"Cold dish."
"Hey, hey, hey, you can't play me like this! I'm talking to you about something really serious."
He pressed her under him, his voice calm:
"It wasn't unintentional; it was deliberate."
Qin Miaomiao immediately flared up upon hearing that:
"Deliberate? Hubby, your sense of revenge is really something else!"
"Mm, any objections?"
"Wouldn't dare."
"Good girl."
"What if I didn't come back?"
Lu Qing shot her a glance, one so meaningful it was hard to decipher. Then he spoke at an unhurried pace:
"You wouldn't stay away. You're too impatient for that."
"But you still owe me an apology."
"And don't you owe me one too?"
Qin Miaomiao obediently muttered in a low voice, "Sorry."
"Good girl."
In retaliation, she bit down on his shoulder in one swift motion, even leaving teeth marks behind.
"Hubby, does it hurt?"
