Lu Qian wanted to turn around.
But Mingzhu refused, she held onto him tightly, her nails digging deep into his flesh.
Her body was also trembling.
At this moment, Lu Qian really wanted to cry.
He was used to the storms and waves, having long been indifferent to fame and disgrace. However, when the girl he cared about held him and cried sadly, he couldn't help but be moved and shed tears.
"Pearl!" His voice trembled slightly.
Mingshu didn't answer her.
Her face was pressed against his back. Lu Qian was thinner than before, but much better than when he was sick.
After a long while, she asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
"No pain!"
Lu Qian finally turned back. He saw, he saw Mingzhu's little face was covered in tears.
This was the first time he realized that making amends didn't always bring overwhelming joy.
It turns out, heartbreak can be real!
Lu Qian stopped the fire with a backhand, gently stroking her face with a profound gaze.
He hadn't looked at her like that in ages.
Warm skin, close enough to touch, and it was his.

He couldn't help but lean down and kiss her, their hot bodies entwined, sending shivers down their spines.
His body stumbled and swayed, leaning against the sink.
Kiss over and over again.
In the end, she did nothing. She lay on his shoulder, silently weeping.
Lu Qian caressed her long hair.
He spoke gently after a long time, "Are you hungry? I'll cook some food for you."
"Mmm," she softly replied, her eyes red-rimmed.
Lu Qian gently patted her shoulder: "Go wash your hands! It's just in time for dinner."
Mingzhu trend leaves.
For a moment, she went to the master bedroom bathroom, turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face to calm down.
The person in the mirror.
His eyes were slightly bloodshot, and a faint flush appeared on his cheeks.
Mingzhu was stunned.
She hadn't blushed like that in ages, and only Lu Qian could make her so flustered. After all these years, they had been through so much together, and still, only he could truly stir her feelings.
She tried to let him go, trying to date different people.
She thought about a new life.
But what can you do, brother said, because she likes him, she just can't let go.
Now that she's back together with him, her whole heart feels alive again.
……
"Dinner is ready, come and eat!" Lu Qian said in a gentle voice.
She let out a sigh.
As she went to leave, she found him standing in the bedroom doorway. She lowered her head and tried to walk past, but he stopped her.
He pressed her against the door, his voice a low murmur. "Your face is so red! It's beautiful!"

She gently pushed him. “Don't talk to me like that.”
She said with reddened eyes, "I don't want it to happen so soon!"
All of them were adults, there was no need to spell it out. He knew she didn't want to get intimate with him so quickly. Lu Qian still had some manners, he smiled and rubbed her black hair.
Lu Qian cooked the dishes well, and he specially made her favorite ones.

Mingzhu ate quite a lot.

Lu Qian made her some fruit tea and brought it to her: "It's rare! I'll make you a salad tomorrow morning!"
"You seem to know quite a bit," Mingzhu said, sipping her fruit tea in small sips.
The lights are warm yellow.
The house, decorated with meticulous care, was cool and refreshing with the air conditioning running on a summer day. Her stomach felt satisfied with her meals, and any person would be in good spirits under such circumstances, and Mingzhu was no exception.

They all want to take things further.
Bridge the gap of several years.
But there hasn't been much communication for two or three years, plus the age difference and different social circles.
The only common ground we had was our children.
After a few words, Mingzhu smiled sheepishly.
She whispered, "Next time you see Miss Hu, please apologize for me. I was a little out of line!"
Lu Qian pinched her cheek: "It's my fault! I'll apologize to her."
Then, you look at me, I look at you.
I don't know what to say!
Before they got married, their relationship was fiery and passionate. They couldn't wait to be intimate whenever they saw each other. While they didn't talk much, now things felt different; a certain awkwardness had crept in.
It was late, Lu Qian persuaded her: "Stay here! I want to talk to you!"
Mingzhu didn't make a fuss either.
Between them, that sort of thing had been done countless times. They'd even acted as husband and wife. She couldn't possibly have said in a coy manner that she had to go home every night if they were sleeping in the same bed and talking.
Lu Qian washed after packing.
He took his yukata into the bathroom while she leaned against the window, calling back home. Mrs. Huo answered the call.

It's better to be reckless in your youth than anything else.
After a few words, she hung up the phone and met Lu Qian's gaze.
She suddenly felt a little awkward.
It felt like the first time sleeping with a man, nervously pulling at the scarlet silk robe covering her body.

Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy glow.
He smiled, went into the bathroom, and the sound of water came from inside after a while.
Mingzhu thought about waiting on the sofa, but then she thought it would be better to wait in bed. Finally, she even felt that she was being petty. It's just a bed, wasn't it?
She pouted and lay down on the bed in a huff.
She hugged a pillow tightly, her cheeks gently rubbing against it, still a little shy.
Lu Qian got into bed with damp hair, feeling a slight chill.
She was startled and turned, falling into his arms. She looked up at him and asked, "Did you take a cold shower?"
Lu Qian casually hummed in response.

Mingzhu was worried about his health and therefore not very happy.

Lu Qian held her hand gently under the blanket, pulling her slender body closer and into his embrace. He murmured softly, "It's alright! As long as you pay attention to your diet, everything else will be fine."
If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have come back.
The pearl remained silent.
After a long silence, he thought she didn't want to speak anymore, but then she reached out and turned off the light.
Then, her small face rested on his shoulder.
Her voice was very soft and light, "Actually, if you want to, I wouldn't refuse. Don't take a cold shower."
Lu Qian remained silent.
He caressed her waist gently with his palm.
Gradually, the palm grew warm...
Each breath was shallow, afraid to startle the other with their intentions. But how could such things be controlled? Soon enough, they became rapid and urgent.
Finally, Lu Qian couldn't help but hold her head in his hands.
He kissed her, while with the other hand he began to undo her bathrobe.
"Lu Qian!"
Mingshu's voice was like a kitten's as she looked up at the man above her.
Lu Qian hummed in response.
He took a box from the bedside table and put it beside him, then kissed her eagerly.

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