Chapter 66 Be good, wait a while
The lights went out, and the film was playing. It was an old love movie, and it just so happened that the film had reached its most tender moment. Ambiguous and suggestive music slowly flowed from the speakers next to my ears, impacting my eardrums along with the sounds of lingering and passionate kisses.
Lu Jinyuan cupped her face in his hands, his breath close to hers, her moisture, and her passionate response.
"Aww!"
The passionate kiss, which was about to get out of control, was interrupted.
Jiang Qingying was startled and looked at him apologetically: "Gou Dan is still here."
"so?"
Jiang Qing's gaze fell on his full, slightly glossy lips. He unconsciously licked his lower lip and said tactfully, "Not suitable for children."
Lu Jinyuan's throat tightened, and he glanced at Gou Dan with murderous eyes. Gou Dan responded with a fierce look.
He pretended not to see it and wanted to continue kissing. Just as their lips were about to touch, Gou Dan rushed towards him, trying to block him.
"hiss..."
Holy crap!
Jiang Qingying was stunned. Gou Dan's front paws landed precisely on a certain spot on Lu Jinyuan's body. It was fast and naturally, it was very powerful. She looked up and saw the man's restrained expression, and she knew something was wrong.
Are you alright?
Lu Jinyuan's face was extremely cold, his eyes as dark as ink, and his glance at her seemed to say, "What do you think?"
The atmosphere was awkward and heavy.
Dog Egg realized it had caused trouble. It had only intended to knock Lu Jinyuan away, but it hadn't expected it to turn out like this. It didn't understand either.
Jiang Qingying sighed, her face showing the same fearlessness as before her execution. She got up and opened the door to the movie room. "Goudan, get out."
Dog Egg ran away.
It ran incredibly fast, completely oblivious to what its mother was about to face.
Lu Jinyuan sat on the sofa without saying a word, mainly because he was still in pain and hadn't fully recovered. He looked at Jiang Qingying with deep eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Come here."
Jiang Qingying pouted, sat directly on his lap, hugged his waist, and whispered in a voice as intoxicating as fine wine.
"Does it still hurt?"
Lu Jinyuan kissed her red lips, pulled her hand down from his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts, it hurts so much."
Jiang Qingying blinked, feigning innocence, and asked, "What should we do then?"
"You know that." Lu Jinyuan kissed her lips, and at the same time, he put down the sofa, turning the sofa that was originally meant to be sat on into a bed that could be lain on.
Jiang Qingying was a little scared and reminded him, "Be careful, don't step on me."
Lu Jinyuan hummed in agreement, then had her lie face to face with him on her side. He showered her neck with passionate kisses, his burning palms tracing the hem of her clothes upwards. The person in front of him quickly went limp and turned into a puddle of water.
"Untie it yourself."
He gave instructions step by step.
...
The movie theater was heated, and the temperature was rising steadily. The cramped space and increasingly hot air enveloped the two of them, and the squeezed, crumpled leather sofa kept protesting.
The movie is already showing the end credits.
Jiang Qingying opened her eyes, her vision blurred, and in a daze she could see his aggressive and wild side, seducing her. After a while, she couldn't resist and leaned forward to bite his Adam's apple.
A very low, almost imperceptible muffled sound was heard.
He froze, his reason nearly extinguished, and he uttered a few words in burning breath: "Don't you want your hand anymore?"
Her hand hurt, but he wasn't done yet.
So she explained, looking aggrieved, "Only you are comfortable."
Lu Jinyuan was amused. She placed a kiss on the corner of her reddened eyes and coaxed softly, "Be good, we'll wait a while."
Jiang Qingying sniffed, unwilling to serve her anymore.
"..." Lu Jinyuan pulled her back, his attitude leaving no room for argument.
"..." She couldn't refuse.
Dog Egg, Dog Egg.
You are such a good son to your mother!
As he left, Lu Jinyuan scooped Jiang Qingying up in his arms, leaving behind a messy sofa and a projector that hadn't been turned off yet.
Before returning to his room, Lu Jinyuan told the maid to clean the movie room. Jiang Qingying blushed instantly upon hearing this and couldn't utter a sound.
Both of them were covered in sweat, so to prevent them from catching a cold, Lu Jinyuan helped her take a bath.
When it was time for dinner, Jiang Qingying refused to come downstairs to eat, so Lu Jinyuan had no choice but to bring the food up to her.
"Why do I feel like you've become more shy since you got pregnant?"
Jiang Qingying stopped chewing and gave him a resentful look. "Was I really that shameless before?"
Lu Jinyuan: "You forced yourself on me back then."
Jiang Qingying: "......"
"Haven't you heard the saying, 'A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories'?" She paused, then retorted, "Besides, don't you think you're becoming more and more like a scoundrel?"
Lu Jinyuan: "I've only ever heard the saying, 'A hero has no good wife, but a scoundrel marries a beauty.' Being shameless towards one's wife is a good quality."
"...I don't want to talk to you anymore." Jiang Qingying stretched out her hand, pointed to the door, and gestured for him to get lost.
"I'll leave after you've finished eating," Lu Jinyuan insisted.
Jiang Qingying threw down her bowl and chopsticks. "I'm finished eating. You can take it away."
Lu Jinyuan frowned, noticing that the food on the table hadn't been eaten much, and said helplessly, "Don't hold a grudge about this."
“Who’s angry with you?” Jiang Qingying said. “I really have no appetite.”
Lu Jinyuan looked at her.
"My morning sickness is back," Jiang Qingying sighed, emphasizing, "I'm going to throw up if I eat any more."
Seeing this, Lu Jinyuan lowered his head and poured her a glass of warm water: "Drink some water."
Jiang Qingying took it and sipped it slowly. "You go ahead and do your work. I need to rest."
Lu Jinyuan: "Call me if you need anything. I'll be in the study."
Jiang Qingying: "Mm."
Lu Jinyuan took the leftovers from Jiang Qingying downstairs, ate a few more bites himself, and just as he was finishing, the phone rang.
The caller ID showed Qi Xin.
Lu Jinyuan got up and walked to the window, gazing at the dark snow scene outside.
He took it: "How is it?"
Qi Xin: "As you instructed, I have leaked information about the projects that Lu Yichuan invested in to other competitors. Currently, he is facing suppression everywhere, and the effect is very significant."
Lu Jinyuan lowered his eyelashes, his silence radiating an invisible chill, like the biting cold of a mountain peak. "Continue to suppress him."
Qi Xin didn't think too much about it: "Okay."
In the depths of winter, the cold wind was biting and piercing. Large snowflakes fell from the sky, pressing down on the bare branches. As the snow swirled, the fragile branches finally couldn't bear it and with a "crack," the branches broke off and fell to the ground.
What will become of this branch?
They were buried in the abyss by the snow, or crushed to pieces by passing feet.
Ultimately, it's a hopeless situation.
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