All she wanted now was to quickly end this affair that seemed to have no end, unable to hear what he was saying.
Lacking her response, Lu Hualiang’s gaze turned even colder.
His hand fiercely pinched her waist, and Xia Weibao let out a sharp scream.
"Wife, shall we have a child?"
Xia Weibao was about to cry, frantically pleading for mercy.
But Lu Hualiang didn’t let her go. "Bear me a child, and I’ll let you go."
"Mmm... have... what, husband, I can’t take it anymore..."
The whole world was shaking, even the sunlight streaming in through the window seemed to flicker with the wind like raindrops.
When it all ended, she had no awareness, and in the end, she fainted.
Lu Hualiang watched the woman drenched in sweat, her cheeks flushed, his eyes filled with a complex expression.
After the storm abated, he then carried her to clean up.
By the time Xia Weibao woke up again, it was already the afternoon.
Like a well-behaved little kitten nestled in the man’s embrace, she opened her eyes wearily, then closed them again powerlessly.
Her whole body felt like it had been run over and reassembled by a tank, so sore she didn’t even want to move a finger.
Her nose was up against his chest, all of his cold, clear scent, mixed with a hint of light tobacco smell and the remnants of last night’s intimacy.
Although they had bathed, the bed still bore a light lingering amorous scent due to the intensity of the night.
After some time, she finally removed the man’s arm wrapped around her waist and got up to freshen up.
Damn, she had skipped work again today.
If Leng Yan and Xia Shi learned she hadn’t been able to get up because she had overindulged the previous night, they would probably chase her to the ends of the earth!
To her surprise, Lu Hualiang also hadn’t gone to work.
Turning her head, she glanced at the still-sleeping man, Xia Weibao’s eyes deepened. What on earth was wrong with him?
Although last night was intense, she could feel that he had been trying very hard to suppress himself.
Suppressing the restless fury within his heart, fearing he might truly hurt her.
What on earth had happened?
After freshening up, Lu Hualiang still lay in the same position as before, seemingly without any sign of waking up.
Xia Weibao sat down by the bed and leaned in to give him a kiss on the face.
Then, she looked at him warily. His breathing was even, his eyes closed tight, and his long, curled lashes very still.
She turned her back, pulled open the bottom drawer of the bedside table, took out a bottle of pills, poured one into her mouth.
Then she got up to drink some water.
Lu Hualiang didn’t open his eyes, but his hand under the blanket pressed the bedsheet down.
Knowing that neither master had gotten up for a meal, Housekeeper Fu naturally knew what they had done last night.
He had placed their meals in the warming box so they could eat upon waking.
After lunch, Xia Weibao decided not to go to work; it was already past three in the afternoon.
Going there and then coming back would be a hassle.
Nestled in the living room watching TV, an hour later, she heard the sound of a door opening upstairs.
She turned her head to see Lu Hualiang dressed in a light beige home outfit coming down.
Their eyes met and just as Xia Weibao was about to greet him, Lu Hualiang had already coldly withdrawn his gaze, his whole body radiating a chill of abstinence, and he turned to go to the dining room.
The ignored Xia Weibao, "..."
Last night he had his fill and made me pass out, then today he treats me with cold looks. What’s the meaning of this, eating and not acknowledging it, isn’t it!
Even Her Majesty the Empress has a temper, so she turned her head and watched TV with a very high-and-mighty air.
If you dare, don’t touch me!
As it turned out, Director Lu really dared; he didn’t speak a word to her nor touch her for three days straight.