Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 395 - 384 Zhan Qipei is Pretending Again
Chapter 395: Chapter 384: Zhan Qipei is Pretending Again
Chapter 395 -384: Zhan Qipei is Pretending Again
Chapter 384: Qiao Jing Helps with Undressing
Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes shimmered with an unclear luster as he spoke.
“If three months have passed, then it should be fine.”
Qiao Jing was stunned, her face displaying a look of confusion.
“What do you mean, ‘it should be fine’ after three months?”
Was this man speaking in riddles with her?
Or was he talking about the massage?
“Are you talking about a massage?”
If it was about a massage, she definitely didn’t need to be as cautious as before, since three months had indeed passed.
Zhan Qipei shook his head, the corners of his lips lifting to reveal a smile with ambiguous meaning, then he followed with another statement.
“The danger period is over.”
Qiao Jing was stunned again, she wasn’t unaware that her danger period had passed. She had mentioned it earlier, so why was Zhan Qipei repeating this?
Suddenly, she noticed that his eyes were fixed on her, not veering away, his face even sporting a seductive smile that wasn’t characteristic of him.
If she didn’t understand what this damn man was insinuating now, she would probably be a fool.
What on earth was wrong with this damn man?
What was filling his head?!
It’s best not to have sexual relations in the first three months of pregnancy, and now, as soon as his “danger period” was over, was this all he could think about?
A vein throbbed on her forehead, her brows furrowed, and she dropped a remark.
“Your handsomely stunning face is truly wronged being with you.”
She didn’t pay any further attention to Zhan Qipei and turned to walk to her own room.
However, she hadn’t gone far when her wrist was grabbed by the man.
Zhan Qipei pulled her into his embrace, forcibly placing her hand onto his waist.
“Were you just complimenting me?”
Qiao Jing gave him an unamused look and attempted to pull her wrist away, but before she could, he gripped her hand tightly and drew her close once again.
“My waist hurts, won’t you give me a massage?”
Qiao Jing tried to pull her hand back, but the man’s grip was too tight, leaving her unable to escape.
“Didn’t you just say you didn’t need it?”
The man had just adamantly said he didn’t need it, and now he was retracting his words?
As the opportunity had passed, Zhan Qipei thought this while a glint of shrewdness crossed his dark eyes, and he pretended to be in pain, pressing on his waist with his other hand.
“If you don’t massage me, and my waist ends up damaged, then your lifelong happiness…”
He deliberately left his sentence unfinished, intending to make Qiao Jing guess the rest.
His wife would surely feel sorry for him.
Qiao Jing’s lips twitched in annoyance, her eyes rolling.
“None of my business.”
This damn man was definitely doing this on purpose. The unspoken part was nothing more than him being her man, concerning her lifelong happiness…
Zhan Qipei pressed on his waist again, deliberately pulling a pained smile, his brows knitting together.
“Just five minutes.”
He actually didn’t want Qiao Jing to massage him for too long either, or else his wife’s hands might ache.
Qiao Jing tried to pull her hand back again, yet the man still held on firmly, making her immobile.
Her temples throbbed suddenly, and she tried to suppress the anger that was rising within her.
“Let go.”
Zhan Qipei pursed his lips thinly, making a concession and probing with a question.
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“If not five minutes, how about four minutes and fifty-nine seconds?”
A vein on Qiao Jing’s forehead throbbed, and she forced a smile that was neither happy nor angry.
“Ha ha…”
This man is truly no ordinary dog.
Zhan Qipei hesitated for a moment before conceding again.
“Four and a half minutes, okay? Just help me for four and a half minutes, you can start a timer.”
Qiao Jing grew increasingly speechless, giving Zhan Qipei a glance without responding.
Seeing Qiao Jing’s indifferent demeanor, Zhan Qipei gathered his eyebrows, which were soft and mist-like, and his gaze towards the woman carried a hint of caution.
“Four minutes?”
Qiao Jing’s chest heaved dramatically as she rolled her eyes.
“Go lie down on the couch.”
Does this dog man think he’s haggling?
Had it not been for her not wanting Zhan Qipei to pester her anymore, she wouldn’t have agreed.
In the future, she could consider letting Zhan Qipei do the grocery shopping. After all, this dog man’s skin was truly thick, and he shamelessly clung to people.
Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes lit up, and he quickly went to the sofa and lay down.
Qiao Jing slowly walked over to the couch, sat down, and placed her hands on the man’s spine, gently pressing down.
After a moment, she found a few unusual spots.
Frowning, she pressed on those spots.
Zhan Qipei was enjoying the sensation of those slender hands moving across his back. When the woman’s soft fingertips pressed on those spots, his brow furrowed involuntarily.
This sensation… was painfully pleasurable.
Qiao Jing withdrew her hands and stood up.
“It’s quite serious.”
There were several spots on the man’s body that needed some serious pressing to adjust back into place. Otherwise, if it continued like this, it would grow more severe after half a month.
Zhan Qipei, thinking that Qiao Jing had risen because she was unwilling to continue massaging him, turned his head.
“The time isn’t up yet.”
Just as Qiao Jing was about to go to her room to fetch the massage oil, she heard this remark and turned back.
“I’m going to get the massage oil. I didn’t say I wouldn’t continue.”
She noticed the man’s gaze holding a trace of reproach, which also subtly included a clingy temptation.
Seeing the man’s exquisitely handsome face, Qiao Jing thought that if he were a woman, he would undoubtedly be a nation-toppling temptress.
Hearing Qiao Jing say this, Zhan Qipei’s thin lips curved upward, and he gazed affectionately at the girl.
“Good, I’ll… wait… for you.”
Qiao Jing, speechless, quickened her pace, not bothering to exchange another word with the man.
When she returned to the sofa with the oil, she found the man still in the same position, unmoved.
However, now in order to apply the oil, he would have to take off his shirt.
“Take off your shirt.”
Zhan Qipei pretended to struggle as he slightly lifted his hand, but it fell halfway.
“My shoulder hurts, I can’t lift my arms. You help me.”
Qiao Jing didn’t believe Zhan Qipei and said expressionlessly,
“Just now when you were grabbing me, you seemed to have a strong grip. Is it hurting now?”
There was a faint red mark on her wrist, left behind when Zhan Qipei had gripped her hand to stop her from leaving.
Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips and found a random excuse.
“It’s because I was pulling you that I used up all my strength.”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing’s forehead vein throbbed.
At this point, she could no longer hold back and placed the oil on the table.
“You’re truly shameless! Apply it yourself or not at all!”
Don’t think she didn’t know the man was doing this on purpose, just so she would help him take off his clothes.
This tactic wasn’t new; the man had used it more than once before.
This time, she definitely wouldn’t let this dog man get his way.
