Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 392 - 393 Shy Miao Qingqing

Chapter 392: Chapter 393 Shy Miao Qingqing

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "Yingying, that idea of yours is really not bad."

Miao Xuanxuan spat at Song Xiaodong and said, "I’m neither your wife nor your lover. If you want to mess around, go find Qingqing. Humph, you’re not afraid that doing this every day will lead you to die of exhaustion."

Xiao Yingying immediately said, "Could that really happen? Brother Dongzi’s medical skills are so superb, and his Kung Fu is fierce too. His body must be incredibly strong, and he must be powerful in that respect as well. Wouldn’t you say so, Brother Dongzi?"

Song Xiaodong laughed again and said, "Exactly! Your Brother Dongzi has quite a good physique. Back in the day, I once seduced three women in a day, all European, and had them tamed and compliant by the end of the night."

"Wow, that’s incredible! Now I’m relieved," Xiao Yingying immediately said and kissed Song Xiaodong excitedly.

Miao Xuanxuan, however, squinted at Song Xiaodong and pinched him in the soft flesh of his waist, slowly saying, "Oh really? You have such a glorious history."

Song Xiaodong gasped, then realizing his slip, promptly forced a laugh and said, "I was just bragging, just bragging! How could I possibly do such ridiculous things?"

"Oh, is that so?" Miao Xuanxuan’s grip tightened a bit more.

Seeing Song Xiaodong wince in pain, Xiao Yingying immediately said sympathetically, "Sister Xuanxuan, all that’s in the past now. Besides, it just shows how strong Brother Dongzi’s constitution is; this will ensure we have a happy life in the future. If compatibility is lacking in that department, it’s easy for relationships to suffer."

"You sure seem to know a lot, don’t you?" Miao Xuanxuan turned to Xiao Yingying.

Xiao Yingying earnestly said, "It’s all in the novels, you know. Men and women are built differently. There’s that saying, ’only the ox dies from exhaustion, the field never wears out.’ Women are like the field, indestructible in that respect, but men need to be strong enough to keep their women satisfied. Especially since Brother Dongzi doesn’t just have one wife, he needs to have a strong body, or none of us would be happy."

Miao Xuanxuan’s face darkened as she said, "Where did you pick up all this rubbish?"

"From novels! Don’t you read them? This is knowledge, you know. It’s beneficial to read a bit more."

Miao Xuanxuan rolled her eyes and said, "I’d rather play a couple of games than read all that nonsense. Seeing what you’ve learned from those novels, I’m even less inclined to read them."

Song Xiaodong, with his arms around both of them, laughed heartily. At that moment, he felt utterly blissful, thinking to himself, ’life couldn’t be better, what more could one ask for.’

"Oh, I’m hungry. Sister Xiaoru isn’t home, Brother Dongzi, why don’t you cook for us?" Xiao Yingying rubbed her stomach.

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "Alright, I’ll cook for you today."

Normally, Song Xiaodong didn’t cook much, but today, feeling cheerful, he decided to whip up something. This change in attitude had made him positively affective. When one’s mood is good, even the smallest things in life can bring immense pleasure.

Watching Song Xiaodong hum a tune and happily cook, Miao Xuanxuan couldn’t remain upset anymore. She knew that his happiness wasn’t because he could spend a romantic evening with Miao Qingqing that night, but because he had resolved his own inner conflicts.

It was past nine when Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing finally came home. Song Xiaodong greeted them and said, "Have you eaten yet? If not, I can make something for you."

Song Xiaoru smiled and said, "We ate at the office. You’re quite motivated today; seems like some temptations are indeed quite powerful."

Miao Qingqing’s face turned bright red, and glancing at Song Xiaodong, she said in a fluster, "I’m going to take a shower first."

Miao Xuanxuan immediately burst into laughter, "I’m saying, Miao Qingqing, you’re really in a hurry, aren’t you? Thinking about getting all cleaned up and waiting for Dongzi to come to bed so early."

"You..." Miao Qingqing stopped in her tracks, her face flushing red, not knowing whether to advance or retreat, truly at a loss for what to do.

Xiao Yingying pursed her lips and smiled, "Sister Qingqing, I support you. On such a good day, of course you should prepare well. I’ll go help you run the bath and add some fragrance or something, make yourself smell even better, it sets the mood for the evening."

"No need, no need..." Miao Qingqing was so embarrassed she wished she could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Her relationship with Song Xiaodong was supposed to be a very private matter, but now it had become public knowledge, and everyone was teasing her about it, which was really too much for her to handle.

Song Xiaoru saw how embarrassed Miao Qingqing was and quickly said, "Stop teasing her already. Qingqing, I just remembered something, let’s talk." Then she pulled Miao Qingqing into her room.

Miao Qingqing was finally spared from the awkwardness, at least temporarily.

"Dongzi, the downstairs is yours tonight, I’m going up to sleep in your room," Miao Xuanxuan patted Song Xiaodong on the shoulder.

Xiao Yingying immediately said, "I’m also sleeping in Dongzi’s room."

"Don’t you have a room upstairs?" Miao Xuanxuan gave Xiao Yingying a look.

"My room isn’t as good as Brother Dongzi’s room, and besides, his bed has his scent, it feels like being held in an embrace, which is so comfortable."

"Yingying, I’ve realized now that you’re really a hooligan," Miao Xuanxuan said with a teasing tone.

Xiao Yingying linked her arm with Miao Xuanxuan’s, "Hehe, it’s perfect you can borrow some of my boldness, otherwise you’re always too shy, which is so good for you."

"I really don’t want you leading me astray," Miao Xuanxuan said pridefully, and then followed Xiao Yingying upstairs.

At that moment, Song Xiaoru also came out and went straight up to Song Xiaodong, speaking softly, "Dongzi, I have something to say to you."

"Go on," Song Xiaodong grinned.

"Don’t force anything—if Qingqing isn’t that willing, I don’t want you to pressure her."

Song Xiaodong chuckled softly, "Don’t worry, sis, I was just joking around."

"I’m relieved to hear you say that," Song Xiaoru patted Song Xiaodong on the shoulder. "Well, I’m also going upstairs now."

Song Xiaodong watched as Song Xiaoru went upstairs, then headed straight into Miao Qingqing’s room.

Miao Qingqing was changing her clothes and was startled, quickly covering her chest and scolding, "Why did you come in without knocking?"

Song Xiaodong, with his arms crossed, looked at Miao Qingqing with an appreciative gaze, "I don’t need to knock when entering my girlfriend’s room, do I? Besides, if I knocked, I wouldn’t have caught such a tempting view, right?"

"You rascal..." Miao Qingqing’s face turned red, then she bit her lip and said, "Okay, just look then, since it’s not like you haven’t seen it before." Saying this, she actually continued changing her clothes.