My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 1049 - 959: Joy

"Can we talk face to face? My neck is really sore."

Qin Miaomiao inquired of Lu Qing, her expression somewhat weary. Just as she lowered her guard and prepared to step closer, Lu Qing swiftly pinned her against the bed.

"Mrs. Teng, you've returned quite late today. Don't you intend to offer your dear husband an explanation?"

Upon hearing Lu Qing's words, Qin Miaomiao privately found his behavior childish. However, she dared not voice this thought, unsure how to placate him if he were to become petulant. Men, she mused, were often like children, perhaps even more so.

"You truly are acting like a child."

With conviction, Qin Miaomiao couldn't help but scrutinize Lu Qing. Their fingers intertwined, his gaze locked onto hers, lingering on the dimples that appeared as she smiled. In that moment, he felt his heart swell with contentment.

"I had an extended meeting today, and a new production is set to commence next week, which is why I returned late."

Qin Miaomiao explained, noting the clear dissatisfaction on his face. Yet, she felt powerless to alter the circumstances. Having seen through Mo Wenwan’s schemes, she understood the necessity of working even harder to avoid being sidelined.

Lu Qing observed Qin Miaomiao's distant expression. As a playful retort, he pressed his lips to hers. Witnessing her eyes widen in surprise, he then stated earnestly,"I'm aware you're facing considerable pressure lately, and everyone's feelings are valid. I understand this. Look at Xu Jiaojiao's concerned expression; you truly don't need to burden yourself so much."

"There's no alternative. The pressure in this industry is immense. If I don't remain diligent, I'll soon be obsolete. Furthermore, I intend to sign a few promising writers. This will allow me to delegate script approvals and make necessary adjustments more easily," Qin Miaomiao revealed, a clear plan forming in her mind.

Lu Qing felt a surge of pride watching her become increasingly proficient in her work. However, her burgeoning career meant they seldom saw each other except at night, often too exhausted to even exchange a few words before sleep claimed them. He had returned earlier today, free of social obligations, yet Qin Miaomiao had not arrived until this very moment.

"As a penalty, you shall prepare the bath."

Qin Miaomiao responded to Lu Qing's decreed punishment with a playful grin,"Just prepare the bath? Don't you also want me to wash your hair?"

"Originally, I had envisioned us sharing a romantic bath. You may ponder that possibility now."

Hearing Lu Qing's words, Qin Miaomiao's face flushed intensely. Despite being a wife and mother, the mere thought of a romantic bath sent her imagination racing.

"You're quite the mischievous one, looking as though you're about to drool."

Lu Qing teased, pointing playfully at Qin Miaomiao's cheek with a knowing smile. Seeing her pout in mild annoyance, he stood up, gently pulling her from the bed,"Alright, go and prepare the bath."

"Just you wait."

Qin Miaomiao recognized that Lu Qing sometimes relished making remarks that ignited one's imagination. Yet, invariably, she would take his words to heart, contemplating them deeply, only to later realize his endearing, albeit mischievous, nature.

"The bathwater is ready."

Lu Qing shed his outer jacket, leaving him in his trousers as he entered the room.

Qin Miaomiao, showing no outward reaction to his presence, prompted him instead,"Go ahead and bathe; I'll just wash my hands."

With that declaration, she moved to exit the room.

"Wait a moment."