My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 152 - 151: The Overbearing Boss’s Burden

Chapter 152: Chapter 151: The Overbearing Boss’s Burden

He paused the movement of retracting his arm and looked up, only to see Wen Qiao silently mouthing two words to him, "Come here."

Fu Jinghen didn’t move, his eyes filled with confusion.

His palm was scratched again, conveying an impatient emotion, as if expressing the dissatisfaction of its owner.

The nail traced across his palm; it wasn’t painful, but it brought a strange sensation, making Fu Jinghen feel like his heart was also lightly scratched, causing a tickling feeling.

The next second, he tightened his grip, securing the mischievous paw in his palm firmly, and then leaned over.

A deliberately lowered female voice hung near his ear.

"I think my leg is cramping, rub it for me quickly."

Fu Jinghen: "...."

Although Fu Jinghen was a top engineering student, he had also done well in Chinese during his school days, but now he couldn’t find a single word to precisely and vividly express his feelings at this moment.

There was resignation and amusement.

Due to her fidgeting leading to a cramp, Wen Qiao felt slightly embarrassed. She, who cared so much about her image, couldn’t believe she was in such a comical situation.

Thus, she called Fu Jinghen over to whisper, their distance close enough to be negligible. Wen Qiao even felt that with a slight tilt of her head, she could kiss Fu Jinghen.

In fact, that’s exactly what she did.

Only, her target wasn’t Fu Jinghen’s face but his earlobe.

Wen Qiao didn’t know what she was thinking at the time; all she knew was that seeing Fu Jinghen’s fleshy earlobe made her think—

The chewy texture of this plump earlobe must feel particularly good.

As soon as this thought popped into her mind, Fu Jinghen’s earlobe was already in her mouth.

She gently bit down on Fu Jinghen’s earlobe and grinded it between her teeth, then she distinctly felt Fu Jinghen’s body stiffen.

It was the first time Wen Qiao was so bold; the embarrassment caused by her impulsiveness dispersed with Fu Jinghen’s reaction, even making her forget about the cramp in her leg.

She chuckled softly, let go of Fu Jinghen’s earlobe, pulled back a little, and coyly said, "Sorry, I just thought your earlobe looked quite pretty, and I couldn’t control myself."

Her tone couldn’t hide the laughter, and even without seeing her face, Fu Jinghen could imagine those familiar cunning eyes, like a little fox that had successfully sneaked a treat.

Fu Jinghen swallowed hard, closed his eyes for a moment to suppress the rising impatience in his heart, leaned his upper body back to increase the distance between them, and looked at Wen Qiao.

Sure enough, the little woman’s face was bright with laughter, not showing the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"President Fu, I heard that men with soft ears are afraid of their wives; since your ears are so soft, are you afraid of your wife too?"

Afraid of his wife?

Not a chance.

Absolutely not.

To think that he, the president of a listed company presiding over thousands of employees, was currently being teased by a woman six years his junior?

He couldn’t stand the thought of being laughed at if this got out.

That just wouldn’t do.

He was a man with the image of a domineering president.

As Wen Qiao laughed at him, she suddenly felt light, and then found herself in a broad and warm embrace.