Lu Qing spread five fingers toward her, and Qin Miaomiao’s eyes widened: "Five... five nights?"
Lu Qing shook his head: "Fifty."
Qin Miaomiao: .....
"Forget it, I’ll just go find Ninth Uncle then. After all, it’s just a cao, a few lines, a couple of minutes tops. If Ninth Uncle doesn’t want to show his face, showing just his chin would work too. Anyway, I think with Ninth Uncle’s dashing good looks and his ridiculously high charisma, he could absolutely nail this badass villain role."
Lu Qing chuckled, but the smile carried a hint of coldness:
"Forty nights."
"Oh co on, actually I think Little Sixth isn’t bad either. With a little polish, he’d still manage to pull off that cool aura. After all, he doesn’t need to show his whole face, does he?"
"Thirty nights."
"Hmm, Little Seventh isn’t terrible either. Sure, he’s a bit young, but if we tweak the character into so neurotic teenager with a psychotic split personality, it could totally work."
"Twenty nights."
Qin Miaomiao squinted her eyes playfully and smiled: "Hubby, are you really prepared to go back-and-forth like this, negotiating ten nights at a ti? How about a flat rate—three nights, and I’ll let you do whatever you want. Deal?"
Lu Qing raised his hand to ruffle her hair. Um... the force was a little much—her hair was practically turned into a ss looking like a dog’s tail!!!
He smiled faintly: "Plus cosplay, the full package, chest massage, full-body massage, essential oil spa, and foot reflexology. Deal?"
Qin Miaomiao: .....
Well, they do say the older the ginger, the spicier it gets. This old fox Lu Qing, he’s managed to elevate bedroom gas into an art form, into pure class!
With all that, if she’s not crippled waist down, then her arms are definitely gone!
Qin Miaomiao was so furious she laughed instead.
"Dear hubby darling, how about I help you find a premium little chick? This entire package wouldn’t even cost ten thousand bucks, guaranteed to pamper you completely. What do you think?"
Lu Qing stared at her face for a long while: "Deal."
Qin Miaomiao flipped out instantly: "Deal, my ass! You fucking try letting another woman touch even one of your fingers and see what happens!"
Her man, touched by another woman? What does she look like, dead?
Lu Qing curled his lips into a smile. They say he’s the jealous type, but her possessiveness isn’t any less.
Qin Miaomiao harrumphed: "How about this—when we wrap filming, that’s when I’ll pay you your compensation, how about that?"
Lu Qing’s gaze deepened, his voice lowering: "Three days... three nights?"
He lingered on the word "days," emphasizing it in a way that made Qin Miaomiao curse him internally as an old fox again. When it cos to flirting, no one’s a match for him!
"Exactly! Three days, three nights! Non-stop every night. You better have your dicine ready. If you suddenly can’t keep up, don’t bla ."
Lu Qing’s hand wrapped around her waist, tightening slightly: "Babe, are you doubting my stamina?"
"Just a precaution! There’s still a long way to go before the shoot’s done. Plus, you know —I either don’t do sothing, or I do it perfectly. For this movie, I’ve set myself a tiline of one month. So, hubby dear, you’ll have to fully support during this period. For example, abstinence."
It dawned on Lu Qing what her sneaky sche was. Ha, she’s getting crafty now, learning so tricks.
"Alright."
"Really?"
There was a faintly sinister light in Lu Qing’s eyes: "But don’t regret it."
Why does she suddenly feel a chilly draft? Must be an illusion! Definitely just an illusion!
"Of course I won’t regret it."
A peaceful month, how delightful! As for those three days after a month?
Heh, just words anyways. He actually believes her?
Worst case, she’ll run off to Liyuan. Aha, what’s Xiao Bai up to anyway? Might as well give Ninth Uncle a video call.
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