The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1020 - 415: Lu Jingchen, Did You Take Medicine or Something?
The assistant heard Song Nianhuan’s words and almost used the accelerator as the brake as they reached the traffic light. Fortunately, although he was young, he was already an experienced driver; otherwise, he would have gotten into an accident.
Song Xi’s gaze consistently landed on Song Nianhuan. When she heard the young girl’s words, she directly looked at her assistant in front, sending a glance over.
The assistant immediately turned his head forward, not daring to look back at Ji Sifan and Song Nianhuan.
Ji Sifan glanced at the assistant in front, then shifted his gaze to look out the car window.
Over the past five years, he has occasionally returned to An City, but each time he didn’t stay long.
Watching the hurried pedestrians outside, he only turned to Song Xi beside him when the car resumed its journey, smiling as he said, "Xiao Xi, don’t tell your sister that I’m bringing Nianhuan back yet. I want to give her a surprise.
Although he wasn’t sure if his bringing Nianhuan back would be a surprise or a fright for Song Qiao.
Nevertheless, Ji Sifan’s intentions carried a hint of mischief; he was curious to see Song Qiao’s reaction.
Song Xi paused upon hearing Ji Sifan’s words but nodded, "Alright."
Although she wasn’t certain what Ji Sifan aimed to do, Song Xi was sure Ji Sifan wouldn’t act rashly; she knew Ji Sifan genuinely cared for her sister, ensuring he wouldn’t exploit her little niece to hurt her sister.
...
Song Qiao was tormented by Lu Jingchen for two hours before the affair came to an end.
Lying weakly on the bed, Song Qiao bit her teeth at Lu Jingchen, especially seeing him relaxed by her side, smoking, without a hint of exhaustion—making her want to rush up and bite him.
She could never understand why, even though men exert themselves every time, women end up utterly exhausted.
After finishing his cigarette, Lu Jingchen turned to the little woman by his side, his eyes softening with a hint of affection, as he extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and leaned in, speaking in a husky voice, "Is something uncomfortable?"
Song Qiao irritably turned her head away, clearly showing her displeasure.
This man’s inquiry truly annoyed her to the point of wanting to retort, ’Why don’t you try!’
Yet she refrained from blurting it out, fearing if he got upset, he would truly pin her down for another round.
Seeing Song Qiao’s response, Lu Jingchen self-reflected and realized he had gone overboard earlier.
He wasn’t wearing a top, only a towel around his waist.
And Song Qiao was wearing nothing, only a silk quilt covering her.
He directly lifted the silk quilt and slipped in beside Song Qiao, raising his hand to rest on her waist.
Sensing his movement, Song Qiao’s body stiffened, turning rapidly to pull the quilt tightly, avoiding his hand, and warily speaking, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing... I’m uncomfortable now, I don’t want it, you... don’t come again..."
The man burst into a smile upon hearing her words, with amusement filling his eyes, gently saying, "Relax, not now, we’ll continue tonight, and let me massage your sore waist for now."
Upon hearing his words about continuing tonight, Song Qiao nearly rolled off the bed, ignoring Lu Jingchen’s subsequent words, gritting her teeth as she exclaimed, "Continue tonight? Lu Jingchen, that’s too much... You just tortured me so fiercely..."
Before she could finish, Lu Jingchen had already pulled her into his embrace, their bodies intimately close.
His deep, dark eyes gazed firmly at her, his voice carrying a husky note as he said, "Song Qiao, do you think a person starved for five years can be satisfied with just one or two times?"
Song Qiao’s hand, initially raised to push his chest, froze instantly, her eyes widened, unsure how to respond.
Indeed, she hadn’t been back long; not only had Zuo Yuqing come looking for her, but Shen Yi and Lin Musen too, all due to Lu Jingchen.
Lin Musen had confided that, since she left, Lu Jingchen had been with no other woman, let alone touch them; they suspected this not only because of his rejections at social events, but also when others tried introducing women to him; he invariably turned them away, not treating them tenderly.
Several had hypothesized Lu Jingchen might have a problem in that area.
When Lin Musen expressed this, she had just endured a turbulent night with Lu Jingchen.
Listening to Lin Musen’s veiled hints nearly made her spit out water.
Problematic?
Ridiculous, if he were, he couldn’t have been so lasting, pulling her the whole night, trying every position.
Unless... Lu Jingchen took something.
With this thought, Song Qiao raised her eyes towards him, hesitated, but asked, "Lu... Lu Jingchen, did you take something?"
Though Lin Musen suggested impotence, his... prowess today disagreed.
Recalling their fervor earlier, she still felt a lingering fear.
Hearing her question, the originally well-composed man’s face darkened.
Took something?
Peering down steadily at Song Qiao, he twisted his lips, coldly chuckling, "Song Qiao, you’re questioning whether I took something?"
Song Qiao nodded, but quickly reacted, shaking her head instead.
Witnessing her nod, then shake her head, his face darkened further...
Took something...
Suddenly flipping her beneath him, Lu Jingchen gazed at her solemnly, almost gritting his teeth, "Do you want to confirm if I took something?"
Song Qiao’s face changed instantly, pleading promptly, "Lu Jingchen, don’t do this, I was merely joking..."
"It’s merely a joke?" He snorted, pressing against her playfully, "But I took it seriously!!"
—Continue tomorrow.
