Night Fire Lingering

Chapter 388 Putting on Your Socks, My Princess

After this incident, Jiang Xing thought of a very inappropriate word:

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Furthermore, this word is used in the context of bedtime.

To be precise, it's not just in bed.

Jiang Xing woke up with a sore back and aching waist. When she regained consciousness, her mind was still filled with those illicit passions with Lou Qi.

Lou Qi was initially quite well-behaved, staying in bed.

Later, seeing that her attitude had softened, I coaxed her to go to the sofa.

She said she was tired, so he took her to the bathroom under the pretext of taking a shower.

Perhaps due to excessive excitement and indulgence, he relaxed his mind and recklessly followed his heart, placing Jiang Xing in front of the mirror.

Jiang Xing knew his flaws very well, and he wanted to see her unable to bear it and so ashamed that she wanted to disappear!

"Good morning, my little professor."

A deep, pleasant voice came from beside him, carrying a hint of satiated satisfaction.

Jiang Xing didn't expect that Lou Qi would notice her as soon as she made a sound.

She looked up at him, and the man put down his laptop, walked over, bent down and kissed her forehead, gently asking, "Want to sleep more?"

"What time is it?" Jiang Xing asked, only to realize that his voice sounded hoarse.

She tried to get up, but Lou Qi immediately reached out to help her: "One o'clock in the afternoon."

Jiang Xing stared at the ceiling, finding it absurd.

She actually slept until 1 p.m.!

Even more absurdly, she actually didn't go to sleep until 5 a.m.

The most absurd thing is that when she was sleeping, Lou Qi carried her to take a bath. This man went to bed later than her, so why did he get up earlier and be more energetic?

The blanket slipped down naturally, revealing her snow-white skin. Jiang Xing reflexively pulled the blanket up, and the large movement made her back ache even more.

Lou Qi noticed this, chuckled softly, and said considerately, "I'll help you get dressed."

After saying that, she turned around and went to get the clothes that had been prepared, first underwear, then a cashmere long skirt.

"I... I can do it myself." Although the two had been intimate many times, this was the first time Lou Qi had dressed her.

"Haven't I seen it before, or haven't I ever touched it?"

Lou Qi talked as he dressed her by himself, his movements clumsy, clearly indicating that he was not very skilled at the job.

"I'm just... not used to it."

"Oh. Then I'll get used to it."

Jiang Xing noticed that Lou Qixuan's clothes were all white, inside and out, and asked, "Do you like wearing white?"

"Huh?" Lou Qi was taken aback. "You look good in anything."

"..." This person is really good at coaxing people.

“This is a new Chanel design, so it’s unlikely to be a bad choice. What if you don’t like the clothes I picked and it upsets you?” Lou Qi squeezed Jiang Xing’s hand into his sleeve. “I’m a pitiful, overly cautious person right now.”

"You're a pitiful person?" Jiang Xing asked incredulously. "Then who was it last night—"

Jiang Xing stopped abruptly and rolled her eyes.

"What about me?" Lou Qi looked at Jiang Xing with a half-smile, like a fox.

Jiang Xing's ears turned slightly red as she recalled the scene from last night, and she changed the subject, saying, "I'm still not wearing socks."

Lou Qi laughed as if he had no choice but to kneel down in front of her and place her feet on his knees.

"Okay, here are your socks, my princess."

Jiang Xing was both amused and embarrassed by his nickname, so she gave him a small kick, which only made him hold her ankle even more firmly.

His thumb gently caressed her ankle, and a sensual feeling inexplicably arose within him.