Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 89 - 88 Are You a Pig?

Chapter 89: Chapter 88 Are You a Pig?

"Honey, are you sure you’re not hungry? But this porridge smells so good, don’t you want to try it?"

Lu Tianxing picked up the winter melon and pork rib porridge from the side, and as he lifted the lid, a rich aroma of porridge filled the air, stimulating one’s appetite.

Lu Tianxing chuckled, teasingly waved the porridge in front of Bai Zhiqing, took a deep breath, and said with bliss, "It’s delicious, incredibly delicious. The century-old store really makes it different. Honey, are you sure you don’t want to try?"

Bai Zhiqing, almost by reflex, scrunched up her nose and sniffed lightly, feeling as though the aroma turned into a pair of hands, summoning all her cravings. She realized she had actually gone almost a whole day without food and was indeed hungry.

At this thought, Bai Zhiqing felt a surge of irritation. That jerk, Lu Tianxing, knew all too well she hadn’t eaten all day, and yet he flaunted the porridge right in front of her. Didn’t he know to just leave it there and go away? He was completely clueless.

"Hold on, Bai Zhiqing, you must resist. You’re not hungry, not at all. Don’t fall for this Casanova’s trick. Maybe this winter melon and pork rib porridge just smells good but tastes even worse than pig slop. You have to resist, you can’t let this jerk look down on you."

Bai Zhiqing reminded herself continuously, restraining herself from smelling the fragrance, but the more she resisted, the more the aroma seemed to infiltrate her nostrils. Her stomach growled, and she couldn’t help but sneak glances at the pork rib porridge in Lu Tianxing’s hands before quickly looking away like a thief, which was quite adorable.

Lu Tianxing, holding the winter melon and pork rib porridge, was constantly observing Bai Zhiqing’s expressions. He secretly chuckled to himself every time he caught her stealing looks.

No matter how cold you are, in the end, you’re a woman. At this moment, Lu Tianxing felt Bai Zhiqing was a real woman, not the icy goddess on a pedestal.

Of course, Lu Tianxing dared not show any sign of his amusement; if Bai Zhiqing noticed, she might get embarrassingly furious and lash out at him.

"So fragrant, really fragrant. This aroma can make one drool a thousand feet. It’s making me want to eat it all. Honey, are you sure you don’t want any?"

Lu Tianxing called out again, taking a deep breath, and showed a look of indulgence.

Bai Zhiqing was internally conflicted, similar to how she felt when making her first major decision as head of Bai’s Group; it was supremely difficult to choose. She wanted to grab the winter melon and pork rib porridge from Lu Tianxing’s hands, but the last shred of her dignity advised her against embarrassing herself in front of this jerk.

To eat or not to eat!

To eat would be admitting defeat to Lu Tianxing and losing her pride in front of him; to refuse meant continuing to starve. It was indeed a tough decision.

Watching Bai Zhiqing’s dilemma over whether to eat or not, Lu Tianxing secretly found it amusing, but said out loud, "Sigh, honey, you are too good to me. Guessing I hadn’t eaten my fill just now, you specially left this porridge for me. Don’t worry, I won’t let you down. I’ll make sure to finish every last drop."

With that, Lu Tianxing reached out for the soup spoon beside him.

Whoosh!

A white blur flashed before him, and the bowl Lu Tianxing was holding vanished without a trace.

"Lu Tianxing, are you a pig? Eating so much, don’t you know that binge eating is bad for your health? Humph, I’ll have you know, I’m not taking the porridge for myself, but for the sake of your health."

Seeing Lu Tianxing ready to eat her dinner, Bai Zhiqing could no longer hold back, grabbed the winter melon pork rib porridge from Lu Tianxing’s hand, and began to drink it quickly.

"It really is delicious. Could it be that this guy didn’t lie to me, and this porridge is truly made by a century-old store? How come I didn’t know there’s a century-old store around here?"

For some reason, Bai Zhiqing felt that today’s bowl of porridge was especially tasty, better than any other porridge she had ever had.

Lu Tianxing smiled as he watched Bai Zhiqing gobble up the porridge without caring about her image. Actually, everything he had just said was to deceive Bai Zhiqing; where was this a porridge from a century-old store? It was just porridge cooked by an ordinary restaurant. As for the taste, when you’re hungry, even the worst food probably tastes like a delicacy, unparalleled in flavor.

Watching Bai Zhiqing, who didn’t care about her image at all, Lu Tianxing had a slight illusion: was this woman in front of him the same unapproachable, noble CEO from the company?

At this moment, Bai Zhiqing showed none of the pride, aloofness, and strong presence she had inside the company; she was clearly a little foodie, and of course, a little foodie mixed with a hint of fierce spirit.

"Hehe, it seems Mrs. Zhao was right, Bai Zhiqing’s coldness is just an external facade. If you tear off this layer, she’s no different from any other woman—prone to tears, laughter, and fuss."

Lu Tianxing let out a soft chuckle, took out a cigarette from his pocket intending to light it up for himself, but then thought better of it and put it back into his pocket. He smiled watching Bai Zhiqing, who was wolfing down the food without regard for her appearance, feeling a warm sensation rising in his heart.

The whole ward fell into silence, and it took a good while for Bai Zhiqing to put down the bowl in her hand. Looking at the bowl with only a little residue left, she couldn’t help but have a flush of red spread across her pretty face, her mouth corners bearing some grains of rice due to her rapid consumption of the porridge.

Seeing this, Lu Tianxing couldn’t help sighing and said, "Look, just look at you women, only when you go out are you the cleanest and most beautiful. When you’re with your husband, you lose all your image, not even knowing to wipe the rice grains at the corner of your mouth."

Bai Zhiqing then realized there were grains of rice on her lips. She wanted to lick them off with her tongue but felt too embarrassed to do so. She wanted to wipe them with a napkin, but there was none around. Surely she couldn’t use her sleeve.

"Sigh, considering that you’re a patient, I’ll wipe them off for you."

Lu Tianxing said, bending over and getting close to Bai Zhiqing’s face, he held her head with both hands to keep her from moving.

As their faces drew closer, Bai Zhiqing gradually realized what Lu Tianxing wanted to do. Her eyes widened as she looked at him, her heart in disarray. It seemed as though her whole brain had gone blank, her pretty face tensed up, lips tightly closed, tension reaching its peak. She wanted to stop Lu Tianxing, but she couldn’t muster any strength in her body.

Finally, Lu Tianxing’s lips kissed the corner of Bai Zhiqing’s mouth.

Boom!

Bai Zhiqing’s body trembled, as if struck by lightning, her delicate body quivering slightly. A sensation she had never felt before surged to her heart, even making her go weak for a moment.

Strictly speaking, this was her first time having such intimate contact with a man. The previous time didn’t count; she had been drugged and had relations with Lu Tianxing in a daze. Now, this was the first true intimate contact with Lu Tianxing, leaving her feeling out of her element.

Bai Zhiqing was starting to get scared. The longer she stayed with Lu Tianxing, the more she felt her psychological defenses crumbling. She had known Lu Tianxing for only a few days, yet she had begun to accept this kind of intimacy in her heart. She had never felt like this before, and the change was causing her a sense of anxiety and unease.