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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

n“Eat… Eat…” What does he want to eat? Ning Qing couldn’t believe that those words had come from Lu Shaoming’s mouth. She really wanted to ask, I’m neither a rabbit nor am I a sheep. Why do you want to eat me?

nBut she didn’t ask because she felt that the topic was somewhat inappropriate.

nNing Qing mustered her strength and put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away, but all of a sudden, warmth enveloped her face as the man held her small face in his big hands. She felt something warm and wet working its way up her face.

nHe kissed her sharp jaw tenderly, brushing his thin lips on her delicate face, and finally dropped a kiss on her eyelids. He felt her long eyelashes trembling furiously under his lips and muttered hoarsely, “Qingqing, don’t cry again, alright? Watching you cry just now really breaks my heart.”

nThis man was really fickle; he could change from bull to a lovebird within a second.

nBesides, who was his “Qingqing”? It’s so mushy.

nBut Ning Qing’s eyes were wet, she was moved. She liked how he called her “Qingqing” very much. It was with a similar tone as when he’d called her “Ning Qing”, but with a lot more warmth.

nNever had a man treated her like this. Every kiss he gave her was filled with heartache and pity. The sweet nothings that he’d muttered had caused her heart to melt and beat faster at the same time.

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n“Lu… Lu Shaoming…” Ning Qing called out his name helplessly. She’d felt moved just now, but the feelings behind his kisses had changed as time passed.

nHer earlobes had never been kissed by anyone before, and they was even more sensitive than her waist. His breath, as refreshing and dry as a bamboo, trickled into her ear. It felt wet and ticklish.

nNing Qing was a little nervous. She held her little pink fists up and pushed hard against his chest, but he was as immovable as a wall.

n“Lu Shaoming, what are you doing?”

nThe man’s big hand was wandering down her tender neck bit by bit. His hands were so rough. She could feel the electrifying feelings on her skin caused by the caressing of his fingertips. It was so invigorating.

n“Don’t you know what I’m doing? Qingqing, I want to… you. Are you willing or not?” His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with lust.

nWant to…her?

nHis strong, hot and testosterone-laden scent filled the room. Ning Qing tried hard to hide, but there was no way to. She put her little head on the wall and raised her head to reveal her beautiful tender neck that was as elegant as a swan’s.

n“I… I am your… wife. if you want it, I can’t refuse you, but… Mmph…” Her red lips had been enveloped.

nLu Shaoming kissed her forcefully. He was not a sage yet. He would still desire to have the woman he likes, especially considering her tender appearance. He could barely control himself.

nThe girl trembled violently in his arms. Her fingers clutched his shirt tightly. Her body was stiff. This silly girl had forgotten to breathe again.

nWith a sigh in his heart, he left her lips and buried his head in her fragrant neck, adjusting his disordered breathing.

nNing Qing gasped as soon as she was free of his hold. If he were to force himself on her, she would not resist, but she was really not ready for it. She was terrified.

n“Shaoming, I’m sorry…” She apologized sincerely.

nLu Shaoming shook his head, ruffling her hair as he said helplessly, “You’re still too young, I’ll wait for you to grow up a little bit more… Don’t be sorry. I’ll wait for you.”

nA 20-year-old girl was actually not young anymore. In ancient times, 14-year-old girls were already married and had children. In such an open era as today, 20-year-old girls who were still this pure were rare breeds.

nBut he loves her.

nThat was how much he loves her.

nNing Qing slowly stretched out her two slender arms. She wanted to encircle his strong back and give him a hug. She wanted to embrace him.

nBut right then, two knocks sounded at the door.

nNing Qing’s movements stopped abruptly. She almost jumped from his arms. Their postures were so suggestive, and the light in the room was off. What would someone think if they were to see them like that?

nLu Shaoming let go of her. Ning Qing was a bundle of nerves. She didn’t know where to hide. Finally, she hid behind the door.

nLu Shaoming laughed softly as he watched her desperate attempt at subtlety. Her skin was thin indeed, feeling like she couldn’t face anyone just after but a shred of intimacy.

nPop

nHe reached out and flicked the lightswitch.

nNing Qing blinked and quickly adapted to the sudden brightness. Her small face was very hot. Without looking, she could guess that it must be as red as a lobster. She tidied up her messy clothes with her small hands.

nCompared with her panic, the man was standing calmly with his back straight, with one hand in his pants pocket. He was as comfortable as he was serious.

nFour words to describe him popped up in Ning Qing’s head – Beast in Human Clothes.

n…

nLu Shaoming opened the door and standing outside was Zhu Rui. “President, this is the ice that you asked for.”

n“Ok.” Lu Shaoming took the plate from Zhu Rui’s hand and closed the door.

n“What do you want the ice for?” Ning Qing was curious.

nLu Shaoming strode forward with his long legs to a small sofa in the room and sat down slowly. He placed the plate on the coffee table in front of the sofa. His legs were crossed reservedly. One arm was slung across the back of the sofa, while his other hand was tugging at the tie on his neck.

n“You’ve cried for so long, your eyes won’t get red and swollen tomorrow if you ice them.”

