The heart felt like riding a rollercoaster.
The more nervous Lu Ming got, the brighter Jing Yiren smiled.
She just loved seeing Lu Ming so concerned about her.
Suddenly, Jing Yiren darted toward the spacious staircase in the middle of the living room.
Startled, Lu Ming leapt up and caught her in his arms, and the two fell heavily to the ground with a loud thud.
"..." Lu Ming ended up on the bottom.
Jing Yiren had been confident she could make the leap, but who knew Lu Ming would suddenly grab her mid-air, forcefully bringing her down.
Frightened, Jing Yiren's pretty face turned pale as she lay atop Lu Ming, anxiously checking him.
"Honey, are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
"..." The impact with the floor had been loud, but luckily he wasn't injured—just a little sore.
Lu Ming, holding onto Jing Yiren's waist, shook his head: "Just don't go flying around like that and scaring me, okay?"
"I was only trying to have some fun!" Jing Yiren pouted, her lips curling.
