出轨的姐姐

“There are some snacks and dishes inside. I made them myself and brought them to you.” Lin Jin’s voice was already beginning to tremble.

Lu Zhao sized up Lin Jin.

“I never accept frivolous, fraudulent business partners. You should reflect upon yourself before coming to me with another proposal.” Lu Zhao pointed at the door.

Lin Jin’s face turned red and white. The embarrassment of being exposed made her wish she could bury herself in the ground.

As soon as Lin Jin left the room, Lu Zhao picked Luo Ying up from under the table. He placed Luo Ying on the table and reached out to gently pinch her waist.

“What’s wrong? Did you hide under the table because of her?” Lu Zhao’s gaze was a little playful.

“Of course not. I was hiding here to give you a surprise. How could I have expected her to come in?” Luo Ying picked up the lunch box and looked at it with some heartache.

“The two of you shook it around so much that they’re all probably broken up.”

The snacks she made were butterfly puffs and pastry, which could not withstand so much jolting.

In the car just now, she had carefully cradled the box in her arms.

“I like it even if it’s broken.” Lu Zhao patted Luo Ying’s head.

Luo Ying’s actions made him feel very pleased.

Luo Ying opened the snack box with heartache. Fortunately, the snacks inside were not badly broken.

She reached out to pick up a puff and put it at Lu Zhao’s mouth. “I made it myself. Try it.”

Lu Zhao ate the puff with Luo Ying’s hand.

The outer skin of the puff was soft, and there was a lot of cream inside. It was very sweet, and the excess cream squeezed out of the puff and smeared onto Luo Ying’s hand.

Lu Zhao did not hesitate. He stuck out his tongue licked the cream up.

Luo Ying’s pretty face turned red at his flirtatious actions.

“You’re acting like a hooligan,” Luo Ying said unhappily.

“When did I act like a hooligan? I’m eating.” Lu Zhao’s smile deepened when he saw her. Why was his little girl being so shy?

“You can just eat it. Why did you have to lick my hand?” Luo Ying’s voice became softer as she spoke. She puffed up her face in protest like a cute little squirrel.

Lu Zhao reached out and pinched her cheek to rub it.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Luo Ying’s lips.

Luo Ying pouted in protest. The man’s lips and teeth still had the fragrance of the cream. As their lips and teeth met, Luo Ying felt a little breathless. She reached out and hugged Lu Zhao’s neck.

After the kiss, Luo Ying leaned against Lu Zhao. “You’re kissing way more than actually eating.”

Lu Zhao smiled and took a piece of snack from the snack box and put it into

Luo Ying’s mouth. “Why are you bringing me food?”

“I’m going overseas soon. I’m afraid you’ll be lonely, so I’m leaving you with some good memories,” Luo Ying mumbled. “How is it? Are you satisfied?” Lu Zhao nodded. “Very much so.”

“I’ll get the chef to send it to you every day,” Luo Ying said with a smile.

“Alright.” Lu Zhao nodded and looked at her dotingly.

The two of them ate together.

Luo Ying had already eaten prior to the visit, so she didn’t eat much. She sat at the side and started playing games.

It had been a long time since she returned to the game.

After being traumatized by Lin Ping, she had long lost the mood. After all, she had no intention of developing anything with him.

She opened the game and found that Lin Ping was online.

She did not even have time to close the game when Lin Ping’s message arrived. It was a voice message. “Why haven’t you been online recently? You hardly play with me. I still miss you.”

Before Luo Ying could react, the game had already played Lin Ping’s voice.

The entire room fell silent.

Lu Zhao looked at her, and his gaze had already become dangerous.

“You better explain this,” Lu Zhao looked at her and said.

“I sure can.” Luo Ying raised her hand and swore, “I swear, it’s nothing like that.”

Luo Ying pouted and looked extremely cute. Lu Zhao nodded. “What else?”

“He’s just someone who plays games with me.”

“Yes… sounds like you’re close.” Lu Zhao’s eyes were filled with playfulness. A sentence flashed through Luo Ying’s mind repeatedly, ‘I’m done for.’

“It’s true. You have to believe me,” Luo Ying said. “Then why does he sound like Lin Ping?”