Chapter 326 He is in City B, furnishing their home

and don't think anything of it.Wen Man's face had a faint blush.Ho Shao-ting pressed against her delicate earlobe, chuckling softly: "Teacher Wen, shall we have another go"He is technically skilled,...Mingshu returned to city B.

She thought she wouldn't see him for a long time, but just a week after she went back, Lu Qian came over.

It was a night when she received his call: "Come to the door!"

Her heart was beating fast. Is he in city B

She held onto her phone, reluctant to hang up. She quickly changed into a dress and rushed downstairs. Downstairs, Huo Zhendong hadn't gone to sleep yet. He was reading the newspaper on the sofa and, seeing his youngest daughter, casually said, "It's so late, going out now"

"Lin Ling asked me to have some midnight snacks," she said, then ran out.

Ho Zhen Dong shook his head, this child!

On one side of the Huo residence, a black Lotus sports car was parked there.

Lu Qian stood by the car door, leaning against it in a black suit, smoking. His body blended seamlessly with the night. Seeing Mingzhu run out, he gently opened his arms, and she naturally ran into them, resting on his shoulder and inhaling his pleasant scent.

After a while, she acted coquettishly: "You almost burned me!"

Lu Qian smiled and snuffed out his cigarette, then lowered his head to kiss her lips.

She was a little afraid, after all, it was at her own doorstep.

Clearly Lu Qian was also considerate, after just a kiss he put her in the car.

Mingzhu slowly fastened her seat belt, her eyes shining brightly: "Where are we going"

She actually wanted to ask if they were going to a hotel, but asking that way would be too forward, making it seem like she was desperately wanting that.

Lu Qian turned his head to look at her.

He missed her terribly these past seven days, and he'd managed to carve out some time today just to see her.

He grasped her hand, his voice a little rough: "You'll see when we get there!"

Mingzhu sighed softly and obediently.

A black sports car sped down the road for about an hour and stopped in front of a high-end apartment building on Guangyuan Road.

This place is quite famous, the house prices are high and the privacy is particularly good.

Heard that those who can afford it are business tycoons and celebrities.

Lu Qian took her upstairs.

Pushing open the door, it was an apartment of about 120 square meters. The decoration was very luxurious. At this time, there was a black vinyl record playing in the hall, and the black man's singing voice was quite stylish.

Lu Qian let her watch him, and he went to the kitchen to pour her some milk.

Afterward, she went to the kitchen and hugged him from behind, her voice tinged with unease: "Lu Qian, how is this defined"

She was afraid; she would become his mistress.

Even if he isn't married, a woman kept outside the household and out of public view is called a concubine.

Lu Qian said softly, "Finish your milk."

She shook her head, stubbornly demanding an explanation from him.

Lu Qian caressed her hand, his voice slightly hoarse: "Mingzhu, I can't give you a legitimate marriage for now. We can't even walk openly on the street together. We can't always meet in hotels; it would be too disrespectful to you. I know you see this place as... but Mingzhu, I never thought of it that way... You see this place as home and me as your husband. Here, I am your only Lu Uncle."

This is the best he can give right now.

In a private place, he would make time to be with her.

Once Xiao Ho Xi's condition stabilizes, they will be able to operate openly.

After he finished speaking, Mingzhu felt a little embarrassed.

Her mood was completely different, a mixture of shyness and joy.

This is Lu Uncle's home for her.

Lu Qian knew that the little girl was soothed, and said softly: "I still have two rabbits in the bedroom. Secretary Liu asked someone to queue up to buy them. Do you like them"

She was so reliant on him, uttering sweet nothings: "I like you more!"

Lu Qian pulled her over from behind, holding her in his arms and kissing her for a while. After a while, she started complaining about being hungry and wanting to eat midnight snacks. He gently patted her buttocks: "You eat so much, but you don't seem to gain any weight."

She was actually very beautiful, with a tiny waist, but she had curves in all the right places.

Lu Qian likes it very much.

He willingly made her a midnight snack, and she kept circling him, finally asking where Liu the secretary was.

"Where do you want him to be"

"Lu Qian said with a smile, "When we did that thing, we also let him watch"

Mingzhu was about to cry from anger.

He's really shameless, taking advantage of his age to bully others.

After a while, Lu Qian carried the little girl to the countertop and let her sit there watching him make dumplings.

A man who wouldn't normally do housework now finds himself incredibly happy just being here with her, doing these simple things. It's more enjoyable than going to clubs or listening to Miss Hu sing.

