My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious

"Can we talk face to face? My neck is really sore."

Qin Miaomiao said as she looked at Lu Qing with a greasy look. Just when she relaxed her guard and wanted to take a step forward, Lu Qing directly pressed her onto the bed.

"Mrs. Teng, you came back late today. Don’t you want to explain to your dear husband?"

Hearing Lu Qing’s words, Qin Miaomiao really thought he was childish. But she couldn’t voice her thoughts. Who knows how to coax him if he gets petty and angry?

Men are like kids, or should I say, more childish than kids.

"You really act like a child."

With an affirmative look in her eyes, Qin Miaomiao couldn’t help but scrutinize Lu Qing. With their fingers intertwined, he stared into her pupils, watching the dimples on her cheeks as she smiled. At this moment, he felt his heart was filled.

"I had a lengthy meeting today, and there’s a new movie starting production next week, so I came back late."

Qin Miaomiao explained, observing the man’s expression which clearly showed his discontent. But given the situation, there’s nothing she can do. Having seen through Mo Wenwan’s plan, she must work even harder than her, or else it’s only a matter of time before she’s pushed aside.

Lu Qing stared at Qin Miaomiao, observing her distracted demeanor. As a form of retaliation, he planted a kiss on her lips. Seeing her eyes widen in surprise, he then seriously said, "I know you’re under a lot of pressure lately, and everyone’s emotions must be considered. I understand this well. See Xu Jiaojiao’s worried look; you really don’t need to put so much pressure on yourself."

"There’s no other way. The pressure in this industry is immense. If I’m not diligent, I’ll soon be eliminated. Plus, I’m planning to sign a few promising writers so I can cut down on script meetings by easily adjusting scripts when needed," Qin Miaomiao said, already having a plan in mind.

Seeing her getting more adept at her work, Lu Qing felt pleased. But she was so busy that they could only see each other at night when they went to bed. Sometimes, they were too exhausted to exchange a few words before falling asleep. Today, he came home a bit earlier, without any social engagements, yet Qin Miaomiao hadn’t returned until now.

"As punishment, you’re going to fill the bath."

Hearing Lu Qing’s punishment, Qin Miaomiao smiled playfully, "Just fill the bath? Don’t you want me to wash your hair too?"

"Originally, I was planning for us to have a romantic bath together. You can think about it now."

Hearing Lu Qing’s words, Qin Miaomiao’s face flushed uncontrollably. Although she’s already a wife and mother, thinking about a romantic bath still inevitably led her mind to wander.

"You’re quite the naughty girl, looking like you’re about to drool."

Lu Qing jokingly pointed at Qin Miaomiao’s cheek with a teasing smile. Seeing her pout in displeasure, he stood up, pulling her up from the bed, "Alright, go fill the bath."

"Just you wait."

Qin Miaomiao knew that sometimes Lu Qing liked to make jokes that set one’s imagination running wild. But every time, she took it seriously and thought a lot about it, only to realize later that he could be quite adorable.

"The bath water is ready."

Lu Qing removed his outerwear, leaving him in his pants as he walked in.

Seeing him, Qin Miaomiao showed no reaction, instead urging him, "Go ahead and bathe, I’ll go wash my hands."

Saying this, she was about to head out.

"Wait a moment."