My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 686 - 604, Am I Being Unreasonable Just Like That?
Qin Miaomiao looked very obedient:
"Yeah, as if I’m so hard to talk to."
Lu Qing said nonchalantly:
"Isn’t it someone who, for a month now, has been waking up in the middle of the night saying they’re hungry? Insisting I get up to make you something to eat? Sometimes you want something sour, sometimes spicy, sometimes sweet?"
Every time he spoke, her head lowered a bit more.
"I feel like... I wasn’t that excessive."
Lu Qing glared at her:
"Excessive? It’s more than just that. How did you torment Little sixth and Little seventh? Little seventh, the Imperial Chef, is about to rebel because of you. It’s all your doing."
Qin Miaomiao thought about the troublesome things she did. Okay, maybe she was a bit over the top, just a bit.
"I was wrong."
Lu Qing patted her head, smiling:
"It’s good that you know you were wrong. It’s not easy for you. You’ve gotten so round now that it’s hard to take care of yourself. It’s justifiable for others to take care of you more."
Qin Miaomiao’s body stiffened. She lifted her head, looked at him coldly, and said, "Say that last part again."
Lu Qing seemed to sense some danger and took two steps back.
"Baby, didn’t you want some noodles? I’ll make them for you right away."
Qin Miaomiao caught up with him in a few steps, hooked her arm around his neck, looking as if she was hanging off him.
Especially since her belly was as big as a ball, it was quite dangerous. Lu Qing was so scared his soul almost left his body and quickly held her waist, afraid she might be in danger.
"You said that and planned to run away?"
"Baby, it was just a slip of the tongue. Are you really going to hold that against me? You’re not that petty, right?"
If anyone else saw him like this, they’d definitely say he’s a henpecked husband.
And not just an average one.
Qin Miaomiao bit his ear lightly—not too hard, but hard enough to hurt, and it immediately turned red.
"Did you just say I got as round as a ball?"
"Absolutely not!"
"You also said I bullied Little sixth and Little seventh, didn’t you?"
"That’s not what I meant either!"
"And you’re complaining I’m hard to please?"
Lu Qing couldn’t take it anymore and quickly begged for mercy:
"My dear, just tell me what you want, okay?"
"Can you get me a plate of crayfish?"
Lu Qing: ...
"You’re being this aggressive for just a plate of crayfish?"
Qin Miaomiao gave him a sidelong glance:
"Aggressive?"
"I’ll throw in a chicken leg for you?"
Qin Miaomiao squinted and smiled:
"Alright, hubby, you’re the best. Make sure it’s delicious, otherwise, I’m not giving you a good review."
Lu Qing:
"Wife, you’ve completely turned into a foodie."
Having such a foodie wife isn’t bad. After all, she’s easy to coax and doesn’t argue with him.
She may act dramatic, but not too often.
If you want to talk, she’s really easy to talk to.
Even if he let slip a few words, she would just vent a little, and then it would pass.
If it were someone else, they probably would’ve flipped out already.
This is Qin Miaomiao’s good nature. She doesn’t make a fuss over things. Even if you prick her a little, it’s fine.
You just need to know I’m upset, then comfort me, and that’s it.
As for other things?
As long as you don’t challenge her limits or get involved with other women, she’s easy to talk to.
Half an hour later, Lu Qing came back with a bowl of... noodles, garnished with some scallions and small shrimp, and a chicken leg.
The chicken leg actually looked quite nicely fried.
