C146 (1/2)

Her long black hair was wet on her shoulders and droplets of water were still dripping down. Under the light of the lamp, it was crystal clear and suffused with colorful lights.

Lu Qingli quickly picked up the slippers from the ground, followed Xi Muyao's gaze and looked back. She anxiously covered her chest with the bathrobe, and with a ”bang”, he closed the door.

Lu Qingli scolded him angrily out of embarrassment: ”Scoundrel!” It was accompanied by a ”pata” sound.

Xi Muyao looked at a slipper that once again appeared in front of his eyes due to Lu Qingli closing the door in a rush, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Amidst Xi Muyao's laughter, Lu Qingli reached out her hand with a blush and pulled the slippers in.

When Lu Qingli finished washing up and came out wearing her bathrobe, the red flush on her face had yet to fade. It was unknown if it was due to the hot and moist water in the bathroom or the chain of black dragons.

Xi Muyao was lying on his bed reading a financial magazine. Glancing at Lu Qingli who had just came out, he was unable to open his eyes.

In the past, Lu Qingli was like a carefully nurtured monarch orchid, every single frown and smile carried a high and mighty aura, as if she was otherworldly. After giving birth, Lu Qingli had instead added a hint of brilliance and loveliness, often making people unable to look away.

Xi Muyao looked foolishly at Lu Qingli who walked in front of him, ”Pa!” Lu Qingli smashed the magazine he was holding onto Xi Muyao's face, covering her eyes. Only then did he come back to her senses, extended her arm and grabbed Lu Qingli's neck, pressing Lu Qingli down onto her body.

Xi Muyao looked at Lu Qingli who had walked in front of him in a daze. They had known each other for five years, married for three. But Lu Qingli was still as beautiful as before.

God was such an eccentric guy, time didn't leave any mark on her face.

The year they met, Lu Qingli was still young. Wearing a white cheongsam, she looked like a fairy who didn't eat the fire and smoke of the mortal world. When he chatted with her, Qingli quickly and delicately frowned her beautiful willow leaf eyebrows. Then, the corner of her lips held a faint smile, just like the elegant and straight lotus at the center of a jade wave. The wind ruffled the surface of the lake, and the petals of the white lotus also lightly trembled.

At that time, he was already the CEO of Western Europe, but when he saw Lu Qingli, his heart became chaotic, like a seventeen to eighteen year old boy, not knowing how to react.

With a ”pa” sound, Lu Qingli smashed the magazine he was holding onto onto Xi Muyao's face with a slight blush, covering Xi Muyao's eyes. Only then did he regain her senses, she tilted her head, and the magazine landed beside her ear.

Lu Qingli subconsciously held onto Xi Muyao's chest with her hands, but suddenly her hands went soft, and her elbow directly smashed into Xi Muyao's abdomen.

Xi Muyao creased his eyebrows and gave a muffled ”yea” sound, causing Lu Qingli to immediately move his hand away.

”Murder of her husband?” Xi Muyao held onto the area of his abdomen where the pain was, and asked, but he was still unwilling to let go of Lu Qingli's neck.

”Pain …” Lu Qingli frowned and said softly. Her appearance was like a lotus flower trembling in the cool breeze;

Xi Muyao caressed Lu Qingli's face. The thin cocoon around him rubbed against Lu Qingli's tender and smooth skin, making him feel a soft and itchy sensation wherever he touched.

”You still know pain? It's so heavy! ” Xi Muyao smiled and raised his eyebrows, the happiness spreading from inside to all the cells in his body.

Lu Qingli raised a hand from beneath her body, put it under her eyes, and said, ”It really hurts!”

When Xi Muyao saw Lu Qingli raise his own hand and rub it under his eyes, he frowned and retracted his smile. He immediately let go of Lu Qingli and sat up with half a seat, placing the pillow behind him. Then, he easily pulled Lu Qingli up and grabbed the hand that was right in front of her.

Lu Qingli pursed her lips, allowing Xi Muyao to flip her hands over and over. She nervously furrowed her brows, as her heart felt warm, in front of someone who was concerned about her, no matter how strong a woman was, she would unconsciously reveal her delicate and petite side.

”Where does it hurt?” ”Why does it hurt?” The light in the room was bright. Xi Muyao had still turned on the bedside lamp, and grabbed Lu Qingli's hand to look at the warm yellow light.

No matter how small Lu Qingli's hand was, it was still made up of tens of thousands of cells. In a place the size of a palm, not to mention Lu Qingli, he couldn't even find a single injury on it.

The warm yellow light illuminated half of Xi Muyao's face, clearly revealing the nervousness and heartache on his face. The angular face had a gentle curve to it.

Lu Qingli's heart was aching and her throat was clogged up and her nose was sore. Even her voice had a thick nasal tone. She went over, extended her index finger and poked her palm before pointing at a certain spot, ”This pain … Something seems to have gotten in! ”