The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief
Chapter 179 - 99 Should You Take Me to Meet My Grandfather Now?

Chapter 179: Chapter 99 Should You Take Me to Meet My Grandfather Now?

The man’s words seemed utterly natural, as if he were merely commenting on the nice weather today!

The woman didn’t notice when her lips were smeared with Italian sauce. Lu Jingchen caught sight of it from the corner of his eye, very naturally pulling over a few tissues. He leaned over slightly, raising his hand to help her wipe the sauce from her lips. Fortunately, the table was rectangular, so it was not very far to reach across from one side to the other; a slight rise from his seat was all it took to touch!

From the moment Song Qiao saw this table yesterday morning, she had already decided to replace it, as after all, dining at this table wasn’t necessarily better than those Chinese round tables!

For instance, if they had an occasional hotpot meal at home, it would be somewhat awkward with people sitting around this type of long table.

Song Qiao stared blankly at the man raising his hand to wipe the sauce from her lips, feeling a jolt as if electrified. She was just about to move her head backward to avoid his touch when the distinguished man gently opened his thin lips and stopped her!

"Don’t move, you have sauce on the corner of your mouth!" he said.

Song Qiao paused, quite unaccustomed to such contact. Compared to the man’s natural actions, she always felt she thought too much, and there was no reason not to adapt!

With that thought, Song Qiao obediently stayed still, her cheeks even flushing unnaturally red, beginning to chastise herself internally for being too easily embarrassed. It was just him helping her wipe her mouth, so why be shy?

The man quickly finished wiping the sauce from her lips and naturally returned to his seat, resuming his meal with refined elegance as he enjoyed the Italian pasta, as if the preceding actions had really been just a casual gesture!

Song Qiao calmed her emotions and also lowered her head to start eating the Italian pasta, absolutely baffled at how Lu Jingchen could so naturally perform all these actions on her so quickly!

It had to be said, the Italian pasta that Lu Jingchen made was really delicious, and coupled with the perfectly fried sunny-side-up eggs, Song Qiao who normally didn’t eat much ended up finishing a whole portion of pasta and even ate two eggs and drank a glass of milk, feeling so full afterwards that she just sprawled on the couch, not wanting to move anymore!

When Lu Jingchen came down after changing his clothes, he caught Song Qiao snorting like a little piggy and then curling up into the sofa, with her slim legs placed directly on the edge, looking every bit the noble Persian cat!

For a moment, Lu Jingchen even thought that he wasn’t raising a wife, but a noble Persian cat... and yes, a Persian cat that occasionally gets temperamental and acts spoiled and lazy!

Lu Jingchen stepped forward, his well-ironed trousers accentuating his long legs, and approached the Song Qiao who didn’t want to move from the couch. He looked down at the woman who might or might not have been asleep, his deep voice sounding very pleasant, "Tired?"

Lu Jingchen knew that Song Qiao had her own biological clock that woke her up at a specific time each day, just as it had this morning. From the moment he let her sleep last night to when she woke up, she had only slept for about four hours, and if you add the sleep from before, it was only about six hours in total!

Given how much he had taxed her last night and how early she woke up this morning, it really was a bit tough on her, she must have not rested well!

When Song Qiao heard Lu Jingchen’s voice, she immediately opened her eyes, staring up at the handsome man standing in front of her. She gauged her words carefully and after rubbing her belly, she sat up, "No, I think I just ate too much earlier, I feel a bit uncomfortable now!"

If she had known that overeating would be this uncomfortable, she wouldn’t have insisted on finishing her meal just because it tasted good!

Lu Jingchen sat down next to Song Qiao, his voice calm yet seemingly carrying a smile, "You ate until your stomach is quite round, like a little pig!"

Even though the two had become extremely intimate the night before, Song Qiao was still a bit unaccustomed to these intimate gestures between them. She subconsciously started to get up, but was immediately restrained by the man, who then began to appropriately massage her stomach with his strong hand!

The pressure was just right and surprisingly comfortable. Song Qiao knew struggling was futile, recalling that the man liked obedience. Hesitant for a moment, she chose not to move, allowing him to continue rubbing her stomach!