When James returned to Lu Mansion, it was past five o'clock in the afternoon.
Elizabeth accompanied her Lydia to watch TV in the living room. When she saw him come back, she went forward to greet him. After getting closer to him, she found that he looked a bit vexed.
In other words; it seemed that he was not in a good mood.
"What's wrong with you?" Elizabeth looked at James and asked, "Why do you look unhappy?"
James came out of the hotel and talked to Benjamin for a while. Then he came back here. In fact, he was not as depressed as he was at the beginning. However, his mood was really affected by the result.
But when he heard Elizabeth's question, he didn't want to tell her what had happened and affect her mood, so he smiled and said, "No, I'm just a little hungry."
Although he was disappointed, he would be fine after a while. Why did he have to tell her about it?
"Hungry? Didn't you eat anything at noon?"
"I ate lunch, but I didn't eat much." Although he ordered so much dishes at noon, he didn't eat much because he was too excited when he thought of the good result at that time. He left with Benjamin early.
“Oh, Auntie Chang is cooking now. The meal will be ready soon. Do you want to eat some fruits first?" After that, she suddenly smiled a little wickedly, "If you don't like fruits, didn't you buy milk powder for pregnant women for me? It tastes good. Would you like me to make a cup of milk for you?" After that, she felt that it was funny and added, "You will definitely like it."
How could James not know that she was deliberately making fun of him? His mood seemed to be much better in an instant, "I bought it for you, so I won't drink it." How could a man drink the milk for pregnant women? Humph... He would be ashamed if he drank it!
"Are you too embarrassed to drink it?" Elizabeth blinked her eyes, "It's not a big deal! The milk is not something strange. Oh..." She drawled, "You think that men shouldn't drink the milk for pregnant women, right? It's okay. I won't tell anyone else, so you can rest assured."
James squinted at Elizabeth, "You say this on purpose, don't you?" After that, he reached out his hand and gently pinched Elizabeth's face, "Honey, you are really getting naughtier and naughtier now."
"What are you doing? Murdering your own wife?"
Hearing this, James and Elizabeth both looked back, only to see that Lydia was leaning against a decorative rack with her arms crossed. At this time, she was staring at James with a pair of eyes full of dissatisfaction.
James raised his eyebrows, "Mom, why are you looking at me like that?"
Lydia glared at him, "You brat! Hurry up and let go of Elizabeth!" As she said this, she rushed forward and pulled James's hand which was pinching Elizabeth's face, "Is this how you treat your wife?"
"What did I do?"
"Are you asking me? Why did you pinch Elizabeth? How dare you pinch her casually?"
James shrugged his shoulders with depression, "I thought I had done something wrong. I just pinched her lightly."
"Men's strength are all strong. Of course you think you pinched her lightly, but does Elizabeth think so?"
Hearing this, Elizabeth was about to speak, but James said, "Look! Her face is not even red. I was just teasing her. Look at how nervous you are!"
In the past, even if he pinched Elizabeth gently, Lydia would say that the love between the young people was so wonderful and sweet.
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