He remembered the last time Mingzhu asked him why he wasn't married.

He thought, it wasn't because he was busy, nor because of his status.

But, before her, he hadn't met someone who truly wanted to settle down.

Lu Qian used to think that even if he got married, his wife would be a woman who was charming and very capable. But fate had other plans, the person turned out to be very different from what he imagined. She couldn't even do anything.

She would only call him Uncle Lu.

He only knows how to act cute and ignore him when he's upset!

But that's just the way she is, and he likes her that way, no matter what!

Lu Qian loved Mingzhu very much. He didn't just treat her as his little wife, but also as a child. Besides occasionally teasing her verbally, he was always very considerate of her in his daily interactions.

After having their supper, she saw he was very tired and offered to wash the dishes.

Lu Qian refused to let her get wet.

He was much older than her, and feeling that he had to make up for it in other ways, he doted on her. He felt that Pearl would definitely not be worse off with him than she had been at the Huo family, and if she were, then he, as a husband, was incompetent.

That's it for one evening.

Mingzhu just considers this place her home.

But she didn't return home at night and always gave an explanation. In the end, it was Lin Ling who came to her rescue.

Late at night, she hung up the phone and returned to the bedroom.

Lu Qian had already finished his shower, wearing a bathrobe and leaning against the headboard, seemingly asleep.

Seeing the fatigue in his brows, Mingzhu felt a pang of sympathy. She didn't want to wake him and prepared to lie down beside him quietly, but just as she lay down, he woke up and gently pulled her into his arms.

Lu Qian gently touched her slender waist: "Finished the call"

She hummed in response.

Lu Qian pulled her closer, then lowered his head to get close to her, so close that all they could see was each other's rapid breathing, hot and moving.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Want to try it"

Saying that, he reached out and opened the bedside table, taking a small box and placing it by his pillow.

The next second, he pressed her down onto the pillow and kissed her.

Mingzhu felt sorry for him. She wasn't unwilling, but she could see that he was very tired... She couldn't bear to have him expend any more energy, so she hugged his waist and lied, "I'm getting my period!"

Lu Qian was stunned.

Then his high nose, gently rubbed down. After a long moment, he smiled.

It has no taste at all.

The little face of Mingzhu was slightly flushed as she pulled at his hair and whispered, “Let’s just hold each other and talk! We don’t necessarily have to do that.”

Lu Qian didn't insist.

When he came back and held her, he pretended to complain: "You're not allowed to pull my hair anymore. If you keep pulling it, Uncle Lu won't look good!"

He still cares about his age, in the end.

Mingzhu smiled faintly, hugging his waist softly and asking, "How long can you stay"

Lu Qian touched her head and said, "We have to leave tomorrow afternoon!"

Tomorrow will be another full day of meetings.

They only had this one night to be intimate, so he cherished it immensely.

How disappointed she was.

But she was considerate of him. She could feel Lu Qian's appreciation for her. He had given her everything he could. She knew that all his free time was spent on her.

As she drifted off to sleep, she buried her face in his neck.

Uncle Lu,

I'm actually already acting as a husband...

Before dawn, Lu Qian woke her up and dragged her through two rounds.

After finishing, Mingzhu was so tired that she fell asleep.

Lu Qian, however, energetically showered and made her breakfast, even preparing lunch for her that she only needed to heat up.

After everything was done, he walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

She is still sleeping.

Lu Qian pinched her cheeks, his voice low and gentle: "I'll accompany you for dinner tonight, then return to city C. Don't go back yet."

She mumbled in her sleep.

Lu Qian kissed her lightly again before leaving.

When getting into the car, Secretary Liu teased intentionally: "You're so happy to be cooking and doing laundry for a young lady"

Lu Qian patted his straight trousers, feigning indifference: "It's just a little girl throwing a tantrum. It's nothing to be happy about."

Secretary Liu still smiled.

He was genuinely happy for Mr. Lu, a man in his 40s who had finally found a girl he liked. How could anyone not be happy for him

Secretary Liu wanted to join in the celebration.

Lu Qian thought about it and generously gave him a house in City C. That place was something many people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

As for the driver, Lu Qian arranged a job for his child.

Every stroke reveals his dedication to protecting the pearl.

Only when the people around her kept quiet was she safe...ted his little daughter's head.Let her sit next to him for dinner, while Zhang Chongguang sat on the other side.Zhang Chongguang was a little awkward.Ho Shao-ting got up and opened a bottle of vintage...