When the palace servants saw Xie Jingrun carrying a dish in each hand as he came out of the small kitchen, they were almost speechless with astonishment.
This scene is so jarring.
Where is the promised awe-inspiring, domineering, and ruthless demeanor?
The palace servants thought they were hallucinating.
They found it hard to adapt to such a down-to-earth emperor.
Rong Qingqing then brought out two dishes from the small kitchen.
Seeing everyone's reaction, she belatedly realized that she had just ordered the king of a country to serve the dishes.
"What are you standing there for?" Xie Jingrun's voice pulled her back to reality.
Only then did she see Xie Jingrun return, and he was already standing in front of her.
Seeing her lost in thought, Xie Jingrun rubbed her head and said, "What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and go eat." Then, he naturally took the plate from her hand.
Seeing the man walk into the house, Rong Qingqing came to her senses and followed him.
Xie Jingrun was indeed the ruler of a country, but in her eyes, he was simply her husband.
This realization filled her heart with sweetness.
The two sat facing each other.
Looking at the dishes on the table, Xie Jingrun turned his head to look at her and asked, "What's so special about today? Why did you suddenly decide to cook for me?"
Rong Qingqing served him a bowl of soup, pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "If you think it's a good day, then it's a good day."
Xie Jingrun thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Did Zhao Cheng come here this morning?"
"Mmm," Rong Qingqing mumbled in response, then lowered her head to drink her soup.
Xie Jingrun's lips curled up slightly, and he finally understood why she was being so virtuous today.
After dinner, Rong Qingqing had just entered the bathroom to take a bath when Xie Jingrun followed her in, hugged her from behind, and brushed his warm lips against her ear, "Is it... okay tonight?"
Rong Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. She turned her head to look at the man behind her, listening to his slightly heavy breathing. Without saying a word, she turned around and hugged his waist.
She could understand him; after all, he was still young and experiencing love for the first time. He had endured for a few days, but he probably couldn't hold back any longer.
Her actions were nothing short of encouragement.
Joy filled Xie Jingrun's eyes and brows.
He lifted her face, leaned down and kissed her, his long fingers playing with her belt.
Before long, the clothes lay limp on the ground.
The woman's dazzlingly white skin caught his eye.
His slightly narrowed eyes were tinged with a hint of sullenness.
Rong Qingqing felt hot all over from his gaze, and even her toes curled up shyly. Just as she was about to raise her hand to cover herself, he suddenly leaned down and picked her up.
Thinking about what would happen next, Rong Qingqing bit her lip.
Soon, the sound of wading in the bath could be heard.
Rong Qingqing suddenly regretted it and dared not tease him in the bathroom.
Contrary to his usual cold and aloof demeanor, Xie Jingrun was so warm and welcoming that Rong Qingqing couldn't handle it.
Listening to the woman's broken and incoherent voice, it was as if a wild beast was awakening within him, and he was so engrossed in it that he repeated it over and over again, without ever getting tired of it.
...
After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the clean room subsided.
The door to the clean room opened, and Xie Jingrun came out carrying Rong Qingqing. In his arms, the woman's long hair fell down, and her face still had a blush. She curled up in his arms like a kitten.
As soon as she reached the bed, her long eyelashes trembled. She felt the man's hot hand supporting her legs, and her heart skipped a beat. Forgetting her pretense of sleep, she quickly spoke up to stop him, "No, it's too late, I want to sleep..."
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