"Miao Miao speaks so vibrantly and animatedly."
Lu Qing said slowly, his gaze particularly deep as he looked at her. Right now she was practically sprawled across his body.
The scent lingering from her was intoxicating—she was simply captivating!
Qin Miaomiao, on the other hand, wished she could bite him to death. Rage surged to her head, completely uncontrollable, as she started yelling frantically.
"Lu Qing, are you insane? Hold the steering wheel already!"
"Isn’t my wife holding it for me?"
Lu Qing’s face showed a slight smile, but his hand covered hers on the wheel.
Qin Miaomiao was furious to the point of insanity. How could someone be this much of a bastard?
And worse—he was accelerating! The speed of the car increased even more, frightening her into gripping the steering wheel tighter. This madman—did he really not care about living?
Everything around them blurred as it rushed by at high speed. There were even cars ahead of them, and with him speeding, she had no choice but to focus entirely on avoiding collisions!
Yet, even at this life-and-death juncture, this bastard still had the nerve to tease her!
Flustered and furious, Qin Miaomiao felt like her brain was about to explode!
Meanwhile, Lu Qing, the instigator of all this chaos, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking relaxed and utterly unbothered.
"Lu Qing, you maniac!"
"Hmm, you look pretty good when you’re angry."
Argh! There’s no way to communicate with him!
At this point, Qin Miaomiao wanted nothing more than to bite him to death! This bastard.
Finally, Lu Qing took control of the steering wheel himself. Qin Miaomiao collapsed weakly into her seat, her back drenched in sweat, beads of moisture even forming on her forehead.
She no longer feared him or anything he might do—she had already narrowly escaped death, and what’s worse, she’d been completely bullied by him. If she didn’t fight back now, she might as well be a pig.
"My wife is quite ruthless. This concerns your happiness for the rest of your life. Would you bear to risk it?"
"Hah! You think I wouldn’t just find someone else? There’s plenty of handsome young guys—I’ll..."
The car screeched to a halt. Due to inertia, her whole body lunged forward but was pulled back by the seatbelt. Her head buzzed, and her heart felt like it might leap out of her chest.
Before she could burst out in anger, Lu Qing’s gaze turned cold, his cheekbones taut as frost set into his expression. In an indifferent tone, he said:
"Repeat what you just said."
Her throat tightened as though strangled, leaving her completely unable to utter a single word. His expression was terrifying, and embarrassingly, she found herself completely cowed by his intimidation!
This was too humiliating, but she truly couldn’t speak—her words had choked up entirely.
Lu Qing’s lips curved upward, and yet she shivered, goosebumps erupting all over her skin.
"What did you say? Hmm?"
Hey, if you’re going to talk, then talk—don’t smile, alright? Don’t you know how creepy that makes you seem?
"I didn’t say anything at all!"
He leaned closer, his hand reaching to touch her face. His fingers were icy, sending a shiver through her as she recoiled slightly.
"I could swear I heard you say you were planning to find a well-endowed, energetic young guy. It seems, my dear wife, that you’re not very satisfied with me. In that case, why don’t we test things out here in the car? Hmm?"