CHAPTER 351: CHAPTER 351: SHE PLAYS MIND GAMES

"Oh crap, I’m still wearing a towel! I’m gonna flash everyone!"

Lu Qing remained expressionless, while Han Shu silently closed the curtains.

"This outfit, you left it last time. Wear it."

As he spoke, he tossed over a red gown. Qin Miaomiao stared at the dress for a while; it looked familiar, but how did it end up in the car?

Oh, now she remembered—back then... car... exercise! Afterwards, Lu Qing had wrapped her up in his oversized suit and carried her upstairs!

The gown and the lingerie set had been ripped at the hem. Angry, Qin Miaomiao grabbed his hand and bit him lightly. He didn’t even flinch and said casually:

"Lately, you’ve been growing quite bold, huh?"

Qin Miaomiao thought about the things she’d been up to lately—endless promotional tours, her feet were practically falling off from exhaustion. Apart from being too busy to pay much attention to him and showing off a little with Jiaojiao, she hadn’t done much else, had she?

Lu Qing pinched her chin lightly and said word by word:

"You think I talk too much, huh? Urged me to hurry up and leave, huh? Even told me to shop for you, huh?"

Each "huh" was heavier than the last, making her little heart quake!

"So are you planning to carry me off and take me with you?"

Lu Qing, with a cold face, pinched her whole face—her delicate oval face was almost squished out of shape.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Husband, I’m wrong!"

Hadn’t she just gotten a little carried away?

Only then did Lu Qing let her go. He glanced at her lightly, then lay his head directly on her lap, saying casually:

"Call me when we get to the airport."

"Alright, okay."

The entire hour-long journey, Lord Lu kept his eyes closed and pretended to nap!

Poor her—she didn’t even dare move her legs, didn’t bring her phone, and didn’t have any clothes or toiletries.

She could only stare endlessly at Lu Qing’s face, staring until she was practically fatigued with his appearance. This was definitely Lu Qing’s revenge—to bore her to death!

Finally, they reached the airport. Lu Qing was taking a private plane. After getting out of the car, Han Shu unloaded the luggage, and the private jet stood parked not far away.

Lu Qing glanced at her and said coolly:

"Han Shu, arrange for someone to send her home."

Qin Miaomiao asked in surprise: "You... you don’t need me to come along?"

"No need. Just watch me board the plane, then go back."

Qin Miaomiao, furious, wanted to bite him: "Then why did you carry me into the car?"

Lu Qing gave her a sideways glance: "Because I like it. Got a problem with that?"

She immediately chickened out: "No, no, I wouldn’t dare."

Lu Qing didn’t hesitate; he didn’t even spare her an extra glance before boarding the plane. Qin Miaomiao stood there, watching his figure disappear into the cabin, and a surge of bittersweet longing suddenly welled up in her heart.

Especially as the plane began to taxi, her eyes even started to turn red.

Damn it, this was Lu Qing’s punishment!

Earlier, when she knew he was leaving, her first thought was just to send him off and wait for him to come home.

But now, having watched him leave by plane, the reality hit her like a ton of bricks—it took her ages to recover.

"Young Madam, it’s time to head back."

"Okay."

Once in the car, Qin Miaomiao was still caught up in her bittersweet emotions, so she borrowed his phone, logged into WeChat, and sent a series of angry messages to Lu Qing:

"You better not dare find any cute girls there, or see how I’ll deal with you!"

"How dare you leave so quickly? Don’t you know to give a goodbye hug or kiss? Not even looking back—cold and heartless!"

"Husband, I miss you. You better come home soon—or I’ll find a cute guy instead!"

"Husband, have a safe trip! Once you land, call me immediately—or better yet, video call me. If I see your face, I might start crying, you big jerk."

On the plane, Lu Qing read through her messages. The corner of his mouth curved up faintly, then... he tossed the phone aside.

Very good—his wife finally learned to care about him. She could be taught after all.