My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 601 - 520: The Room Prepared for You

Qin Miaomiao covered his mouth with one hand:

"Don’t talk about first or second marriages—how unpleasant that sounds. In this lifetime, you’re only allowed to have one marriage, and that’s with me. I’m even planning our golden anniversary together... unless you’re unwilling."

"Willing, absolutely willing, a million times willing."

"Even if I really can’t have kids?"

Lu Qing glanced at her. It seemed she was very concerned about this matter; after all, everyone wants to have their own children.

Especially her—with such patience toward Xiao Bai and Little Xiaobai, she’d definitely be an amazing mother in the future.

He patted her head and said:

"We do our best and leave the rest to fate. Maybe it’s karma for all the wrongs I’ve done, and now I’m paying for it. If someone needs to be blamed, blame me—it’s not your burden to bear."

"Don’t talk nonsense."

"Miao Miao, you know what kind of person I am. Being with someone like me—I’m the one who’s made you suffer."

Qin Miaomiao’s heart ached for him. She hugged him tightly: "Sorry, I shouldn’t have brought this up. I’m just worried about Grandpa."

"When it comes to Grandpa, let’s hold off for a year or two. If he brings it up again, let’s just say it’s my issue—it has nothing to do with you."

"That won’t do; you’d be wronged. Clearly, the issue is mine."

His fingers brushed against her lips, carrying a hint of tobacco, but somehow it seemed irresistible.

"We won’t talk about this anymore. No one else has the right to ask, and even if they do, it’s my problem—not yours."

Qin Miaomiao looked at his face, rested her head lightly on his shoulder, and whispered:

"You can’t keep spoiling me like this—I’ll get overly proud."

"Marrying you means giving you the best and spoiling you. Otherwise, what kind of husband would I be? It’s late—go to sleep. I’ll leave after you fall asleep." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"It’s already so late—why don’t you just stay here and sleep?"

Lu Qing chuckled softly:

"If I stay here tonight, I bet tomorrow Ninth Uncle will whip me with a stick."

Qin Miaomiao imagined the scene and couldn’t help but burst into laughter: "True, Ninth Uncle is still very particular about those old traditions. We shouldn’t upset him. When you live together later on, make sure not to always butt heads with him."

Lu Qing snorted coldly: "Considering he’s an elder, I’ll give him some leeway. But I have one condition."

"What is it?"

"No favoritism!"

"Huh? How have I been biased?"

"You already planned rooms for calligraphy, flowers, and tea—even Xiao Chen has his own first-tier gaming room. What about me?"

Qin Miaomiao thought for a moment, then leaned in close to his ear and said: "I actually reserved two empty rooms and thought about your hobbies for a long time. In the end, I could only come up with one idea."

"What idea?"

"A ’romance room’—water bed, accessories, everything you could possibly need. It’s our private sanctuary—key access only. Do you like it? I was planning to surprise you later, but considering your jealous streak, I’m spilling the secret early."

After she said this, any trace of jealousy from Lu Qing vanished instantly.

Even his breathing grew heavier.

"Oh? Really?"

"Do you like this wedding gift?"

"My dear wife truly understands my tastes. Good, good, good."

He repeated his praise several times, making it clear he was thoroughly pleased.

"Alright, now you’d better leave. If you stay here, I won’t be able to sleep. I need beauty sleep for tomorrow, so you’ll have to go."

Lu Qing flipped over, pinning her beneath him, and whispered:

"Darling, after mentioning that room, then trying to send me away—are you doing this on purpose?"