Wen Xian blushed and quietly turned her face away.
This man really does get jealous over everything.
Yet, driven by curiosity, she couldn't resist whispering in Lu Xiao's ear:
"Darling, do you think there's something off about those two?"
Lu Xiao's hand rested on her shoulder, pulling her in so she leaned against his shoulder, and he murmured lowly:
"Are you that curious about other people's privacy? What the two of them want to do is their own freedom and choice. If he doesn't want you to know, then don't speculate arbitrarily."
As he said this, his lips brushed against her ear, his voice even lower and huskier:
"Instead of that, why not be curious about your man's hobbies? Ask me anything, and I'll tell you."
For the usually reticent Lu Xiao, it was rare for him to say so much.
Wen Xian, hearing this: "..."
She looked straight ahead, her lips slightly curving into a smile, and gently pinched his hand with her fingers.
