Lu Jing couldn't help but roll his eyes several times:
"You think if you say you're not angry, you won't be angry? I can't even control it myself."
Who can control such a physiological reaction?
Not to mention something so infuriating.
Cough.
Could Jiang Ye possibly argue?
This matter was clearly his fault, after all, Jiang Qiu was officially the Aunt.
"Wife, don't be angry, don't be angry, if you're really upset, hit me to vent."
???
Hitting was out of the question, since he had never been one to resort to physical violence.
However, not venting made him extremely uncomfortable.
At last, Lu Jing simply grabbed the man's wrist, lowered his head, and bit down hard.
Jiang Ye's face changed color, but forcefully pulling away would definitely hurt him.
Because of that, he could only endure silently throughout.
Such self-control was unparalleled.
Lu Jing bit for quite a while before he finally let go, feeling much more relieved.
Jiang Ye still couldn't resist teasing:
