Chapter 91 My Wife Has Become Cuter
"You'll have to make it up to me later."
A sudden voice came from behind her. Jiang Qingying frowned slightly and looked at the person behind her through the dressing mirror in front of her.
After a long pause, she finally spoke: "Am I your wife or your business partner?"
"But I really did suffer a loss."
He was so meticulous and calculating that he looked exactly like someone at a negotiating table, unwilling to back down even an inch.
Of course, Jiang Qingying was no pushover either.
"Did I ever ask you for interest every time you asked for more?"
Lu Jinyuan was speechless.
Jiang Qingying chuckled, feeling smug about her resounding victory.
As it turns out, someone was actually preparing a big surprise.
"Interest..." Lu Jinyuan leaned forward, picked up the hair oil from the dressing table, and said casually, "That's fine too."
But Jiang Qingying knew he wasn't just saying it casually. Just as she was about to ask him what happened next, he interrupted her.
"How do I use this essential oil?"
"Squeeze two pumps into your palm."
Lu Jinyuan did as she said, and the transparent essential oil gathered in her clasped hand, the rose scent slowly wafting out. He could smell it; it was indeed her scent.
Is that enough?
Jiang Qingying nodded and continued to instruct, "Rub your palms together to make it more even, then apply the oil to the ends of your hair." She picked up a section of hair and measured the length, "Start applying from here downwards, but be careful not to get it at the roots, or my hair will be oily tomorrow."
Lu Jinyuan obediently did as he was told, then suddenly said, "If it gets oily, I can wash your hair again."
"Are you crazy?" Jiang Qingying raised her fist and punched him in the stomach. "You can wash every day, but I don't want to."
Lu Jinyuan smiled as he endured her barrage of punches.
Just as he was about to finish, Jiang Qingying realized that Lu Jinyuan had unknowingly changed the subject.
She asked again, "What did you mean when you said interest was acceptable?"
Lu Jinyuan: "You mean, I'm willing to serve you too."
Jiang Qingying: "......"
They're just going around in circles!
Lu Jinyuan ignored her mournful gaze, glanced at another bottle of oil on the table, and asked her what it was.
Jiang Qingying glanced at it and said calmly, "Pregnancy oil, to apply to the belly to prevent stretch marks."
Lu Jinyuan hummed in agreement, released her hair, and said softly, "I'll go wash my hands and wipe your stomach for you."
Jiang Qingying didn't say anything, yawned, walked to the bed and lay down, waiting for him to come over.
"There's a professional technique for applying this. Do you need me to teach you?"
“No need.” Lu Jinyuan opened the bottle and said confidently, “I learned it when you first got pregnant, but I never had the chance.”
Jiang Qingying didn't say anything. After all, she rarely relied on him before, especially for such delicate and intimate martial arts. She didn't have any hope for him.
Lu Jinyuan's technique was indeed very professional; it seemed he had really studied it. Suddenly, he stopped and smiled gently, "She's moving again."
Jiang Qingying could naturally feel it, even more clearly than he could feel it with his hands. Seeing his happy expression, she couldn't help but coax him, "She knows it's you and is greeting you." Remembering something, she added, "She also moved a little when we were doing *that* just now."
Lu Jinyuan was in a great mood after listening to her. After the essential oil on her stomach was completely absorbed, he straightened her pajamas and kissed her stomach through the fabric.
Say in a very, very soft voice: "Hello, baby."
Perhaps his kiss and voice had magic, for the next second, the baby in her belly moved even more vigorously. Both were amazed, exchanged a glance, and beamed with happiness.
"You kissed the baby, but not me?" Jiang Qingying was jealous.
Lu Jinyuan was amused. He stroked her cheek with his fingertips, leaned in to kiss her, and coaxed her, "You are the one I love to kiss the most, without a doubt."
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Lu Jinyuan has an overseas meeting tonight, scheduled for 1 a.m. due to the time difference. After putting Jiang Qingying to sleep, he went to his study for the meeting.
Halfway through the drive, there was a knock on the study door.
At a time like this, there could be no one else but Jiang Qingying.
How did she wake up?
Lu Jinyuan was wearing Bluetooth earphones, speaking fluent English. He thought for only a second before taking off one earphone, turning off his microphone, and getting up to open the door.
"squeak--"
The moment the wooden door creaked open, Lu Jinyuan was suddenly embraced around the waist. Looking down, he saw a woman with messy hair who looked like a fluffy doll.
He lowered his voice considerably, "Why are you awake?"
Jiang Qingying looked up, rested her chin on his chest, and looked pitifully with her big, watery fox eyes. "I woke up hungry."
