Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 313 - 314 Adjust a Little Affection

Chapter 313: Chapter 314 Adjust a Little Affection

"What are you doing? Of course, it’s a massage," Song Landong rolled his eyes at Miao Qingqing.

"Then why are you lifting my clothes?" Miao Qingqing pressed her hands against her lower abdomen’s clothing and glared.

"Look, Miao Qingqing, I need to massage you. How can I do it through clothes? I need to be sure of the acupoints, and there’s also the warmth of my palms. Would it be effective through clothes?"

"But... but..." Miao Qingqing’s mouth twitched, and glaring, she said, "Then you can’t have any ulterior motives, don’t think about taking advantage of me."

"What do you think?" Song Xiaodong smiled and looked at Miao Qingqing.

"You..." Miao Qingqing was suddenly speechless. In her heart, Song Xiaodong was the kind to never pass up a bargain. The words she just spoke were utterly pointless.

"Humph, fine, you can take advantage of me, but do not forget our agreement," Miao Qingqing lifted her chin. Song Xiaodong was always evasive, so using this tactic should restrain him.

Song Xiaodong rubbed his nose and said, "You make a good point. I am your boyfriend after all, taking advantage doesn’t only feel right, but it’s not taking advantage, it’s my right, and you have the duty to go along with it."

Miao Qingqing’s eyes widened, and she stared dumbfounded at Song Xiaodong. Could this guy be any more shameless? She intended to use her words to suppress him, but instead, it seemed like she had presented herself on a platter.

Song Xiaodong’s face moved close to Miao Qingqing’s, and with a seductive voice, he said, "Come on, my little darling, let me rub your tummy. Don’t worry, I will definitely make you feel like you’re flying, and make you realize how joyful it is to be a woman."

"You jerk, if you’re going to massage then do it properly, stop being so frivolous with me, or you’ll regret it." Miao Qingqing pushed Song Xiaodong away, yet she felt her face heating up and her body going weak.

With a grin, Song Xiaodong said, "Then lie down, how can I massage you while you’re sitting?"

"You can’t massage while I’m sitting, so why did you lift my clothes earlier?" Miao Qingqing’s face darkened, truly infuriated by this guy.

Frustrated as she was, her anger was different from before. Before remembering what happened two years ago, when Song Xiaodong teased her, it genuinely infuriated her from the heart outward. But now, even if she got angry, it wasn’t truly serious.

"This..." Song Xiaodong chuckled dryly, "I was just concerned about you, seeing you in pain from menstrual cramps, I just wanted to help ease it a bit."

"You think I would believe that?" Miao Qingqing asked unamusedly.

"Of course, you will. I’m such a pure person, how can you not trust me?"

"Pfft..." Miao Qingqing was amused despite herself, "I’ve never seen anyone with a thicker face than yours; it’s absolutely unbeatable."

"A thick face is a feast, hurry up and lie down. I can’t wait to feel your tummy."

"You..." Miao Qingqing was speechless, finally realizing that arguing with Song Xiaodong on this would only make her lose out more and make her increasingly upset. She simply lay down. It’s just a stomach massage, just letting this guy take a small advantage. They had even been intimate before; what was there to fret about anymore.

"I’m lifting your clothes now. Don’t think again that I’m doing something to you." Suddenly, Song Xiaodong became serious.

This style change was so abrupt that Miao Qingqing was somewhat unaccustomed to it, instead, she looked at Song Xiaodong even more nervously, fearing he might do something more.

Song Xiaodong pinched Miao Qingqing’s clothes in both hands, pulling gently upward, moving very slowly, a little bit at a time.

Miao Qingqing’s face darkened, and the slow motion made her feel even more embarrassed. Angrily, she said, "You jerk, are you doing this on purpose? Can’t you pull a little faster?"

"Oh," Song Xiaodong replied, then quickly yanked her clothes upward, lifting Miao Qingqing’s shirt over her face.

Miao Qingqing exclaimed and quickly pulled her clothing down, feeling both angry and embarrassed because she felt a chill over her chest; the jerk had pulled it too far up, exposing sensitive areas.

"You... you jerk." Miao Qingqing lifted her foot to kick Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong stretched out his hand and seized her foot, saying with a grin, "At this time, you really shouldn’t be exercising vigorously."

Miao Qingqing struggled but couldn’t break free, and angrily said, "Let go of me, or do you want me to kick you off the bed?"

Song Xiaodong grinned and said, "I told you, no intense exercise. How can I let go and let you kick me? I’m considering your health," and while speaking, he gently squeezed Miao Qingqing’s foot.

A tingling sensation spread rapidly from her foot throughout her body. Miao Qingqing gasped, her face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anger, and she said, "Let go of me now, you pervert."

"What a pity, such a good foot, but it’s a bit deformed," Song Xiaodong shook his head.

"Deformed..." Miao Qingqing also knew her big toe was somewhat deformed from always wearing high heels, a source of her annoyance. She asked, "Can this be treated?"

"Of course, a massage would do. You’re not thinking about having me massage your feet tonight, are you? I warn you, don’t get any ideas. I don’t have a foot fetish and won’t do it."

"Then why are you still holding it?" Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong and said, "I don’t care, you are a doctor, and you’ve seen my foot is deformed. You have to treat it."

"Hey, can you be any more unreasonable? Do you know how expensive my consultation fees are? Just today, treating a couple of arms cost forty million; massaging your foot would definitely need fifty million."

"You’ve got another forty million credited to your account?" Miao Qingqing’s eyes lit up, filled with excitement.

"Hey, are you targeting my money again?" Song Xiaodong glared at Miao Qingqing.

"I’m not targeting your money, I’m your girlfriend, right? Your money is the same as mine, and besides, I help you invest it. Sister Xiaoru is also there to oversee, I won’t misuse your funds."

"I tell you, Miao Qingqing, I suddenly find that if you thickened your skin, you really would be something," Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes.

Miao Qingqing’s face reddened, and she retorted, "The main thing is our relationship, right? I wouldn’t covet anyone else’s money. Just settle this, hurry up and transfer the money to my account, no no, transferring it to Sister Xiaoru’s account will do."

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened, cursing his own loose lips; the money hadn’t even reached his account yet, and Miao Qingqing was already eyeing it.