Jing Yiren had never voluntarily embraced him so intimately, not to mention rubbing her face against his. Yet this strange little brat had taken away all his exclusive rights and privileges.
Jing Yiren knew that Lu Ming was still angry, but she just couldn't bear to leave this child alone.
She tiptoed and whispered in Lu Ming's ear, "Will it be acceptable if I behave myself tonight?"
Every night, Lu Ming's requests were insatiable.
Now that she was pregnant, even though Lu Ming was very gentle, extremely gentle, she kept bearing in mind the baby in her stomach, so she rejected Lu Ming more than once.
Although Lu Ming always complied with her, there were times when he didn't want to. Every time, he coaxed her for a long, long time, leaving her no option. She could not out-talk Lu Ming, so she agreed.
But lately, Lu Ming had not touched her in many days.
As expected, upon hearing Jing Yiren's words, Lu Ming's expression improved considerably.
He smiled at Jing Yiren.
