Song Qiao heard his words, infuriated to the point of laughing. She reached out and swept back the hair that had fallen in front of her face and said, "Your solution is to kiss me forcibly? Lu Jingchen, can’t you think of something new?"
"Of course, I have plenty of methods if you want to try them, I don’t mind letting you experience one." The man slightly raised his eyebrows, his voice returning to its usual low tone with a faint smile, leaning close to her and whispered a few words, "There’s also a simpler and rougher method, want to try it?"
"What??" Song Qiao didn’t react at once, and seeing the man approaching, she couldn’t help but back away, warningly saying, "Lu Jingchen, just speak, don’t get that close to me."
Damn, having been forcibly kissed by this man so many times, she had developed a considerable psychological shadow, seeing him approaching she couldn’t help but want to back away, and it was a reflexive action made without any thought or hesitation.
The man stated calmly, the sound neither too loud nor too soft echoed in the bedroom, leaving Song Qiao frozen in place. When she realized what he said, her face turned very red and she cursed, "Hooligan."
It took twenty minutes more to deal with the cut in her palm.
By the time Lu Jingchen finished bandaging her, he looked up to find that Song Qiao had somehow already fallen asleep.
Her breathing was very steady, rising and falling with her chest.
Putting the remaining gauze back into the medicine box, Lu Jingchen didn’t leave immediately, but quietly watched her sleeping face, which looked serene and beautiful, holding a pillow with her cheek pressed against it.
Lu Jingchen picked up a blanket from the side and gently covered her with it, his movements careful as if he was worried about waking her up. Google seaʀᴄh novel✶fire.net
Song Qiao was awakened by the aroma of food, feeling somewhat groggy she placed a hand on her forehead, and as soon as she opened her eyes, the harsh light made her close them again almost reflexively with a slight groan of discomfort.
The next second, a quiet laughter came from nearby the man said, "Qiaoqiao, get up and eat, you can continue sleeping after lunch, okay?"
Suddenly feeling a large hand on her head and a calloused fingertip caressing her cheek, she inevitably shrank back a little, discontentedly muttering, "Stop it, I want to keep sleeping."
Her head felt heavy and uncomfortable, making her want to continue sleeping.
Lu Jingchen glanced at the food on the coffee table and after pondering for a few seconds, he made up his mind, leaned in and kissed her cheek softly, "If you don’t get up, I’m going to take you right here..."
The next second, Song Qiao immediately opened her eyes, sat up abruptly, and upon clearly seeing the man in front of her, her face immediately showed a hint of tender anger. She tugged at her hair and said very displeased to the man in front of her, "Lu Jingchen, what exactly do you want to do? You won’t let me watch a movie, and you wake me from sleep, do you have something against me?"