Long-lived Race

On the bed, Cai Jiajia clung onto Lu Zhiyu's back, her hands roaming over his lean muscles as if she was not willing to let him go. Lu Zhiyu turned around and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. With their bodies touching, they stared into each other's eyes.

Cai Jiajia grinned and said, "I kept having dreams about you after we were apart. Lu Zhiyu, you're a perfect lover to me!"

"A lover? What do you mean?" Lu Zhiyu immediately questioned.

Cai Jiajia smiled at once. "It means that you're not a suitable husband or boyfriend for me. Whether it's me, your Li Wei, or your future girlfriends, we'll all feel that you're unreliable!"

"..."

Lu Zhiyu suddenly remembered something. "Wait. I thought you said that your ex-boyfriend came back. So why are you here now?"