"Su Mianmian, your imagination is too rich. Idiot." He snorted coldly and continued to read his magazine.
He knew that she didn't believe him, and Lu Xiangdong couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He was a man who cared about his reputation, so how could he admit that he cooked for her?
"Su Chengwu, what's with that look? " He put the magazine aside and got up from the bed.
"It's a look of disbelief. Captain Lu, where are you going?" She reached out her hand to block him and raised her small face to look at him. Lu Xiangdong pulled her to the side and walked out, forgetting to reply to her question. "Go find Xiao San and personally cook for her."
His awkward look amused Su Mianmian. She bent down and held her stomach as she laughed. "Captain Lu, why do you have to be so serious? I'm dying of laughter."
He turned his head to glare at her. "Su Mianmian, don't laugh."
"Mind your own business. I just want to laugh." Su Mianmian was laughing her head off.
Lu Xiangdong held her against the wall. He pinched her nose with one hand and grabbed her hands with the other. "You need to be taught a lesson."
Su Mianmian's hands were hurting from his grip. She lowered her head to bite his neck. Only when his body stiffened did she let go. Under his stare, she licked her bloody tongue happily.
"It tastes pretty good."
Licking her lips undoubtedly tempted him. Captain Lu, who had always been very strong when restraining himself, could not withstand her provocation any longer. Forgetting about the wound on his neck, he thought about punishing her severely. "There's something even better. Do you want to try it?" He pinched her chin and sealed her lips with his.
He kissed her non-stop. He gently pulled the nightgown strap off her shoulder. His large palm slid into her top.
A sudden chill brought her back to her senses. She pressed his hand down and pushed him away. She leaned against the wall and panted heavily.
"Shameless!"
"I touched my own wife. How am I shameless?" Lu Xiangdong, who had not been satisfied, looked gloomily at her.
Su Mianmian could not disprove him. "Sleep," she said and walked to bedside. She lifted the blanket, got in, and turned off the lamp.
Lu Xiangdong held back his anger, with nowhere to vent it, he let loose. He brushed his bangs and walked to the other end of the bed. He covered himself with the blanked and lied down.
Su Mianmian's eyes were closed, but she did not fall asleep. When she recalled the scene of him touching and kissing her, her face felt hot. She shook her head hard, trying to drive away the moment in her mind.
She tried a few times before she gradually became sleepy.
When she woke up, the man beside her was gone. She got up and went into the bathroom. When she went downstairs for breakfast, he had already dragged his work suitcase out of the house.
She didn't bother to call him when she got up. If she had not woken up early, she might have been late again.
Lu Xiangdong rested for three days before finally returning to work. Qi Hang saw Lu Xiangdong dragging his suitcase towards him. He quickly put down his coffee and greeted him, "Boss, how have you been?"
"What do you mean?" He put his luggage aside and went to pour himself a glass of water. Qi Hang followed him.
"Wow, Boss, have you been nourished by love these past few days?" Qi Hang's gaze fell straight to his neck and he raised his eyebrows flirtatiously.
He wasn't aware of how hard his boss worked last night. He thought the woman who did this to his boss was so adorable, there were so many hickeys on his neck.