After dinner, Li Yun Feng and his wife left. The chef from next door had come directly to the house to cook, then took his leave once he was done. After eating, Jiang Yan Hai went over and washed the dishes.
After washing up, Jiang Yan Hai looked at Li Ruo Bai, who was sitting there looking at something or other, then walked over and scooped her up sideways from behind.
"Ah..." Li Ruo Bai cried out, hurriedly pressing her phone to her chest as she wrapped both arms around Jiang Yan Hai's neck.
"What are you doing..." Li Ruo Bai asked in a coquettish tone.
"I'm wondering why my wife didn't come looking for me after I got back, and was instead staring at her phone." Jiang Yan Hai deliberately put on a stern face.
"Hehe, weren't you washing the dishes?" Li Ruo Bai giggled, completely unafraid of him.
"Is that so?" Jiang Yan Hai carried her over to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He casually turned on the TV and kept her in his lap so she couldn't run away, then lowered his head to look at her chest. "Then let me see."
As he spoke, Jiang Yan Hai leaned his head closer.
"Hehe..." Li Ruo Bai let out a sweet laugh. Rather than dodging, she reached out and tightly pulled Jiang Yan Hai's head against her, then giggled. "I'll smother you to death."
Jiang Yan Hai said nothing, simply breathing in her scent and deliberately struggling a few times. Once Li Ruo Bai let him go, he dramatically took several deep breaths. "Wow, I almost couldn't breathe. So you really can smother someone to death. I always thought that was just a legend."
"Of course. Your wife has a great figure." Li Ruo