Chapter 852 Young Master Lu
Long Jinjing slapped Lu Zihao's arm even as his vulgar words affected her, making her feel all hot and bothered. His effect on her was no joke. She needed to find a way to not let him affect her too much before she went crazy for him.
"S-stop it, Nikolai," she stammered.
Lu Zihao grabbed her waist and caged her with his arm. "Hoooo~ I didn't see you for only a day but it seems that you've grown bolder while I was gone. Now you're even hitting me. What's next, Jinjing? Are you going to tie me in bed and have your wicked way with me?"
"W-what are you saying?" she squeaked. His words evoked vivid images to play inside her head. She felt her face and neck…no, she felt her entire body heat up until she feared that she might overheat.
"Heh~ Look at you. I bet you're thinking about something dirty." He leaned forward and whispered to her ear in his sinful voice, "I bet it involves me, naked and hard. And you, hot and wet."
"Y-you…" She pressed her face on his chest to hide from his teasing eyes. Ah, so embarrassing!
His chest vibrated from a devilish chuckle. He pulled her closer to him in a tight hug. "It's okay, Jinjing. It's perfectly normal to have dirty thoughts about your own boyfriend. I think so, at least. I already told you that there's no need to be so shy when you're around me."
After a few moments, she began to recover from her embarrassment, though not completely yet. She gestured for them to start eating dinner. Fortunately, his focus shifted to the food, giving her some breathing room from his vulgar teasing.
"I heard that Robin will be teaching you some self-defence," Lu Zihao said while they ate.
"Huh? Is that what she said?" She frowned and thought about it. "Actually, I was going to sign up for a gym membership yesterday but Robin offered to give me private training instead. She said that she's a more effective trainer than the ones in the gym."
He nodded. "That's right. You're better off being trained by her. I trained all my subordinates, so I'm sure that they know what they're doing."
"But I don't remember her saying anything about teaching me self-defence."
He finished chewing the food in his mouth before replying. "I heard that you asked for a training regimen that will increase your strength and stamina. I wonder why." The teasing glint returned in his eyes.
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"Don't worry," he said. "Robin will train you properly. Don't think about the self-defence part too much. Just treat it as part of the training regimen. Besides, it's better if you learn how to defend yourself in physical fights. It's a good skill to have."
She thought for a moment and concluded that he made sense.
"I'll be the one to train you when I'm available," he added in a casual tone.
Her eyes widened in momentary surprise before she smiled. "Okay."
"I'm a strict trainer. Better be ready. I won't go easy on you just because you're my girlfriend. You want results. I'll give you results but you need to work hard for it."
"I know," she whispered. "Robin and Shun told me."
After dinner, she washed the dishes while he leaned against the wall to watch her.
"I'll buy you a dishwashing machine," he said.
"No need."
"Why? Washing by hand after every meal looks so boring."
She shook her head while continuing to wash the dishes. "I enjoy doing household chores. It relaxes me."
He was silent for a few moments before saying, "You're weird."
She pursed her lips but chose not to reply. He wouldn't understand even if she explained anyway.
He spoke again. "Can you hurry up?"
She glared at him. "I'll be much faster if I have some help. But of course, I wouldn't dare ask the Young Master Lu to do something—"
Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open when he moved to stand beside her and started rinsing the remaining soapy plates and glasses under the running water.
"W-what are you doing?"
He gave her a side-eye, as if silently asking what kind of stupid question she just asked. Wasn't it obvious what he was doing? Despite this, he still answered her. "You said that you'll be much faster if you have some help. I'm helping you now. Come on, let's hurry up and go to bed. I can't wait to have you again."
Her brain was still struggling to process the sight before her. "Y-you're…washing dishes."
He rolled his eyes and finished rinsing everything before putting them on the drying rack. The way he piled the plates was messy but at least he didn't break anything. He grabbed a kitchen towel and dried his hands.
"Are we done here?" he asked.
She glanced at his clumsy handiwork and felt something warm spreading inside her chest. She nodded because she might blurt out something embarrassing again if she let herself speak while her IQ had plunged to amoeba level like usual because of him. When they headed out of the kitchen, she was still a little dazed.
"I can't believe I just made Young Master Lu wash the dishes," she mumbled, still in disbelief.
He scowled. "Stop calling me Young Master Lu."
"Nikolai."
He nodded and looked much more satisfied after she called him by his preferred name. Then he pounced on her. She yelped but quickly melted under his passionate French kiss. When he moved his wet kisses down her neck, some semblance of sanity returned to her. She tried to push his head away.
"Stop, Nikolai. We just ate. I'm too…full. I can't yet…you know."
He cursed against her neck but still stopped what he was doing. Then he pulled her to sit on the couch in the living room. They watched the evening news on TV while waiting for their food to digest enough in their stomachs before resuming their intense bed activities later.
"I'll return to Dragon Palace soon," he said. "You want to come with me?"