This man is so wicked. While doing it, he asked, "Does the little tiger look good?" "Looks good... my ass!" Lu Qing clearly felt proud. "Be good. From now on, as long as you want to look, you can keep looking. I don’t mind." With him , how am I supposed to look? The little tiger seemed to sense something. It crawled over slowly, hmm, steadier and steadier now. It even started wobbling. At this point, it could stand stably, and by the bedside, it even stretched out its two claws to scratch at the bed sheet. Its claws weren’t sharp, but those big, wet eyes were enough to melt anyone’s heart. Qin Miaomiao desperately wanted to hug it and shower it with love. Unfortunately, Lu Qing was being extra wicked. His strength increased even more, and she couldn’t hold back from crying out. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Lu Qing, you’re doing this on purpose!" "You just realized? Focus." Tch! She lay there, reaching out her hand to pet Xiaobai. She had a weakness for fluffy things, and Little Xiaobai’s snowy-white fur was enough to make her lose all self-control. Lu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, chuckling—so distracted, huh? Well then, don’t blame him for not being gentle. "Damn it! Lu Qing, can’t you be gentler? I’m about to get knocked off!" The word "knocked" was used in a rather nuanced way. "Wifey, you better hold tight to the bed sheet." Has their married life reached such an utterly shameless level? The little white tiger was still scratching at the bed sheet. Looking into its watery eyes, Qin Miaomiao felt a pang of guilt—sob sob sob. Doing something so shameful in front of the little white tiger, only a scoundrel like Lu Qing could manage it without batting an eyelash. Half an hour later... "Hubby, my waist hurts. Can we change positions?" "Don’t want to look at your little baby kitten anymore?" "It’s already curled up asleep over there. What the hell am I supposed to look at?" Lu Qing casually got up, raising an eyebrow. "Which one do you want to switch to?" "Whichever takes the least effort?" "Get lost! That’s the most exhausting one!" "Fine, then you lie down." "Alright, but I have to ask, hubby, you’ve been at this for half an hour already—aren’t you tired?" Lu Qing snorted disdainfully. "Pfft, half an hour? You think that’s all your husband’s got?" "I know, hubby, you’re big and skilled, but I can’t keep up. Considering we’re already an old married couple, can’t you slack off a little?" Lu Qing let out a cold chuckle. "Qin Miaomiao, lately your courage has been growing, and you’ve been more and more dismissive of me, huh?" Is slacking even an option for this kind of thing? Doing this everyday—even an iron man couldn’t handle it! "Carry on, or throw that little thing out. Your choice." Qin Miaomiao: "Hey hey hey, that’s too much! Threatening me all the time—don’t I deserve some dignity?" "Three seconds to decide. One." "Are you even reasonable?" "I’m already lying down, Lord Lu. Please don’t hold back and do your worst." "You’re quite sensible. I thought you’d hold out longer." "No, no, I dare not. With hubby in charge, how could a little one like me dare to resist? Your Majesty, won’t you favor me a little?" Lu Qing chuckled helplessly—his little wife, truly beyond perceptive when it came to the situation. "Good girl. Lie down. The night’s still young." Qin Miaomiao shivered and muttered darkly: "Then can I keep Little Xiaobai?" "We’ll see how you perform." Qin Miaomiao gritted her teeth. "Fine, Your Majesty. Please lie down; I’ll take over." Lu Qing lazily reclined there, basking in his thoroughly confirmed position atop the household hierarchy. As for the little creature—he didn’t feel the slightest need to worry it would compete for affection. Besides, he remained blissfully unaware of the terrifying allure of being adorable.