The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 882 - 301: He Has Loved Her for Seventeen Years

The man knelt directly on the bed with one knee, looking down at the small face that was almost within reach. He could barely make out the tiny pores on her skin, and his breath was filled with the scent of body wash she had just used. In that moment, Lu Jingchen slowly felt that he and this woman were truly husband and wife again.

This past week, Song Qiao hadn’t been staying at this villa, and he couldn’t see her. It was only then that he realized how big and lonely the villa felt.

Today, when he saw her on the drama set, he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms. But then he remembered the words she resolutely said at noon, and he forced himself to hold back.

He initially wanted to pressure her into bowing her head to him, but later, when he saw her again, it was he who bowed his head first.

If asked whether he regretted it, perhaps because he saw her lying here safely and soundly, he should have regretted it, but suddenly he didn’t feel regret at all.

If he had truly suppressed the impulse to bring her back then, he wouldn’t have seen the real scene of her lying here now.

Song Qiao was half asleep, suddenly feeling as if her breath was snatched away. She furrowed her brows and opened her eyes, immediately seeing the handsome face close at hand.

At this moment, Lu Jingchen was covering her body, yet without pressing any weight on her. His thin lips directly blocked hers.

Song Qiao’s eyes widened, and she instantly became fully conscious. She reached out to push against his chest, struggling to break free, "Lu... Lu Jingchen, what are you doing... let go of me... um, no!"

Hearing her voice, the man’s half-closed eyes opened instantly, his deep black eyes looking straight at the woman in front of him. Then he obediently let go of her, his lips showing a light but very gentle smile, "Awake now?"

Song Qiao looked at Lu Jingchen, and directly used her hands to prop herself up on the quilt, retreating backward to put some distance between them. She looked at him with discontent and spoke, "What are you doing?"

Kissing her while she slept?

Doing something so low really made her want to pick up the lamp beside her and smash it over his head.

The woman’s face still bore hints of confusion from just waking up, but her eyes were steadfastly staring at the man in front of her without any ambiguity.

Yet, in the man’s eyes, she looked like she was being coquettish.

Lu Jingchen looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart softened significantly. He quickly pinched her cheek and gave her a kiss on the head before speaking, "I originally called you to come eat, but you didn’t respond after a few times, so I thought I’d kiss you awake. Now that you’re awake, let’s go eat, hmm?"

Song Qiao held the quilt tightly in both hands, pulling it up to reveal only her shoulders in the pajamas, without speaking. She just looked at Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen stepped off the bed onto the carpet, looking down at her. When he noticed she didn’t react at all, he raised his eyebrows and only after a while did he speak, his deep voice very appealing, "Not hungry? I made your favorite dishes."

Song Qiao took a deep breath, looked at the man in front of her, and slowly began to speak, "I’m not hungry right now. I already ate when I was at my grandpa’s place."

Moreover, she didn’t really have an appetite anyway.

Lu Jingchen’s dark eyes looked down at her small face without blinking once, having ultimately decided to compromise. It took a long time before he finally said, "Then go to sleep. I’ve saved some for you, if you get hungry at night just tell me, and I’ll bring it up for you."

Song Qiao raised her eyes to glance at him and did not let her gaze linger too long on his face, so she did not notice the strange expression there. After lightly saying, "Okay," she lay back down to continue sleeping.

Lu Jingchen stood by the bed watching her as she closed her eyes to go back to sleep. His hand by his side clenched into a fist unconsciously, and only after the sound of her steady breathing filled the room did he slowly release it, his body revealing a sense of powerlessness!