The bus quickly left the small town and entered the mountain roads, and the ride began to get bumpy.
Luo Jie seemed to have a habit of napping in the afternoons, and curled up in Liu Mang's arms like a kitten, she fell asleep.
With her soft and tender look, so obedient, Liu Mang couldn't help but touch her little cheek, ooh, it felt so good.
Lu Mengyao shot Liu Mang a cold glare and whispered, "Look at you, Liu Mang, taking advantage of someone asleep. That's kind of despicable, isn't it?"
Laughing, Liu Mang said, "Look at you, my wife, acting like touching her face is taking advantage, then you hugging my arm is like you're molesting me."
While saying this, Liu Mang glanced sideways at his arm which was being hugged by Lu Mengyao, wishing his entire being could turn into that arm, held forever in her warm embrace.
