"I know," Luo Ying broke free from Lu Zhao's arms and leaned over to kiss the corner of Lu Zhao's lips. Okay, okay, don't be jealous anymore. Let's go home, okay?"
Luo Ying's kiss won Lu Zhao's favor, and he was like an angry puppy that was pretending not to enjoy a good patting. He nodded, unlocked the car door, and led Luo Ying home.
The two of them interlocked their fingers. Although Lu Zhao had been coaxed, he still seemed to be in a grumpy mood.
Luo Ying didn't understand what had happened, but she comforted him nonetheless.
Over the following days, Lu Zhao went on a business trip again because of work.
This time, he needed Sirius' expertise, so they two men traveled together.
Before the plane took off, Lu Zhao was still looking at his phone.
"When did you get glued to your phone like that? You're always hugging it. Do you have a little lover somewhere in your phone?" Sirius said with a smile, but quickly realized that he was wrong.
