33 is not enough
How could a kiss torment me like this...?
"Wedding ring," Xue Lu answered seriously. Seeing that Song Qinggui didn't respond immediately, he pursed his lips and continued, "Actually, there are many things I want to buy. I want to buy a wedding ring, I want to have a wedding, I want to go on a honeymoon. But I know you don't like these formalities and hate trouble, so..."
During their university years, when Song Qinggui and Cheng Wuliang were together, Cheng Wuliang mentioned to Xue Lu that on Valentine's Day, he placed heart-shaped candles downstairs in Song Qinggui's building to passionately confess his love. However, instead of winning Song Qinggui's heart, he caused her to give him the cold shoulder for several days. Song Qinggui disliked such "rituals."
As for disliking trouble, that's a conclusion Xue Lu came to after living together as husband and wife for two years.
But Xue Lu still harbored a sliver of hope: if the object were him, would she be willing to give it a try?
Song Qinggui remained silent for a moment, her head slightly lowered as she organized her thoughts, trying to figure out how to respond to Lawyer Xue.
A hint of melancholy flashed in Xue Lu's eyes, but Song Qinggui didn't notice.
Lawyer Xue: "I just went to the gym, and a young girl asked me for my WeChat. I told her I was married, but she didn't believe me."
Xue Lu hadn't really taken his conversation with Chen Fangqi to heart, but he was somewhat hurt by Song Qinggui's silence, so he brought up this little episode to try and make Song Qinggui jealous.
Song Qinggui indeed raised his head: "You want to buy a wedding ring just for this?"
This matter?
Xue Lu felt even more uncomfortable. Was this a trivial matter?
After thinking for a moment, Song Qinggui said frankly, "I just feel that wedding rings are not very practical. I work in a hospital and often go to places like operating rooms, endoscopy rooms and delivery rooms. Wearing jewelry already carries the risk of hospital-acquired infections. In addition, I often deal with patients, and they certainly hope that medical workers can be dressed simply."
Xue Lu appeared calm on the surface, but he was inwardly furious.
Are wedding rings impractical?
This was the first time he'd ever heard of a couple buying wedding rings for practical purposes. Ridiculous!
Xue Lu fell silent, rubbed the water glass in his right hand for a while, then stood up: "Are you full? I'll take out the trash?"
Without waiting for Song Qinggui's reply, she grabbed the leftover food in front of her and threw it into the trash can.
Song Qinggui sat at the dining table, watching Xue Lu busy himself.
She rested her chin on her hand, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. You know what, although President Xue was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he is actually quite capable of taking care of himself and does housework very well.
Xue Lu washed a plate of fruit, turned around, and saw Song Qinggui smiling.
He smiled, but inside he was seething with resentment; what a heartless girl.
Xue Lu ignored her and went to sit on the sofa. He turned on the TV, which was showing an animal documentary about a black panther who fell in love with a female leopard. However, the female leopard already had a mate. The black panther challenged her mate to a duel several times, but was always badly injured and defeated. However, he never gave up.
Xue Lu was even more frustrated, feeling that he had completely entered the heart of this black panther.
He thought he was more important than Cheng Wuliang and Yan Fengqian, but in reality, he was just so-so.
In the end, all the fierce competitors are just clowns.
He picked up the remote to change the channel, and as he raised his arm, a pair of soft, graceful arms wrapped around his waist. Then, Song Qinggui leaned against him.
Xue Lu's heart skipped a beat.
Song Qinggui, nestled in his arms, looked up at him and tentatively asked softly, "Are you angry?"
"I……"
Xue Lu felt that he was too pathetic. He had been cursing in his heart just now, but now he felt his heart melt into a pool of spring water.
She was willing to coax him; what could be more blissful than that?
“No,” Xue Lu said softly.
"No?" Song Qinggui chuckled. "Then what were you doing just now? You almost broke the remote control."
"I..." Xue Lu's confidence crumbled completely after his thoughts were exposed. He honestly said, "I did feel a little uncomfortable when you said that. A wedding ring is a symbol of commitment, not something for practical use."
“Alright, let’s go buy wedding rings, but you have to promise me you won’t buy anything too expensive, since I really won’t have many opportunities to wear a wedding ring.” Song Qinggui said, observing Xue Lu’s expression as he spoke: “Are you feeling any better now?”
Song Qinggui's statement proved that she was still considering the wedding ring from a practical perspective, which naturally displeased Xue Lu, so he frankly said, "No."
Song Qinggui continued, "Hmm... I remember you told me that Jingtian wants to undergo a strategic transformation next year and explore new areas, so you'll be quite busy with work. Once you've finished with the group's affairs, we'll have our wedding. If neither of us is too busy with work then, we'll go on our honeymoon. How about that? Does that make you feel better?"
Xue Lu grew increasingly angry as he listened. Not only did she prioritize work over him, but she also believed that he cared more about work than her. And she had come to this conclusion—that work came first and she second in his heart—yet she wasn't upset at all, and was even quite pleased with herself.
"No!" Xue Lu was no longer able to control his emotions; he was just in a bad mood.
Song Qinggui pondered for a moment, then, as if making up her mind, she slightly raised her chin and pecked his chin with her lips: "How about this?"
This was the first time Song Qinggui had voluntarily kissed him. Xue Lu's body tensed up instantly. It was a physiological reaction of wanting to be loved, which he couldn't control and didn't want to control.
"Not enough." His voice trembled with longing.
Song Qinggui pecked him on the corner of his lips again: "How about this?"
