Chapter 931: Passionate to the Point of Losing Control

His movements were gentle and tender, fearing he might chafe Song Yinyin’s soft, delicate lips.

Song Yinyin smacked her lips.

"Was the food satisfying?"

Lu Jihan asked again, "Do you want to try some of mine? I added a little bit of Sichuan pepper and chili to mine. Yours doesn’t have pepper or chili because you’re pregnant. Doctor Lv said it’s best to avoid spicy food."

Song Yinyin had been thinking that her bowl of noodles was a bit bland, and now hearing Lu Jihan say that made her want to try his.

She nodded enthusiastically, "Then let me try and see if yours tastes better or mine does."

Lu Jihan nodded, watching his beloved little woman slurp the noodles, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

Song Yinyin took a big bite, feeling it was incredibly delicious, and couldn’t help but nod in praise: "Hmm, hubby, your bowl of noodles seems to taste better."

Lu Jihan simply pushed the bowl in front of him over to Song Yinyin, saying, "Then you can have the rest."

Song Yinyin eagerly picked up the bowl, but before she dug in, she suddenly paused.

She remembered that Lu Jihan hadn’t eaten much the whole evening due to socializing, and now his noodles were being snatched away, which felt a bit apologetic.

Song Yinyin shook her head and said, "How can that be? You haven’t eaten much yourself; you should eat it."

"It’s fine. If you like it, have some more. After all, you’re eating for two," he said with a smile, his gaze tenderly falling on her stomach.

He couldn’t bear to let their baby go hungry.

Song Yinyin thought for a moment and said, "Well... shall we eat together then?"

Lu Jihan agreed, nodding.

Only then did Song Yinyin pick up her chopsticks and take a bite from Lu Jihan’s bowl.

Her eating manner wasn’t very elegant, noodle bits sticking to her face, which made Lu Jihan chuckle.

She looked just like a little flower cat.

Feeling warmth in his heart, he reached out to pinch her chin, then lowered his head to kiss her, conveniently slurping away the noodles at the corner of her mouth.

This suckling turned into something irresistible.

He gently bit her lip, deepening the kiss, patiently and tenderly savoring her lips.

Song Yinyin’s heart melted and softened.

The unhappy tension from the whole evening vanished in an instant.

Since recovering his memory, Lu Jihan often kissed her, trying to make up for what was lost during the period he didn’t remember.

Whether languid, gentle, or passionate, every way he kissed left her defenseless, breathless.

She unconsciously gripped Lu Jihan’s shirt at his chest, the chopsticks in her hand somehow falling to the floor.

But neither cared, unaware, continuing their intimate kissing, caressing each other passionately, losing self-control.

If Song Yinyin hadn’t been somewhat sensible, Lu Jihan might have stripped her right there in the kitchen.

He forcefully calmed the fire within him, pulling Song Yinyin’s soft body away from himself.

Their foreheads pressed together, she hooking her slender waist with her arm, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, both panting and waiting for their passion to subside.

His eyes harbored a flickering flame.

Song Yinyin felt as if she’d been ignited by him, for the first time proactively asking, "Uh, hubby, would you... would you like some special service?"

The fire that Lu Jihan had mostly suppressed was suddenly rekindled by her soft, seemingly deliberately coquettish and tempting voice.

In a sudden rush.

The fire he held within him blazed brightly again in an instant.

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