Chapter 268: Chapter 225: Better Not Make the Peking Duck and Earth Dragon Soup Chapter 268: Chapter 225: Better Not Make the Peking Duck and Earth Dragon Soup The plans changed, and Chu Mingcheng’s inner struggles ceased.
He went into the kitchen, embraced Jiang Luoluo from behind, and teased in a low voice next to her ear, “With my physical condition, if you keep making that Earth Dragon soup, can you handle it?”
“You’ll feel sorry for , right!” Jiang Luoluo’s face turned a bit red. Every person needed ti to go from a novice to an expert, and she still felt sowhat shy talking about such matters.
Her straightforward personality ant she didn’t put on airs, and she was quite clever at understanding Chu Mingcheng’s psychology.
All n have a bit of male chauvinism; it’s just a matter of degree.
Jiang Luoluo’s response made Chu Mingcheng feel very comfortable.
“Of course, when the ti cos, I will definitely listen to you. If you say you want it, I’ll give. If you say you don’t, I’ll still give.”
“No, why would you still give if I said I don’t want it…”
Jiang Luoluo was baffled. Was this listening to her?
Chu Mingcheng’s eyes twinkled with mirth. “Won like to speak in contradictions. ‘Don’t want it’ ans they do, I understand.”
“So according to what you’re saying, saying ‘want it’ ans don’t want it?”
“If you say you want it, it must be genuine. Of course, I have to satisfy you.”
“Go to hell!” Jiang Luoluo laughed, turned around, and kicked out, only to see him dodge and huff, “I hope so people are really as good as they claim, and not all bark and no bite!”
“Hey, doubting ? Just you wait, I’m going to take a shower, and you’ll see what your man is capable of!”
Any man, if challenged by a woman in that aspect, would definitely look for an opportunity to prove himself.
Chu Mingcheng imdiately dropped the gauntlet, found his change of clothes, and walked into the bathroom.
“You’re not really going to start in the middle of the day, are you?” Jiang Luoluo was astonished, then shook her head. If she wasn’t willing, could he force her?
Of course, Chu Mingcheng was joking. If he took advantage of her during the day, how could she practice her dance?
After the shower, however, he rushed out, seemingly in a great hurry, lifted Jiang Luoluo, and headed for the bedroom, which made her struggle in alarm.
“Hey, hey, are you serious?”
“Who was it that just said I’m all show and no substance? Don’t I need to prove it?”
“Stop, stop, you’re great, I give up, I still need to practice dancing today!”
Seeing her surrender, Chu Mingcheng halted, snorted, and said, “You want to delay it until tonight, huh! Fine, but first a little interest, or I won’t let you get up all day.”
Jiang Luoluo looked at the childish man and willingly delivered a kiss, calming her rushed breathing after their embrace, before saying, “Is that good enough?”
“No, it’s not enough!” Chu Mingcheng, who was fine before, now felt a bit driven.
When Jiang Luoluo clearly rejected him, he could still restrain himself.
Now that she was willing, he suddenly found it difficult to control himself after each intimate mont.
“Then I’ll sleep with you for a while, okay? You didn’t rest well last night and should really get so sleep this morning!” Jiang Luoluo gently touched his face, her expression tender and slightly pained.
Chu Mingcheng’s expression faltered; his rising desire was instantly soothed by her tenderness, and he smiled slightly, nodding, “Okay!”
Then he carried Jiang Luoluo to the bedroom, gently laid her on the bed, and lay down beside her.
At that mont, Chu Mingcheng’s heart was filled with tenderness and love, nothing else.
Although he had stayed up all night, he had used life conversion multiple tis, so he felt alert and had no desire to sleep. Lying in bed was simply not to disappoint her good intentions.
Jiang Luoluo held Chu Mingcheng tightly, let him rest in her broad embrace, and gently patted his back as if lulling a baby to sleep.
As a result, as she continued patting him, she fell asleep herself.
Chu Mingcheng felt her breathing even out, looked up, saw she was asleep, and couldn’t help but smile wryly.
He then shifted his position, cradled Jiang Luoluo in his arms, and closed his eyes to feign sleep.
Ti quickly ca to noon, and after a simple al, the sowhat idle Chu Mingcheng spent the whole afternoon in the dance room with her.
As for using the fish gathering feature to catch a batch of Ban Qin shrimp?
He wasn’t in the mood for that now, his mind preoccupied with the evening’s anticipation.
anwhile, Chu Mingcheng was also pondering over his Plan B. After today, he would probably be sleeping with Jiang Luoluo regularly, which could interfere with enhancing his physical condition.
But… that wasn’t to say there wasn’t a solution.
He looked at Jiang Luoluo dancing and suddenly let out a sinister laugh, seeming up to no good.
“Hey, what’s with that creepy laugh? What bad things are you thinking about!”
Jiang Luoluo, who’d been sweating from her dance practice, suddenly shivered, turned her gaze, and saw Chu Mingcheng’s smile reflected in the mirror, imdiately detecting his “malice.”
“You’ve misunderstood. I’m not thinking of anything bad. What I have in mind is a great thing for you.”
“What great thing?”
“I can’t say now, you’ll find out later.”
“Pfft, I don’t even want to know.”
Jiang Luoluo threw her head back with a bit of a tsundere attitude. Though curious, she wasn’t going to ask and decided he should tell her willingly, so she continued her dance practice.
The afternoon went by in a flash for her but dragged for Chu Mingcheng.
