling, standing there lazily and shooting arrows, full of confidence. Each arrow not only hit the target, but also increased his admiration, making him crazy, infatuated, and intoxicated with her. Ji Yan could not help but lower his head and plant a gentle kiss on Shen Hanxing's red lips. He was trying to restrain himself and his heart was throbbing. If there weren't so many irksome people around, he would have definitely savored her sweetness, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her until she was like a puddle of water.
Lu Shaoyang's face was ashen as he looked at the scene. His throat was so dry that he swallowed his saliva. He had a bad feeling. The loving scene between Ji Yan and Shen Hanxing was extremely glaring to him.
"Young Master Lu, you let me win." Shen Hanxing looked at Lu Shaoyang with a faint smile in her limpid eyes. She said, "It seems that I've won this round."
