Chapter 3 - I Am Your Husband

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He reached his hands into her bath towel, caressing along her waist curve. After a shower, the skin took on an extraordinary smoothness that obsessed him every inch.

For Lu’s holding guns for years, there was a layer of calluses in his palm. When sliding over the skin, his palm produced a subtle sense of limb and numb.

Ai groaned faintly, with her waist melting inch by inch.

Lu’s kiss was as intense as hard liquor. Even a sip was enough to let her drunk.

Unfamiliar lust came unexpectedly. She didn’t know what to do; however, Lu started to coax her to react.

She stared at the gorgeous face in her half-closed eyes. “What an evildoer,” she thought. “I cannot be underestimated. Definitely not.” She faked a look as if experienced, responding to his burning hot kiss, clumsily but earnestly.

Lu was going to punish her “impertinent words” with a deep kiss. He didn’t expect that it was likely to go out of control.

Discipline that he was always proud of couldn’t refrain him from collapsing gradually. Maybe it was because of his long time to be without a woman, he thought, so that he was easily flirted by the little girl.

When they were drowned in delight of kissing, there came knocks at door.

“Sir, it’s time for meeting.” Voice came with a strong accent.

It was Lu Zhanke’s bodyguard, Qiao Sheng.

As if awakened from a dream, the two looked eye to eye and let go of each other. Unlike Lu, the one who was elegantly dressed, Ai, however, was quite in discomfiture, with bath towel loosely surrounded in which her ivory breast hided.

Ai’s face turned burning red immediately. When wiping her mouth in a flurry, she hurled and stuttered, “You’re a scoundrel! Psycho! Goat!”

Looking at her treating himself as bogey, Lu grew disappointed slightly, “I’m not a scoundrel. I’m your husband.”

“You are not soon,” she refuted without thinking twice.

“I am already. I have just kissed you and you have reacted to me, haven’t you?”

“That…That was…” That was because you seduced me.

“Can I regard that you want me again?” Lu pressed on towards her, casting a crafty glance at her bosoms.

“No!” Ai shoved his approaching chest, irritated in tears.

Lu wanted to reach out to wipe her teardrops, but he stopped halfway. His eyebrows frowned for a second, then followed, “Let me carry you.”

Having not got what was happening, Ai was lifted in his arms.

“Ah!” Ai cried out, and flung her arms around his neck instinctively out of fear.

He’d got a wide chest, muscular arms, and he walked steadily carrying her without even a little shake.

He seemed to be a man who could promise her a sense of security, but Ai had no feeling about him. This kind of hug would only suffocate her.

“Put…put me down!” To see herself being carried into the bedroom, Ai was anxious to cry. Since he embarrassed her in the bathroom in that way, who knew what he would do next after coming into the bedroom.

Gradually flurried, she started to struggle and wriggle desperately.

Lu stopped her without effort, and purred, “Your bath towel is loosened.”

“Ah!” Ai crossed her arms over breasts, with flaming cheeks. This time, she didn’t dare to raise her head, having no choice but to implore in a low voice with head sunk deeply, “Put me down, please.”

“We’re almost there.” Lu said and finished the last step. He was tall and had long legs, so it only took him a few steps to get in front of the door, “Open it.”

He held Ai with both of the hands. It had to be her to open the door.

Because of the previous concern, Ai hesitated. She was afraid that she was under his charge after that.

She looked to the door then peered at Lu back and forth with a sight of fear in her eyes. Lu knew what she was thinking about. Could he be a thirsty man like that in her view? He found that was ridiculous. He was inapt to throw her in the bed in the day. But, he said playfully with cocked heavy eyebrow rather than going straightforwardly, “You want to cling to me for all the day?”

“Nonsense! Never will I!” Red had spread to Ai’s neck, “Put me down now! I can walk myself.”

Lu didn’t flirt her anymore, putting her down gently. Then he walked into the bedroom in her intense stare and walked out with a file. He shook it in front of her to signal her not to think too much, “I am leaving. Someone will bring lunch to you.”

Ai stuck to him, turning around, “I…I have something to say.”

Lu glanced at her, “You’d better put your clothes on.”

Then he turned to leave, shoulders shaking slightly. He seemed to be laughing.

“…” Ai was so speechless to scratch the wall.