851 Rich Young Master

Long Jinjing's hands paused in the middle of chopping the ingredients. She glanced at Lu Zihao who was leaning against the wall. "Nikolai, I already told you that I don't need—"

"And I already told you before that as long as you're my woman, my subordinates will make sure that you're safe," he said in a casual yet firm tone.

She pursed her lips and felt unhappy at his insistence on what she thought was totally unnecessary. "I'm too tired to argue with you today. But we'll discuss this another time."

He only shrugged before taking a peeled carrot from her chopping board and began chewing it. "Put more meat. I'm a big man. I need a lot of food."

"Good thing I went grocery shopping yesterday," she said. "Robin accompanied me while Shun drove us. I like Robin. She was the one who told me to buy more food for you because you like to eat meat."

He made a sound of approval. "If you like Robin, then good. I won't need to replace her. And don't worry about groceries anymore. I'll tell the two of them to stock up your fridge while you're at work so you won't need to waste your time shopping. You can just head straight home after work."

"Nikolai, please don't do this."

"Hm?" The carrot made a crisp sound as he continued chewing it.

"You can't just…take over my life like this."

"Why not?"

She stared at him in disbelief. Did he just seriously ask that question? At first, she thought that he might be teasing her. However, the longer she looked at him, the more she could sense his genuine curiosity as to why he couldn't take over her life like this. 

"Nikolai, you…."

He already finished the carrot and took a sliced bell pepper next. "When will dinner be ready?"

"I…" His question distracted her from the many questions she wanted to ask him. It reminded her that it was now past dinner time. "In about half an hour, I think."

"Good."

"Just…stop distracting me or the food will take longer to finish cooking."

He raised an eyebrow. One corner of his mouth curved up in a devilishly roguish smirk.

"Fine." Then he walked towards her and leaned down to give her lips a quick peck and her butt a light slap before heading out of the kitchen. "I'll be in the balcony to make a few phone calls. Call me when dinner's ready."

She muttered under her breath, "Leaving me to cook while you wait like the young master that you are. What am I? Your personal cook?"

Oh no! He heard her? She flushed in embarrassment. "I… That's n-not… I mean…."

He crossed his arms over his muscled chest. "Heh~ So you think that it's a chore to cook for your boyfriend, eh? We can always order food from a restaurant, you know, not to mention that I can ask my subordinates to bring us whatever food that we want to eat. Or if you prefer home-cooked meals, I can hire someone to come and cook for us right here. I personally don't mind what kind of food we eat as long as it's edible and satisfies the daily food needs of a big man like me. There's no need for you to cook for me if you don't want to. I want you to fuck me, Jinjing, not cook for me."

She turned even redder, especially at the vulgarity of his last sentence. Despite this, a trace of thrill fluttered in her lower abdomen and made her feel warm. She avoided his gaze and made a shooing motion with her hands. "Just g-go to the balcony…and let me cook. You're distracting me. And just so you know…I like to cook!"

Devilish laughter filled the unit. When she heard the the balcony's sliding door opening and closing, Long Jinjing released the breath that she was holding in a shaky, drawn-out sigh. She patted her chest and felt her wildly beating heart, willing it to calm down. 

The man was undoubtedly domineering, vulgar and straight to the point. He was also someone who couldn't be controlled. He did what he liked and had no problem forcing his own will on other people. 

If she wasn't so attracted to Lu Zihao, she would stay away as far as possible from a man like him. In fact, that was what she ought to do. The two of them were only meant for a temporary affair like this. They had no future together. But it was already too late. She only had to taste him once to become addicted.

Realizing the dangerous direction of her thoughts, she shook her head and focused on preparing dinner. Her hands moved with great speed and efficiency once the distraction called Lu Zihao was out of the kitchen.

About half an hour later, she called Lu Zihao for dinner. He headed straight to the dining table and was about to sit down when she asked him to help set the table while she transferred the hot food from the pot to a serving dish. 

He blinked a few times, seemingly unable to comprehend what she just asked him to do. She couldn't help but laugh at him. 

"You're really a rich young master." She giggled before pointing at the overhead shelf where the plates were stored.

There was no change in his expression as he took the plates and arranged them on the table. Afterwards, he didn't miss the chance to punish her with a hot, brutal kiss for laughing at him. It was a quick kiss but extremely intense, leaving her dazed out of her mind and once again made her poor IQ plummet to amoeba level.

"If you dare ask me to wash the dishes later, I won't let you sleep tonight," he whispered to her ear. "I'll fuck you so hard all night long until you're limping tomorrow."