Chapter 87 Holding You Makes It Feel Less Pain
Jiang Qingying grabbed Lu Jinyuan's tie and led him upstairs to the bedroom like she was walking a dog. The bedroom door opened and closed, and the two of them were trapped in a closed space, isolated from the outside world.
The awkwardness came rather unexpectedly.
Lu Jinyuan warned her, "You're about to strangle me."
Jiang Qingying looked down at the fabric she was holding, and immediately let go, grabbing a handful of her hair, feeling full of apology.
"Excuse me."
"Hmm." Lu Jinyuan didn't argue with her. In front of her, he hooked his index and middle fingers around his tie, moved his long neck, and loosened the tie with a pull.
This action is full of male hormones.
Whether it was intentional or not, a few buttons on the white shirt were accidentally undone, revealing glimpses of the muscles underneath.
Jiang Qingying suddenly felt a tickle in her throat and coughed a few times uncomfortably. "I'll go change my clothes first. You can go take a shower later."
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Don't you know how much you've drunk?" Jiang Qingying stopped and glanced at him with a hint of exasperation. "I reek of your alcohol."
Lu Jinyuan had indeed drunk quite a bit tonight. Although he wasn't drunk, his stomach was burning badly. He remembered that he hadn't had a chance to drink the hangover soup he had just had.
"Okay, I'll go downstairs and drink that hangover soup first."
Are you feeling unwell?
"My stomach feels a little upset." Lu Jinyuan touched her face. "You go to sleep first, don't wait for me."
"..." Jiang Qingying pushed his hand away and said awkwardly, "I'm not waiting for you."
She added, "Could you ask Auntie to heat up the hangover soup? Never mind, Auntie's probably asleep by now, I'll go."
After saying that, she was about to leave the bedroom, but Lu Jinyuan grabbed her and pulled her back into his arms.
"...What's wrong?"
Lu Jinyuan let out a long breath and hugged her shoulders tightly. "It's nothing, I just wanted to hug you a little longer." After two seconds, he added, "It's been so long since I hugged you."
Jiang Qingying's face flushed. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her face against his chest, closed her eyes, and said nothing. Lu Jinyuan, worried that she would get tired standing, picked her up and carried her to the sofa, letting her sit on his lap.
"Didn't you have a stomachache?"
"Holding you will make the pain go away."
Jiang Qingying had no idea that he had this effect. She thought that he was a grown man, and if he was really in so much pain, he would naturally find a way to deal with it himself. With that in mind, she felt at ease and nestled in his arms.
Lu Jinyuan's palm remained pressed against her lower abdomen, which was showing a little more than before. Her round belly was even more noticeable when she sat down, and it felt very nice to touch.
“She’s not moving all the time,” Jiang Qingying reminded him. “If she were moving every second, would I even want to live?”
Lu Jinyuan didn't sense anything, so he said, "Then she should be sleeping now."
This statement is strangely childish, yet also somewhat endearing.
Jiang Qingying patiently agreed with him, "Honey, Mommy and Daddy are going to sleep too."
Lu Jinyuan smiled, picked her up and walked towards the bathroom, "Let's take a shower, I'll help you."
Jiang Qingying glanced at him sideways, without saying a word.
Lu Jinyuan naturally understood the meaning in her eyes, and explained with a half-smile, "It's too late, I won't bother you."
Jiang Qingying didn't believe a single word she said. "Do you realize that you have absolutely no credibility when you say these things?"
"Is that so?" Lu Jinyuan asked knowingly.
Jiang Qingying nodded.
Lu Jinyuan placed her on the sink, filled the bathtub with water, and in between, he took a moment to come back and unbutton her clothes, casually giving her a quick grope.
"Since you've put it that way, there's no need for me to keep pretending."
Jiang Qingying's body went weak from his teasing. She kissed him with heavy breaths, and the words spilled from her lips: "You're a thirty-year-old man, what are you pretending for?"
Lu Jinyuan bit her tongue, making her hiss in pain. He pinched her chin with his long fingers and stared at her face with his dark eyes: "Say it again, what about thirty years old?"
“An old man,” Jiang Qingying replied instantly.
"Oh?" Lu Jinyuan carried her to another spot. The two of them stood in the large bathtub, where warm water was mercilessly overflowing and splashing onto the tiled floor with a loud pattering sound.
His voice was tinged with lust, "You're wrong."
"......"
"He's a thirty-year-old...old...man...who's been celibate for too long."
"Hmm..."
......
The clock on the white wall spun and spun. When the long hand pointed to the number 12, the sounds in the steamy bathroom stopped. Half an hour later, the glass door opened, and wisps of steam rose like clouds in the air, only to be quickly swept away by the cold wind and slowly returned to silence.
Afraid that she would get cold, Lu Jinyuan carried her out of the bathroom and quickly tucked her into the bed. He noticed that her bright, watery eyes were unfocused due to dizziness.
He smiled and said, "I'll go take care of it."
Jiang Qingying's dark eyes lingered on his lips, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. She blushed and felt a surge of heat rising within her. She hurriedly looked away but her gaze fell on a certain spot. She took his hand and asked, "Don't you need help?"
"Need not."
"Well..."
"If you say another word, you won't be able to run away."
Jiang Qingying shut up and gave him a playful glare.
Lu Jinyuan felt an unbearable pain in his heart, so he didn't say anything more and turned around to go back to the bathroom to take a shower.
He hadn't actually done anything to her; instead, he had pleased her in a different way. It was like opening the door to a new world, experiencing a unique kind of pleasure.
At the same time, she was also about to drown in that confined and narrow space, where various sounds seemed to reverberate around her ears, and even now, the echoes still seem to linger in her ears.
Jiang Qingying watched his back as he disappeared. After he disappeared, all she could see was the tightly closed glass door. Soon after, if she listened carefully, she could hear some indescribable breathing sounds mixed in with the sound of water.
This is terrible.
It's also very agonizing to listen to from the outside.
After waiting for a while, she was so sleepy that she couldn't stand it anymore, and she fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
After Lu Jinyuan finished dealing with the situation, he came out and saw the person sleeping soundly on the bed. He dried himself off before getting into bed and hugged her from behind. He accidentally pressed down on her hair and woke her up.
Even in a half-awake state, Jiang Qingying could still throw a tantrum, kicking him from under the covers.
He smoothed her messy hair. She hadn't cut her hair since she got pregnant, and now it was almost up to her chest. He pinched her black hair, rested his chin on the top of her head, and coaxed, "Sorry, sorry, I won't press on your hair anymore. Go back to sleep."
"I'll get my hair cut another day," Jiang Qingying said, her brows furrowed, as if she were talking in her sleep.
The voice was too soft and the syllables were indistinct, so Lu Jinyuan didn't hear it clearly and gave up, holding her as they drifted off to sleep.
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