In the end, it was Lin Mubai who admitted defeat first, sighing slightly. He gestured to An Nan, his voice low, "Come here."
An Nan looked up in surprise and then reluctantly walked forward, her head lowered, so she didn't see the undisguisable smile in the man's eyes.
Lin Mubai didn't say much. He stretched out his arm, applied a bit of force, and An Nan was already sitting on his lap. She quickly began to struggle, her face showing an awkward blush. Even though they were married, she was still not accustomed to such intimacy.
Facing An Nan's small movements, Lin Mubai remained unmoved, sitting stably like a mountain, his arm around the person like an iron arm. The other hand gently patted the person's backside, his tone disapproving, "Don't move."
