How Is He In Bed?

"Brother Tian," Lu Lian smiled at him, "Good to see you."

"Good to see you, little girl," An Tian replied and noticed the other two sitting on either side of Lu Lian on that long couch. "Oh! President Lu, Mrs. Wen, good to see your husbands let you be free."

"They have work to do," Ming Lan replied while Jiang Yuyan rolled her eyes at him and looked away. She knew there was no use in arguing with him on his teasing remarks. 

He chuckled lightly, "Woh, that eye roll almost killed me, President Lu. Why do I feel like you are turning prettier each passing day?"

"It happens when you don't get to see many pretty women around you often so you find me getting prettier, you annoying psychiatrist," Jiang Yuyan said with a glare. 

"Well, President Lu, today I am your designer. Don't you want me to design nice dress so your man lose his mind just like how he did on his own engagement's dress trial...."