His little wife, the presence of just him, one man, was enough in her eyes.
Even if that man was his own elder brother, it wouldn't do.
Serena Summers pressed her lips together and sneaked a laugh, tiptoed to give Lucas Shaw a peck at the corner of his lips, and whispered in his ear: "Hubby, your jealous look is so cute."
Lucas Shaw's handsome face darkened.
Who ever uses the word "cute" to describe a man?
Just as Lucas Shaw was about to retort, he suddenly heard Serena's next words, "I really like it."
Lucas Shaw's eyes deepened, disregarding the gazes of those present, he directly bent down, lifted her by the waist, and strode towards the upstairs.
Serena Summers, suddenly lifted into the air, exclaimed instinctively, frightened and hurriedly clung to the man's neck.
As they stepped into the bedroom, Serena was set down.