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  Zhou Shuang nodded. “Drive safe.”


  “Okay.” Xuxu continued, “After Jiaojiao has recovered, let’s catch up over a meal.”


  She waved at Jiaojiao and said, “Tomorrow, I’ll bring Wenxin and Nuoxing along to play with you.”


  Jiaojiao smiled happily.

  Lu Yinan watched as Xuxu left the ward and furrowed his eyebrows rather gloomily. “This couple is seriously protective of each other.”


  He had to praise Xuxu to the skies with Yan Rusheng around. He had to say how talented, smart, gentle, and virtuous she was.

  No shortcomings were to be mentioned.

  To his surprise, he couldn’t criticize Yan Rusheng in front of Wen Xuxu too.

  How could this couple be so defensive, and yet so…… loving?

  Young Master Lu crossed his arms. There was a crease in the middle of his eyebrows. Xuxu and Yan Rusheng had left him fuming.

  He impatiently tugged at his collar as he threw a glance at Zhou Shuang.

  Zhou Shuang was peering at Jiaojiao who lay in her arms. She exuded motherly love, which was also a woman’s innate charm.

  Lu Yinan’s heart softened, and he walked over. He bent and sat down next to Zhou Shuang as he pretended to shower Jiaojiao with concern.

  “Jiaojiao, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?” As he spoke, he stroked Jiaojiao’s cheeks.

  At the same time, he inched his head nearer to Zhou Shuang’s chest.

  His hair almost pricked Zhou Shuang’s chin.

  Zhou Shuang furrowed her eyebrows and leaned her body backward.

  Lu Yinan slyly moved together with her and naturally, and it was hard to detect that he was doing it on purpose.

  The light scent of his shampoo had assailed Zhou Shuang’s nostrils. It tickled her heart like a feather.

  She gazed at his hair and forgot to move. Or perhaps she didn’t bear to leave him or maybe something else had clouded her senses.

  Jiaojiao’s voice sounded. “I want to eat dumplings. Dumplings with vegetables and meat.”


  “Sure.” Lu Yinan nodded and noticed that Zhou Shuang didn’t avoid him. He decided to be bolder, so he pressed his head lightly against Zhou Shuang’s chest. He smiled and asked, “Jiaojiao, ask Mommy what she wants to eat.”


  He stole a glance at Zhou Shuang. A sly smile flitted across his face.

  Jiaojiao nodded and raised her head. “Mommy, Daddy asks you what do you want to eat?”


  “Mommy is not hungry. Jiaojiao should eat.” Zhou Shuang eyed Lu Yinan and a cold smile appeared on her face.

  She placed Jiaojiao on the couch and brushed her hair. “Mommy will buy the dumplings.”


  “I’ll get it, it’s cold outside.” Lu Yinan hurriedly rose and he turned to Zhou Shuang. “What do you want to eat? I’ll go get it for you.”


  He added, “If you don’t feel like eating now, then I will buy for you later again.”


  Zhou Shuang bowed her head in silence.

  Lu Yinan pressed his lips and the atmosphere turned awkward. “I’ll be back soon.”


  Zhou Shuang didn’t reply.

  “Daddy is so good.”


  The door closed and Jiaojiao raised her head at Zhou Shuang. “Mommy, you’re so lucky to have a good husband.”


  Zhou Shuang was speechless.

  She suspected that it was either Lu Yinan or Madam Chen Anyun who had taught this lass.