CHAPTER 350: CHAPTER 350: HONEY, REMEMBER TO BUY IT FOR ME

"Where to? France? No way! I’ve been there once, and I’m already sick of it."

Such a dangerous place—she wasn’t going. If she went, she’d just be a burden to Lu Qing, better to stay put.

Lu Qing grew increasingly annoyed and cast her a sideways glance: "Aren’t you worried I might find a French girl?"

Qin Miaomiao narrowed her eyes, stared at him for a moment, and then said:

"If you dare to look for little girls, I’ll go find little brothers—and not just one! A few of the newly signed young artists at my company are ridiculously handsome, young, fit, and...."

Before she could finish, he bent down and directly bit her lips. With just a bit of force, Qin Miaomiao clung to him and dragged him into the bathtub.

Water spilled everywhere.

For once, Lu Qing truly experienced what it felt like to meet his match—it turned out, someone’s passion was a whole new kind of fun.

Even though his wish for a full-body massage hadn’t come true, well, it could wait until next time.

Lu Qing finished packing his luggage, went downstairs, and as he was at the door, Qin Miaomiao came running over wrapped in a towel, covered in suds, barefoot, and dripping water everywhere.

Utterly alluring, her gaze still carried a hint of innocent clarity.

She leaned against the door and asked, "When will you be back?"

"Seven days."

Lu Qing felt a little triumphant inside—so now she’s thinking about him? Hmph, too late!

"Oh...."

Seeing her visibly unhappy expression, Lu Qing thought for a moment and added:

"Since you’re so reluctant to part with me, I’ll be ’merciful’ and try to return within five days."

"Really? Then bring me back some stuff, here’s a list—everything I want is written on it. Thank you, hubby, muah!"

As she spoke, she pulled out an absurdly long list!!!

She stuffed it into his hand, and as Lu Qing held onto the list, that thin piece of paper was nearly crushed to pieces!

"You want me to be your shopping agent?"

"Wow, hubby even knows the term ’shopping agent’? Amazing! Hubby, I already paid for your travel expenses. When you return, I’ll make up for that ’full-body massage’ thing—how’s that?"

Lu Qing snorted: "Throw in a striptease while you’re at it!"

"OK."

"Pole dancing works too."

"Uh... alright?"

A bit reluctant—pole dancing, seriously? That takes serious skills, okay? With her creaking joints, she’d probably end up injuring herself!

Only then did Lu Qing tuck the list into his pocket, ruffle her hair hard, and said:

"Keep your phone on 24/7. Before 11 PM, send me a WeChat message every hour. If I send a video call, you must pick up. Stay away from Jiaojiao and Rong Lan."

Qin Miaomiao brushed off his arm and said helplessly: "Lord Lu, you’re supposed to be a domineering CEO. If you keep nagging like this, you’ll turn into Little Fourth instead. If your fangirls see this, they’ll ditch you immediately. So, Lord Lu, please turn around and strut away without hesitation!"

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes: "You want domineering behavior, huh? Fine, I’ll show you some real dominance!"

With that, he hoisted her onto his shoulder and started walking out. Qin Miaomiao screamed:

"Lu Qing! What are you doing?!"

"Packing you up and taking you with me!"

"I’m not going! Put me down! Don’t walk so fast—I’m getting dizzy, I’m going to throw up...."

From this upside-down angle, all she could see was his perky backside! Ugh, why did she have to go and roast him earlier?

Now look—she was really getting packed up and carried away. She still had so much to do, and what was the point of going to France anyway?

Lu Qing directly stuffed her into the car, and Han Shu, who was driving, flashed her a sparkling grin: "Hello, Young Madam."

Qin Miaomiao glared at him: "Hi? Nope, I’m terrible!"

"Drive. To the airport."