Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

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An intense night’s consequence is being unable to get out of bed the next day.

The sunlight filtered through the window, pouring onto the bed, rousing the woman nestled within the covers.

Murong Qian lazily opened her eyes, her gaze aimlessly resting upon the deep blue ceiling above. It took her a while to remember where she was.

Lu Cong?

Where did he go?

She instinctively glanced around and found that Lu Cong wasn’t in the room.

She attempted to get up, but found her limbs to feel as if they’d been disjointed and reassembled, each movement causing her pain.

That outrageous man!

Dare he exhaust her to such limits again?

With a low curse, Murong Qian struggled to her feet, supporting her aching waist.

Her clothes were drenched last night. Unable to find a replacement, she pulled open his wardrobe and slyly slipped on a white shirt.

A girlfriend with long legs and a boyfriend’s white shirt— who would believe if she said that Lu Cong wouldn’t be fascinated by the sight?

Humph, but don’t think he will have his way again!

While planning her revenge, Murong Qian’s lips curled up into a self-satisfied smile.

Entering the washroom, she saw a set of mouth wash cups and toothbrushes had been added on the clean vanity countertop. Laid next to his, it was obviously a couple’s set.

Had he been planning for this all along?

With a chuckle, Murong Qian felt exceptionally buoyant.

After brushing her teeth, she freshened up and headed downstairs.

As she approached the spiral staircase, she spotted the man wearing a light blue apron, standing at the large kitchen island, cutting fruits.

A juicer was displayed on the counter. Presumably, he was planning to make juice?

With a glint in her eyes and a smirk on her lips, Murong Qian sauntered down the stairs.

The sound of her footsteps drew Lu Cong’s attention, who then saw the love of his life approaching him with a saucy strut.

She was wearing his oversized white shirt that ended precisely above her thighs, revealing her straight, gorgeous legs. Barefooted, her fair, slender calves, her adorable toes, and those pale, pink nails—everything about her was simply captivating…

Lu Cong swallowed hard. His hand trembled, knife slipping, and inadvertently causing a cut on his finger.

“Ah, you’re hurt!”

Murong Qian was quick to react and swiftly dashed towards him.

Gosh, her intention was to bewitch him, not hurt him!

“It’s alright, just a minor cut,” he mumbled.

The sight of her concern brought him more joy than a pot of honey, so much so that he hardly noticed the pain from his finger.

Murong Qian stared at him, “Quiet.”

Lu Cong: “…..”

Having stayed here before, Murong Qian knew where the medicine chest was kept. Hence, she rushed to grab it immediately.

“As a surgeon, your hands are crucial. You need to be more careful next time.”

She warned him while disinfecting his wound.

With his undivided attention, Lu Cong studied her animated face. For some reason, it rang a distant bell.

A fleeting memory zipped past his mind, too quickly, not allowing him much time to grasp it.

He furrowed his eyebrows.

Seeing his furrowed eyebrows, Murong Qian couldn’t resist teasing him, “You’re 26 years old and yet afraid of pain, just like Xunxun?”

“Xunxun?”

Lu Cong thought about Murong Yun, and curiously asked, “There’s a gap of more than 20 years between you two, is he really your biological younger brother? From the same parents?”

Murong Qian’s heart started beating faster.

She wasn’t prepared to tell him that they had a three-year-old son. After all, Lu Cong was oblivious of the past, and their future was still uncertain. If they didn’t end up together and the Lu family tried to snatch the child from her, she wouldn’t be sure of winning despite her best abilities.

Although the Murong family background was not inferior to the Lu family’s, the important point was, she had secretly borne him. How could she expect the Murong family to vouch for her in the custody battle?

Impossible!

Her family was extremely conscious about their honor. Discovering her illegitimate child, they would undoubtedly regard it as a disgrace and throw her out of the Murong family.

Moreover, Murong Yun meant the world to her, and she couldn’t risk losing him.

As for Lu Cong…

Sigh, she would wait.

She would tell him about their son when she was sure about their relationship. Definitely!

But it was high time she shared with him about their past relationship.

Everything needs to be sorted out one by one.

She would tell him after breakfast. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger. Bringing up the topic then would kill her appetite.

Murong Qian made up her mind.