Fortunately, 4 p.m. finally arrived, and he got up to start cooking dinner.
Seeing this, Jiang Luoluo also stopped dancing and followed him into the kitchen.
As she prepared to tackle the Earth Dragon, Chu Mingcheng advised, “Luoluo, I personally suggest that you better not make that Earth Dragon soup.”
Jiang Luoluo, of course, understood his point and teased back, “You’re almost thirty, where’s this confidence coming from?”
Chu Mingcheng let out a soft sigh, wondering why his persuasions never ceased.
So he just picked her up and headed towards the bedroom.
Jiang Luoluo was instantly alard and started to struggle, “What are you doing, put down right now.”
“I’m proving a point to you!”
“I haven’t taken a bath yet…”
“Oh, that’s right!” Chu Mingcheng realized and then carried her into the bathroom.
Jiang Luoluo: “Get out!”
Chu Mingcheng: “I haven’t bathed either, let’s do it together.”
Half an hour later, Jiang Luoluo was tenderly carried out of the bathroom by him, her entire body limp and soft.
Chu Mingcheng had planned to co over in the evening, but his girlfriend was too assertive, provoking him all day long, so he had to make sure she was laid down first.
…Censoring as if it’s divine, skipping over…
Half an hour later, before the sky had completely darkened, Chu Mingcheng cradled Jiang Luoluo, gently wiping away the tear that slipped out of her eye corner due to pain and said tenderly, “Luoluo, you rest for a while, I’ll go make dinner.”
“No, I want to hold onto you!” Jiang Luoluo imdiately shook her head, her arms wrapping even tighter around him.
The slippery and soft touch excited Chu Mingcheng once again.
But he made no move, knowing that this was when a woman felt most insecure and needed his company the most.
So he held Jiang Luoluo, keeping her company.
Outside, the sky darkened unknowingly, and suddenly a “gurgling” sound echoed in the room.
“Hungry? You keep resting, I’ll go cook, otherwise, we’ll both be hungry tonight,” Chu Mingcheng said with an amused look at an embarrassed Jiang Luoluo.
“Mm…”
This ti she didn’t resist, letting go of her hold on him willingly.
Chu Mingcheng got up, his robust figure exposed to the air, causing her to shyly pull up the covers, as if trying to shield her eyes, yet not really wanting to.
The cover only covered her nose, and her bright eyes were unblinkingly fixed on him.
Rembering what Chu Mingcheng had done to her just before, Jiang Luoluo’s face flushed once more.
Heading to the kitchen, he first dealt with the Earth Dragon that hadn’t sold, and then he took out the Muscovy duck that he had bought around noon.
He knew how to make the Muscovy Duck and Earth Dragon soup, which was mainly beneficial for nourishnt, and it was perfect for Jiang Luoluo to drink.
As for himself, he didn’t need it since his energy was already overflowing, and having released a bit just then, he felt comfortable.
After dinner was prepared, Chu Mingcheng entered the room to find Jiang Luoluo already dressed in pajamas and off the bed.
Walking slowly, she seed uncomfortable.
Chu Mingcheng imdiately picked her up: “Why did you get down, doesn’t it hurt?”
“It hurts! But I have you,” Jiang Luoluo said with a sweet smile, resting her head gently on his chest, allowing him to hold her.
Loved and loved, this woman really knew how!
Chu Mingcheng then realized why out of the several girlfriends he had, his favorite, the one he felt deepest for, was Jiang Luoluo.
Her good temper, not being unreasonable, and understanding to consider the other person were one aspect.
It’s mainly because she was very capable herself, earned good money, and could handle many things on her own, yet she often showed that she needed him.
This gave Chu Mingcheng, as a man, a great sense of achievent.
Holding Jiang Luoluo to the dining table, Chu Mingcheng sat on a chair himself, letting her sit directly on his lap.
“What are you doing, it’s not convenient to eat like this, is it?”
Jiang Luoluo wriggled uncomfortably in his embrace, seeming embarrassed but without any intention of getting down.
“No, today I just want to hold you like this!”
Chu Mingcheng certainly wouldn’t put her down just because of her words.
If he really let her down, even with Jiang Luoluo’s good nature, she would probably sulk.
So n find their girlfriends’ anger baffling, but it’s often because they fail to understand the implications in their words.
Won are creatures who like to test and speak ironically; sotis their words do indeed need to be interpreted in the opposite way.
But n are naturally blunt, except for so scumbags who study these tricks to play with won, most simply learn over ti through experience.
So n don’t need to force themselves to learn or change because of this.
The dinner lasted a long ti with both of them being sweet and cuddly.
Chu Mingcheng carried Luoluo back to bed, cleaned up the kitchen, and then imdiately ca to accompany her.
But as young lovers who had just tasted the forbidden fruit, the night was destined not to be a peaceful one.
In the days that followed, they were sweet and clingy at ho until it was ti to shoot the dance video, and only then did they have to leave.
Fortunately, Jiang Luoluo had rested for a day and had recovered. Today’s filming had no issues.
Zhang Ruoi was still in charge of the filming, but this ti Chu Mingcheng didn’t just stand by and watch as before. Instead, he closed in on her to learn the techniques of filming.
He didn’t need to spend money on formal lessons; self-study combined with tips from Zhang Ruoi sufficed.
After all, she wasn’t professional but was capable of filming Jiang Luoluo’s dance, suggesting that the requirents for photography were not so high.
(Censored, heavily modified, nothing left! Only two updates today… Revising the chapter took so much ti, sigh!)
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