Chapter 278 - He Would Use An Appreciative Gaze To Look At Me (1/2)
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Their gazes collided. Ning Qing’s small head exploded with a bang!
She quickly waved her hands and said, “I did not see a single thing.”
Lu Shaoming turned around, and he was focused right in front of him. The large hand holding the steering was making a smooth turn, and the Bentley cruised onto the main roads. He curled his lips into a smile and had an easygoing laugh as he asked, “Wifey, what are you so guilty for? Did I say that you saw anything?”
Ning Qing: “…”
She was a little fl.u.s.tered. Her own husband could see right through her, and it was absolutely embarra.s.sing.
And they were returning to the Tea Pavilion Villa…
Phew.
She turned her small head to face the window. Her small face was as red as an apple. Her eyes were s.h.i.+ning bright, and she blinked. It was like the stars in the sky.
After a few seconds, she realized the man was also looking sideways at her. There was the deep gaze of the man in the reflection of the car window, and he was looking at her with a pampering smile on his face.
Her small head was caressed. “You don’t have to be shy; think about yourself.”
Ning Qing: “…” What was wrong with this night? The two men of the Lu family had to pick tonight?
….
Outside the Lu family villa, there was a luxurious sedan. Zhou Zhilei was seated in the driver’s seat.
Her eyes were staring intently at the Bentley that had disappeared from view. She took another look at the bright and luxurious view of the Lu family villa.
The birthday banquet was already over. She sat in the car for a whole of 3 hours. She heard the sounds of Stven coming from inside, and she also heard the merriment and joy of the event.
But she could not even get through the main doors.
They did not invite her to the birthday banquet!
Zhou Zhilei was panting heavily. Why? She had been only a step away from being Mrs, Lu, but because of that d.a.m.ned Ning Qing who had come out of nowhere, one step has turned into a million miles.
She could not resign herself to this fate.
She took out her phone to make a call. “h.e.l.lo, Big Brother. I like Shaoming. I really do like him. Big Brother, I am begging you to help me; I am your younger sister by blood…”
…
In the Tea Pavilion Villa
Lu Shaoming held onto Ning Qing’s small hand as they walked into the living room. Auntie Yang came out to welcome them and said, “Sir, Madam, you two are back. I have boiled some soup. Madam, please have a bowl of it.”
“Sure.” Tonight, she had only eaten desserts and had forgone her habitual portion of nutritious soup. Although she was stubborn sometimes, in order for Little Young Master Lu to grow strong, Ning Qing would drink soup every day.”
She walked into the dining room and grabbed the soup bowl. She had a small sip.
“Ning Qing.” The man stood on the stairs above to look at her. “Don’t have as much tonight.”
Ning Qing froze, and she heard Auntie Yang laugh and say, “Sir, why would you ask Madam to have less? Normally, Sir would want Madam to be able to drink two bowls.”
Lu Shaoming had one hand in his pocket, and his dark eyes glanced casually at that young mother who did not even dare lift up her eyes. “It is because I am afraid that she would be uncomfortable a little later.”
The man went upstairs.
Ning Qing: “…”
…
Ning Qing fumbled around for a while before she went upstairs. She entered the bedroom. Lu Shaoming was standing beside the counter pouring red wine into the wine gla.s.s. He saw her entering, and he placed one hand in his pocket while the other hand was holding the wine gla.s.s. He turned around elegantly, slowly walked to the sofa, and sat down.
“Ning Qing, come here.” The man’s voice was low and deep.
Ning Qing took small steps over. Her red tulle skirt fell beside his feet.
He took out the large hand from his pocket and patted his own thighs. He asked her, “I want you to sit in my embrace. Is it uncomfortable in this position?”
Ning Qing’s small face was red. Her two small hands were clasped in front of her chest, and she lifted her gaze to look at him and went back to the bedroom. He moved his hands to undo some b.u.t.tons on his s.h.i.+rt. Because she was standing up, she could have a clear view of his mesmerizing, sculpted chest.
His black trousers did not have a crease in them. Under his thin trousers were his firm muscular thighs; he was extremely masculine.
Ning Qing was tortured by this masculine attractiveness, and it made her lightheaded. He held onto her small hand, and she lifted her skirt as she climbed into his embrace to comfortably sit on his lap.
Lu Shaoming held her tight. His handsome back leaned against the sofa. The girl relaxed, and eased the tension in her body. She was soft, and she nested comfortably in the man’s embrace.
“How much soup did you drink?” he asked.
Ning Qing’s moist eyes gave him a stern glare. He still had the guts to ask?
He had gone upstairs, but Auntie Yang nagged at her for a long time. She did not have the face to refuse her. She could not take it anymore, so she hurriedly took two gulps and came upstairs.
“… A little.”
“Umm.” Lu Shaoming kissed her forehead and said, “Didn’t you want to drink red wine? Since mum is not here, I will let you have two sips. The alcohol content is not high.”
Ning Qing’s eyes brightened up and she said, “Yes yes!” She nodded with certainty in his embrace.