nNing Qing had always known that he was a careful and considerate man. He’d care for her meticulously if she were to stay with him.

nNing Qing walked over and stood beside him. The man pulled out his tie and threw it on the sofa. Three buttons on his white shirt had loosened, revealing a glimpse of healthy tanned skin.

nHe gently pinched his jet black eyebrows with one hand. His handsome face was marked with a touch of fatigue.

nNing Qing suddenly remembered that he had flown to London only yesterday afternoon and said that it would take three days, but it had only been a little more than a day and he’d already come back from his journey.

n“How did you come back so quickly? Did you not sleep?” Ning Qing ‘s beautiful eyebrows furrowed gently. Care and heartache mixed unconsciously in her gentle voice.

n“Yes…” Lu Shaoming murmured softly. “If I hadn’t come back so soon, I’m afraid you’d cry all night, full of devastation.”

nNing Qing bent down, put the ice in a soft towel and wrapped it up. Her long eyelashes were downcast, leaving a quiet and lonely silhouette on her beautiful face. She bit her cherry rhombus lip and muttered, “It’s okay if you don’t come back. I’ve been like this for three years. I’m used to it.”

nAs soon as she spoke, she was enveloped in a hug.

nJust as she was about to exclaim softly, she fell on his thigh. Lu Shaoming took the ice in her hand and placed it on her eyes. “Fool, don’t you have me now? If you don’t want to feel grief next time, we won’t have any more grievances.”

nHis words were overbearing and warm, and the sadness in Ning Qing’s heart was instantly diluted as honey-like sweetness replaced it.

nWe… Lu Shaoming seems to collected to pay much mind to any grievance.

nThis kind of sweetness was very strange, Ning Qing did not know how to respond.

nHe was 1.85m, broad-chested and muscular, he was carrying her 1.68m frame as if she were a little girl. Her beautiful lips lifted slowly lifted into a smile as she shifted closer into the security of his arms.

nAs her dry and swollen eyes were relieved, she looked up at the man. His actions were gentle, but his deep dark eyes were bloodshot.

nThe more tired he was, the deeper the lines around his eyes were, which enhanced his masculine charm.

n“Thank you, for today.” Ning Qing felt that she was going to smitten by his handsome face. She was never a girl who went for looks, but her cheeks would flush repeatedly every time she looked at this man.

nIt was a very bad phenomenon. She didn’t want to become a superficial person, so she coughed and interrupted the silence.

nLu Shaoming put the ice back on the plate and smiled happily. “How much is a ‘Thank You’ worth? If you really wanted to thank me, take some action.”

n“Huh?” Ning Qing did not understand what he’d meant.

nLu Shaoming reached out a finger and pointed to his sharp and handsome face. “Kiss here.”

nNing Qing’s small face was as red as a tomato. He wanted her to kiss him!

nBut they’d just kissed!

nWhy does he like kissing so much?

nNing Qing struggled fiercely in her heart. This man was so kind to her, she should give him a kiss. However, she hadn’t really kissed anyone except her mother.

nThe man smiled and looked at her expectantly. Ning Qing made up her mind and closed her eyes. Holding his handsome face with both her hands, she kissed him.

nThis was embarrassing. She’d kissed the tip of his nose, which was as tall as a hill!

n“Haha…” Seeing that the girl had kissed the wrong place and had immediately frozen with her lips the tip of his nose, Lu Shaoming laughed recklessly.

nMagnetic vibrations rumbled from his chest, causing her scalp to feel numb. Her bloodlust was stimulated. She straddled him and placed her two small hands on his shoulders, lifted his handsome face up, and said viciously, “Don’t laugh! Laugh again and I’ll bite you!”

n“Are you a puppy? Fancy biting people?” Lu Shaoming glanced at her, apparently not taking her words seriously.

nBully!

nNing Qing’s head heated up as she lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite him on the jaw.

nNing Qing regretted it immediately. The man hadn’t shaved for a long time. His stubble stung her tender lips.

nNing Qing knitted her beautiful eyebrows together tightly and loosened her hold on him. She used her hands and wiped her lips with disgust as she said with arrogance, “Do you still dare to laugh at me again next time?”

nLu Shaoming’s body was tense, the girl had no strength at all. The place she’d bitten looked as if an ant had bitten him. She left behind imprints from her little teeth and a bit of saliva.

nVery cute.

nHis black eyes filled with doting indulgence. Lu Shaoming grabbed the back of her head and pulled it to his cheek. His voice was hoarse as he said, “It’s useless to defeat violence with violence. At times like this, you need to use a woman’s gentleness. Be good, kiss me.”

nNing Qing felt that her punch had landed on the cotton. She’d flexed her claws like a kitten, but he’d gently smoothed her hair and said, “Be good, stop playing.”

nIt was a little difficult for the two of them to communicate.

nTheir bodies were almost stuck together. At such a close distance, Ning Qing mustered her courage and looked sideways at him.

nShe could see the man’s knife like facial contours, trimmed clean sideburns, as well as the arc of his strong jawline. There was tiny black stubble on his jaw, with a shiny and glossy spot. It was the place that she had just bitten.

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