Chapter 367 I Only Like You
Chapter 367 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious" starts unfolding: When Lu Qing returned to the master bedroom, Qin Miaomiao was lying on the bed,... Discover more!
When Lu Qing returned to the master bedroom, Qin Miaomiao was lying on the bed, covered tightly with a blanket, only exposing her small face, which looked slightly flushed with an unusual shade of red.Lu Qing pulled off his tie, threw it onto the bed, and stood by the bedside watching her, a flicker of darkness passing through his eyes.
"Did you clean it off?"
"Cleaned it."
"Whatâs with the video?"
Here it comes. Sure enough, thereâs no way this King of Jealousy wouldnât ask about that. Qin Miaomiao looked completely innocent and earnestly explained:
"I fell down and couldnât walk, so Rong Lan helped me up."
Lu Qingâs eyes darkened further, his tone brooking no argument:
"Terminate his contract, or Iâll blackball him. Your choice."
Qin Miaomiao glared at him: "Why are you so overbearing?"
"If I were truly overbearing, Iâd have already crippled his hand for daring to touch my woman. Heâs courting death."
Qin Miaomiao shivered, conceding that when this man gets jealous, thereâs absolutely no reasoning with him.
She quickly tried to calm him down: "As for Rong Lan, I wonât meddle anymore. Let someone else handle it, okay? Heâs not easy to sign on. Plus, isnât he kind of a flagship for our company? How can we just let him go so easily?"
Lu Qing scoffed lightly, turned his face away, and said coldly:
"Is he your old lover?"
"Huh?"
"Childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates, gravely ill, left the country, separated by destiny, and now reunited, sparks flying like wildfire, isnât that right? Your old flame reignited, huh?"
Qin Miaomiao stared at him, completely flabbergasted, and clapped her hands together:
"Husband, when did you start speaking in idioms?"
"Terminate the contract, or blackball him. Choose one."
He repeated firmly, his face dark and cold. Based on Qin Miaomiaoâs understanding of him, he was already teetering on the edge of fury!
Qin Miaomiao grabbed him and held him down, flipping him over so she was straddling him. Then she picked up his tie, binding his hands with it, gritting her teeth in frustration:
"So what if someone hugged me? You let someone into your room at night too! Did I say anything?"
Lu Qing leisurely looked up at her, obediently letting her tie his hands. From his angle, this queen-like aura she exuded was absolutely captivating to him.
"Your wife is fair-skinned, beautiful, graceful, loved by everyone, admired wherever she goes, isnât that right? Plenty of people adore your wife. But! Your wife doesnât want anyone â except you â in her bed. Got it?"
Lu Qingâs eyes deepened, his Adamâs apple bobbing slightly, his voice suddenly lowered:
"Is that right? Only me?"
"Of course. You think youâre the only neat freak around here?"
Even though his hands were tied, Lu Qingâs fingers slowly brushed across her chest, his touch blending warmth with tenderness.
"Keep going."
"Huh? Keep going what?"
Lu Qing flipped her over, pressing her down beneath him. His gaze was filled with bone-deep dominance and possessiveness as he looked at her:
"I enjoy hearing you say those sweet words."
"Pfft, itâs not sweet talk! Lu Qing, besides you, I couldnât fall in love with anyone else. At least not right now."
When her heart belongs to one person, itâs entirely his. No matter how good or exceptional someone else might be, what does it have to do with her?
His gaze held traces of fatigue and tenderness, accompanied by a deep shadow wanting to claim her completely:
"How about proving it with action?"
"What?"