Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Lu Jinnian used so much brute force that the kiss was more like a bite.

Qiao Anhao recalled the previous two times, the excruciating pain that had almost killed her, and she grew nervous. When Lu Jinnian was kissing her, she couldn’t help trembling. Due to the pain, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Lu Jinnian could distinctly feel Qiao Anhao trembling. On instinct, he looked down at her face and saw the moisture in her eyes. He suddenly remembered the previous time, how she had curled up on the bed, her face as white as a sheet. Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on her shoulders, his expression still cold, but his actions grew gentler, softer.

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When everything ended, Lu Jinnian lay on top of Qiao Anhao. After his release, his brain became hazy, as though his entire soul had been emptied.

Lu Jinnian lay on top of Qiao Anhao, panting. Unconsciously, he was about to stroke her hair, but before he could reach it, he clenched his hand into a fist roughly pulling it way. Turning, he came off her body. He took his robe and casually wrapped it around his body, then turned to look at Qiao Anhao. Curled in a corner of the sofa, she was breathing heavily.

Coldly, he said, ”For this transaction, text me if you have any advertisement you want. If you don’t have anything in mind, I’ll randomly assign you one.”

Finished, he walked towards the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind himself.

Qiao Anhao was the only one left in the living room. The moment Lu Jinnian turned away, she reached for her clothes, shielding her naked body. She rested a while before saving up enough energy to sit up and put on her clothes.

She stood up and looked at the tightly shut bathroom hesitantly. In the end, she left his room without a word.

It was already 12 am and Zhao Meng was already asleep. Qiao Anhao took a quick shower before quietly reaching her bed, yet her exhaustion had left her.

Tonight, she had no idea which sentence had infuriated him.