Lu Jinyuan was silent for a moment. The sound of a meeting was still coming from the other earphone. After weighing the options for a while, Jiang Qingying realized that he was unwilling to cook for her.
She was still dazed after waking up and her mental defenses were weak; her eyes turned red in less than two seconds.
Lu Jinyuan was nervous but also felt helpless. He pointed to the Bluetooth earpiece on his ear and said, "I'm in a meeting."
"Ah..." Jiang Qingying finally realized.
It's so tiring, still having meetings in the middle of the night.
How could I bear to let him abandon his work to cook for me?
"Fine, I'll just bear with it."
Lu Jinyuan stopped the person who was turning to leave, "Wait for me."
"Hmm?" Jiang Qingying asked suspiciously, then saw him unplug the laptop's charging cable and walk over carrying it with one hand.
"Let's go, I'll take the computer downstairs."
Jiang Qingying quickly stopped her, "No, that's too much trouble."
Lu Jinyuan held her hand with his other hand and said gently, "No, I don't need to speak for now. They're the ones doing the talking, I'll just listen."
"But you're working so hard." Jiang Qingying was almost moved to tears, and also felt a little guilty. "I'm sorry, I wanted to control myself, but I was really too hungry to sleep."
"What are you sorry for?" Lu Jinyuan's eyes were filled with heartache. He rubbed the back of her head and comforted her, "You're with two people now, so of course you'll get hungry quickly. Besides, how could I let you go hungry and not be able to sleep?"
Jiang Qingying sniffed.
Lu Jinyuan asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Jiang Qingying thought for a moment, "Sour soup noodles, with a little chili and a poached egg."
"Okay." Lu Jinyuan led her to a seat in the restaurant and placed his laptop on the table. "Wait here, it'll be ready soon."
Jiang Qingying nodded, sat down at the dining table, rested her chin on her hands, and eagerly watched as the supervisor worked. Bored, she glanced at his computer and, sure enough, he was in a meeting. The people on the other end probably never imagined that this big boss was multitasking, preparing a late-night snack for his wife while in a meeting.
Fifteen minutes later.
A steaming bowl of sour soup noodles is ready late at night.
Jiang Qingying had been drooling for a long time. She had smelled the aroma while he was cooking, and her stomach was rumbling wildly at that time. Now that the sour soup noodles were in front of her, she looked adorable as she held up her chopsticks, ready to dig in.
Lu Jinyuan took in this scene and chuckled softly, "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."
"It seems like a bit too much." Jiang Qingying stirred the food with her chopsticks a couple of times. "I can't eat too much."
They worry that consuming too much nutrition could lead to an oversized fetus, which would be bad for both the baby and themselves.
Jiang Qingying is a very self-disciplined person. Previously, this self-discipline manifested in her work and studies, but now it extends to her appetite. After her morning sickness subsided, her appetite improved significantly, and she craved sweets even more. However, eating too much could easily lead to gestational diabetes, so she always managed to control her intake, eating less or even avoiding them altogether. Even her portion sizes were limited; when she ate a late-night snack, she only ate a little, just enough to satisfy her craving and avoid going hungry.
"It's okay, you eat first, I'll finish the leftovers for you."
Jiang Qingying smiled, then went to eat with peace of mind.
Just then, it was Lu Jinyuan's turn to speak at the meeting. He gestured to Jiang Qingying, indicating that he wanted to speak.
Jiang Qingying nodded, with half a fried egg in her mouth, and made a zipper-like motion with her fingers on her chubby cheeks.
Lu Jinyuan smiled, but when he focused on his work, he reverted to his rigorous and demanding work attitude.
Jiang Qingying ate quietly the whole time, listening to his fluent English, and didn't find it boring at all.
She ate half of the noodles in her bowl, left him half a fried egg, and then pushed the bowl towards him to indicate that she had finished eating.
Lu Jinyuan glanced at it and silently pointed at the half-fried egg.
Jiang Qingying had no choice but to finish it and give him one last look.
Lu Jinyuan was satisfied and pointed to the stairs, indicating that she should go upstairs to sleep first.
"And what about you?" Jiang Qingying mouthed the question, but didn't say it aloud.
After speaking in English for a while, Lu Jinyuan finally had a chance to reply to her, "It wasn't very fast. Go to sleep, you don't need to wait for me."
Then, our attention returned to the computer-based meeting.
Jiang Qingying looked at him for a while, thought for a moment, put her index and middle fingers together, placed the pads of her fingers on her lips and kissed him, then moved the kiss to the back of his hand.
Seeing him look over, she whispered, "The reward."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slipped away before he could react.
Lu Jinyuan glanced at her retreating figure hastily, a smile playing on his lips, silently thinking: My wife has become adorable.
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