My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious
Chapter 239: Now, It’s Time for You to Pay Your Debt
CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 239: NOW, IT’S TIME FOR YOU TO PAY YOUR DEBT
How could Qin Miaomiao tolerate her proud "Divine Skill" being so effortlessly defeated?
She threw the cards onto the ground, but firmly gripped the dice in her palm, gnashing her teeth and saying:
"No, we’re continuing!"
Lu Qing glanced at her and said indifferently, "It seems you no longer have a better wager now."
"I do!"
"Oh? What is it?"
"Every time I lose, I’ll take off a piece of clothing."
Lu Qing’s gaze swept over her, and Qin Miaomiao deliberately straightened her chest, striving to prove that her wager was absolutely substantial!
"Barely acceptable, I suppose."
Damn it, what’s with that slightly disdainful tone?
Lu Qing felt somewhat regretful—after all, it would have been simpler to get straight to the point. However, if his dear wife wanted to play, then they would play; as long as she wouldn’t regret it.
The gambling match began. Twenty minutes later...
Qin Miaomiao pressed her body tightly against the soft sofa, clutching a large cushion to her chest just barely covering herself from being completely exposed.
To Lu Qing, the scene in front of him was delightful. From every angle, she was elegant, full of charm and amusement.
Gambling really was quite entertaining.
"You’re now down to not a single piece of clothing left. Do you still want to bet?"
Qin Miaomiao was already so crushed that she questioned her life. Could it be that her foolproof luck in gambling in her past life had truly run dry? No, she wouldn’t believe it! She was going to gamble with him to the end!
"Bet!"
"Oh? What will we bet this time?"
"A striptease. If I lose this time, I’ll perform a striptease for you!"
Lu Qing once again swept his gaze up and down her body. Though his expression appeared calm, the little Demon’s claws had already stretched out—excellent, his wife was really getting into this.
Feigning reluctance, he agreed: "Alright."
This time, she lost spectacularly.
And so, she offered up the first ten-minute striptease performance of her life. The movements were stiff, to say the least. And as per the creditor’s demand, she even had to purposely tease him. Poor her—someone with such rigid limbs—had to throw herself fully into it!
Lu Qing watched as she collapsed sideways on the sofa, still clutching a big pillow to shield herself.
"Do you still want to gamble?"
Once again, he dangled the bait in front of her.
"Bet!"
"What’s at stake this time?"
"I’ll serve you... for ten minutes!"
The sheer temptation made Lu Qing lick his lips in anticipation.
In a low, hoarse voice, he asked:
"Are you certain?"
"Certain!"
And so, five minutes later, Qin Miaomiao stared blankly at the dice, utterly incredulous. Suddenly, she bolted upright, grabbed the dice, viciously threw them to the ground, and stomped on them several times!
Lu Qing lounged on the sofa, looking at her like a king surveying his subjects. His voice carried a seductive undertone:
"Now, it’s time for you to repay your debt."
Qin Miaomiao wore an expression of utter despair—small bets bring delight, big bets cause harm, reckless bets lead to total ruin!
The plane landed smoothly. Qin Miaomiao was carried off the plane in Lu Qing’s arms, her body still wrapped in a thin blanket. Lu Qing’s face radiated triumph, while Qin Miaomiao’s...
Her dignity and pride were completely shattered. She resolved to hide from the world and enter self-imposed seclusion!
Little second, Little sixth, and Little seventh spent the entire flight cooped up in the storage area, playing landlord card games for over ten hours.
It was obvious—Young Master Lu wanted to spend quality time being affectionate with Young Madam. If they dared to interrupt, they must really have a death wish!
Poor them—three grown men cramped in such a small space, suffering from aching backs and cramped legs, playing cards without any enjoyment.
Little sixth muttered to himself, "Next time, we should bring Young Madam along—it’ll be a lot more entertaining. She’s really skilled!"
The supposedly highly-skilled Young Madam silently made a resolution: no more gambling—never again! At least...never gambling with Lu Qing again!