My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce
Chapter 1152 - 1152 1152 - Accompanying the Third Miss in

Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152 – Accompanying the Third Miss in Bed Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152 – Accompanying the Third Miss in Bed She didn’t know how much time had passed before everything finally calmed down, and Qiao Yin’s reason slowly returned.

She lay sweaty in Lu Lingche’s arms, covered by a thin blanket that left only half of her shoulder exposed.

Her eyelashes trembled, wanting to scold Lu Lingche, but she felt she couldn’t blame him entirely, as she had also lost her reason just now, indulging in his absurdity.

Lu Lingche looked at her cheeks flushed with redness, and a boundless tenderness surged from his heart. He gently brushed her forehead’s damp hair and bent down to kiss her, “Do you want to take a bath? I’ll carry you.”

As Qiao Yin listened to the movie’s end credits, she finally realized that she and he had foolishly carried on for nearly two hours.

She didn’t even have the strength to stand up: “Let’s rest for a while, I’ll wash later.”

Lu Lingche naturally did whatever she said. Seeing her voice was hoarse, he got up to pour a glass of water, then came back, picked her up, and helped her drink.

Once she had drunk enough and rested sufficiently, he picked her up crosswise, went upstairs, and entered the bathroom.

The bathroom quickly became a hazy world of steam.

Taking advantage of the steam which obscured vision, Qiao Yin’s fingers glided over Lu Lingche’s firm chest muscles.

His physique was just right—not too bulging, not too flat, truly “cloth-hanger skinny, shirtless chubby.”

Lu Lingche, with his good temper, let her play with him. Even though she aroused him again, he restrained himself and didn’t say a word, only focusing on washing her hair.

After washing her hair, he quickly cleansed himself.

Then, he turned off the showerhead, wrapped Qiao Yin in a large towel, and carried her out of the steamy bathroom, back to the bedroom.

Qiao Yin lay on the bed and began commanding Lu Lingche, “I want to drink water.”

Lu Lingche kissed her forehead and went to pour her another glass of water.

Qiao Yin took a couple of sips and then put it down, “My hair is too wet; I can’t sleep like this.”

Lu Lingche went to get the hair dryer and patiently dried her hair, then combed it smooth, “Miss, do you have any other commands?”

Qiao Yin thought for a moment and then said, “We haven’t finished watching the movie just now.”

Lu Lingche chuckled, “I’ll grab the pad, and we can watch it in bed together, alright?”

Qiao Yin nodded, “That’s fine, go get it!”

Suddenly, she felt that being a young lady had its benefits; having the surname Lu didn’t seem as bad as she had imagined.

Lu Lingche quickly brought the pad, and to prevent Qiao Yin from getting thirsty, he brought another cup of water.

However, he miscalculated; Qiao Yin no longer wanted to drink water, “I want strawberries.”

Lu Lingche suspected she was deliberately tormenting him, as he had run up and down the stairs three times in just a short while.

But the problem was, even if she was tormenting him on purpose, he found it joyful and pleasing.

As long as she was by his side, he was willing to do anything for her.

Wearing a smile on his lips, he went downstairs, brought up both strawberries and cherries, and placed them on the bedside table.

Qiao Yin pinched a strawberry, took a bite, tasting the sweetness, and finally felt satisfied, “Not bad, delicious.”

“Does Miss have any other commands?”

“No, you can step down now.”

Lu Lingche laughed out loud, climbed into bed to hug her, and started watching the movie with her.

Only, the movie he picked today had only a creepy beginning; the second half unexpectedly transformed from horror to romance.

Without the eerie atmosphere, Qiao Yin quickly fell asleep.

She must have been exhausted because she slept soundly. Lu Lingche watched her sleeping features, so peaceful and gentle, as if she was still the gentle little girl who never raised her voice.

For the first time, he wished tomorrow would not come so quickly, because at dawn, she would become cold again, and she would leave.

Their positions had been reversed—now, the detached one was her. After sleeping with him, she could leave without a hint of attachment, leaving him alone.

Lu Lingche smiled bitterly, still feeling he deserved it.

He turned off the pad, gently placed Qiao Yin’s head on the pillow, ensuring he hadn’t woken her up, and then leaned down to give her a light kiss, “Good night, baby, sweet dreams.”