"Not enough." Xue Lu's eyes welled up with tears because of his longing.
Song Qinggui sighed softly and finally pressed her lips to his, just as he had taught her before, lingering and caressing, letting a thin layer of sweat appear on her back, letting her body be enveloped in the increasingly familiar mist of desire.
After a long while, the two separated, panting. Song Qinggui collapsed weakly onto Xue Lu's chest.
How could a kiss cause this much suffering...?
Song Qinggui used her remaining rationality to think about this problem; she never gave up thinking about it, which was highly illogical.
It was just a kiss, yet it drained so much of her energy, even devouring her soul, leaving her almost completely irrational, driven only by primal desires. It was terrifying; it defied all the principles of energy conservation.
Xue Lu wasn't much better off; he felt like he was about to explode. He used almost all his willpower to gradually slow his pulse down.
Once he calmed down a bit, Xue Lu finally had the energy to speak. He gently kissed Song Qinggui's forehead, his voice still carrying the lingering echo of that long kiss: "I just want a formal title."
These words shocked Song Qinggui. She looked up into Xue Lu's eyes. His gaze was deep and gentle, but also carried a hint of defeat.
"I just want the whole world to know that I am your husband and you are my wife." Xue Lu smiled sadly and murmured, "Song Qinggui, you're driving me crazy..."
Xue Lu lowered his eyes.
He was going crazy. He was torn between his feelings and his conscience every day. Sometimes he felt that Song Qinggui had been very good to him. But most of the time, he felt that she hadn't done nearly enough.
Even though he knew perfectly well that her relationship with Cheng Wuliang and Yan Fengqian was in the past, and even though he knew she had no romantic feelings for Luo Deng, he still couldn't help but compare them.
He can't tolerate a draw, nor can he accept a slight victory; what he wants is to completely crush them from every angle of love.
If Song Qinggui has even a little bit of genuine affection for them, then they should be completely devoted to him.
Song Qinggui was loyal to them, so they should be loyal to him.
If Song Qinggui can openly accept millions from them, then he should be able to confidently share tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even billions with him.
Song Qinggui was unwilling to engage in intimate acts with them, but he was willing to do so with him, even to the point of addiction.
...
This is what he wanted.
He knew it was somewhat paranoid, even a bit perverse, but that was what he wanted.
But Song Qinggui was so stingy...
"Lawyer Xue." Song Qinggui noticed Lawyer Xue's distress and tightened his grip on his arm, as if comforting a child. "I understand. Let's go buy wedding rings. No matter how busy we are next year, we'll have a wedding and a honeymoon, okay?"
Xue Lu then nodded.
He held her quietly for a while, his breathing finally becoming calm: "I went for a check-up the day before yesterday..."
"Um?"
“I know you have requirements for physical fitness. I haven’t been with any other women before,” Lawyer Xue said. “I’ve done all the necessary checks, and the reports will definitely be ready before my birthday. I’ll give them to you then.”
Song Qinggui's heart softened again: "Then I'll go check tomorrow too."
That's not what I meant.
“But that’s the only fair way,” Song Qinggui said. “Besides, premarital checkups are very important, and this isn’t just your problem.”
"And another thing," Xue Lu continued, "did you have any requirements regarding my attire that day...?"
Song Qinggui: "Huh?"
"Well... do you have a particular favorite style of underwear or uniform? I'm open to anything."
Song Qinggui immediately jumped up from Xue Lu's body.
She stared intently at Xue Lu, only to find that his expression was the same as usual, dignified and solemn, showing no difference whatsoever.
"What's wrong?" Xue Lu felt uneasy under Song Qinggui's gaze.
“Lawyer Xue, I have something to say to you seriously.” Song Qinggui said solemnly, “Your face is a very upright, rational, and handsome face. But can you please stop using that face to make dangerous remarks?! It’s happened several times now! I really can’t take it anymore.”
Xue Lu lowered his eyes slightly, as if in thought: "You don't like it?"
"This isn't a matter of liking or disliking! This is... this is a matter of legality!"
"We're husband and wife," Xue Lu said calmly. "What can't we talk about? Everything we talk about is legal. Let alone talking, even doing..."
Song Qinggui reached out and covered Xue Lu's mouth, closing his eyes in despair: "That's enough. That's enough."
Helpless, Xue Lu removed Song Qinggui's hand from his mouth and held it in his own: "I'm not joking, I'm serious. Qinggui, I hope that from now on, the memories you create with me will all be beautiful. So you can tell me whatever you want."
Song Qinggui gazed at Xue Lu for a long time, gradually becoming lost in his eyes.
So, he belongs to her from now on, right?
Everything will be wonderful from now on, right?
Those unbearable, grotesque, blood-and-tears-filled past events have been buried forever in the depths of time, haven't they?
Note:
Hospital-acquired infections (HAIs): These infections have various causes. Inappropriate jewelry worn by healthcare workers can sometimes carry pathogens that can affect immunocompromised patients, leading to HAIs. However, not all jewelry is prohibited, and not all departments have strict requirements regarding jewelry wearing.
[Author's Note]
My darlings, since the last chapter was a transitional chapter and I was worried you might get bored, I'm doing a double update today, adding a chapter about the romance. I hope you enjoy it.
In that case, there will be no updates tomorrow or the day after, and updates will resume the day after tomorrow.
I'll be taking a couple of days off to revise the next chapters. After all, our CEO Xue is about to have his night with us, so I need to make it as good as possible. See you Tuesday!
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