My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 687 - 605: Come, Eat

Qin Miaomiao’s face darkened. "Where’s the spicy crawfish you promised?"

"Crawfish? It’s right here."

"Where?"

"These little baby shrimp—isn’t that it?"

Qin Miaomiao was so angry she practically wanted to throw the bowl. "You bastard! I asked for crawfish, and you gave me baby shrimp? Even if you compare their sizes, they don’t have anything in common!"

Lu Qing looked at her innocently. "Shrimp is shrimp, right? But honestly, why do you hold such a grudge against shrimp?"

Qin Miaomiao took the bowl reluctantly. Despite her disdain, her stomach’s call was undeniable. She obediently began eating.

"I’m telling you, this is far from over. You owe me for this." She spoke as she stuffed food into her mouth. Meanwhile, Lu Qing sat watching her, thinking she looked absolutely adorable.

He reached out and wiped the sauce off the corner of her lips, then casually brought his finger to his mouth and sucked on it. There was something unnervingly sexy about the gesture.

Qin Miaomiao felt like she might have been seduced. She stared at him and suddenly had this wild urge to bite his finger. The more she thought about it, the stronger the urge grew—so strong it felt uncontrollable. Utterly ridiculous.

Without warning, she grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just felt like holding your hand."

Qin Miaomiao remained unapologetically bold. "Nothing much—just thought your hand seemed pretty tempting."

Still eating her noodles, she was certain that she wasn’t herself. Something must have bewitched her.

"Hey, hubby, you know, I’m starting to think you look quite ’tasty.’ I might not be able to control myself. How about this? Why don’t you feed me?"

Lu Qing raised a brow, a hint of playful excitement lighting up his face. "Oh? So you’re into these kinds of games? Well, I’m up for all of it. What do you say? Shall we try feeding you mouth-to-mouth?"

Qin Miaomiao sighed deeply and clicked her tongue, twice for dramatic effect. "Hubby, for heaven’s sake, you’re a public figure—practically the male god in the eyes of the masses. If you behave like this, it’ll seriously affect your fans. Besides, flaunting our love in public should really have its limits. If it’s too much, you’ll make other people uncomfortable. Considering my current status as a pregnant woman, why don’t we just stick to holding hands and keeping things pure? How does that sound?"

Lu Qing: ...

He had finally figured it out—some people just liked talking utter nonsense with a straight face. And her? She was a master at it. Flirt a little and then leave him high and dry. That’s just the way she rolled!

Yao Guang Entertainment was stirring up another commotion.

"Film title changed to ’Darkness,’ set for a major theatrical release in one month. Stay tuned!"

"So, is this a comeback, or just reheating leftovers?"

"Are they trying to cash in, or was the earlier loss so severe that they’ve gone mad trying to recoup?"

The announcement of Qin Miaomiao’s new film being scheduled for release in a month instantly garnered widespread attention. After all, the last incident had involved a murder case, which almost dragged Lu Qing into the mess. A full-blown scandal, no less.

Most assumed that the matter had ended right there. No one had expected the movie to actually get released. It clearly looked like a money-grab.

However, Yao Guang Entertainment soon dropped the trailer.

The trailer’s opening wasn’t particularly horrifying—no cheap jump scares or exaggerated effects. But instead, it exuded a piercing and bone-chilling coldness.