Chapter 65: Birthday Gift 1

Qin Ruyan stayed in the study for over half an hour before walking out.

Lu Jingchen was sitting in the living room, two cakes on the table. He was fiddling with his phone, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the study door.

When Qin Ruyan came out, he stood up, walked over, and put his arm around her.

“I thought you were going to stay in the study a little longer, Mrs. Lu,” he said with a hint of teasing.

Qin Ruyan furrowed her brows, looking at the two cakes on the table. She pointed at them with her finger.

“What’s this?”

Lu Jingchen put his arm around her shoulder and led her forward. “We can’t waste two cakes, one for eating, one for making a wish, what do you think, Mrs. Lu?”

Qin Ruyan felt like he had a point. She nodded and was led to sit on the couch.

“It’s not even eleven yet, are you going to cut the cake now?”

Lu Jingchen smiled. He didn’t answer the question, but asked instead, “Are you going out tomorrow, Mrs. Lu?”

Qin Ruyan shook her head. “The studio is waiting another week to open, I’ll go in a couple of days. I should be home drawing tomorrow.”

He nodded knowingly. “Since you’re not going out, Mrs. Lu, let’s wait a bit longer.”

Qin Ruyan didn’t quite understand his train of thought, but she didn’t say anything. She just hummed in agreement.

“So you’ll sit here and wait? I’ll go wash up.” She was a bit tired, and the smell of cooking oil from the kitchen was making her uncomfortable.

Lu Jingchen nodded, watching her walk into the bedroom.

After ten minutes, he checked the time and walked into the bedroom.

Qin Ruyan had just come out of the bathroom, drying her hair as she walked.

Lu Jingchen had the hairdryer ready and beckoned her over. Qin Ruyan remembered what he had said earlier, that he would blow dry her hair every time she washed it.

She smiled and walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lu Jingchen turned on the hairdryer, blowing her hair while using his fingers to smooth it out. The only sound in the bedroom was the hum of the hairdryer.

Qin Ruyan looked up, seeing his focused and serious expression as he blew her hair, as if he was doing something incredibly important. His eyes only held focus, not a hint of anything suggestive.

She curled her lips and smiled silently.

Five minutes later, Lu Jingchen turned off the hairdryer and reached out to pull her up, leading her to the living room.

It was almost eleven thirty.

He checked the time on his phone, and they sat down on the couch. He put his arm around her waist and opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.

“Mrs. Lu, do we really have to wait until midnight to cut the cake?”

Qin Ruyan tilted her head and looked at him. His eyes were filled with desire now, and the strength of his hand on her waist was a little strong.

She smiled. “Yes, it’s my first time making a cake, aren’t you going to eat it?”

Lu Jingchen frowned, his eyes fixed on her, and she didn’t shy away.

He smiled, reached out to hold her chin, and kissed her.

He bit her lip, his other hand reaching into her clothes, moving upwards. She had just showered and wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Where his fingers touched, he could only feel the smooth and delicate skin beneath his hand. Qin Ruyan’s long hair cascaded over her shoulders, occasionally brushing against his neck.

Qin Ruyan was kissed breathless, she pushed him with her hand, but he grabbed her hand and lifted it above her head, welcoming a more passionate kiss.

…

Five minutes later, Lu Jingchen let go of her, they were close, breathing intertwined, Qin Ruyan felt the air around her was boiling, she was kissed with no strength left in her body, she couldn’t say a word.

Lu Jingchen wasn’t feeling good either, he looked at the time on his phone, how could it pass so slowly.

He reached out again, fixing her hair, then pressed on her lips.

“Wife, really, can’t you give me a birthday gift in advance?”

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, his lips were tense, he was trying his best to restrain himself.

Qin Ruyan glanced at the time, then at his state, she leaned close to his ear and said something.

Lu Jingchen was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh.

“Okay, my wife’s word is law, I’ll hold on a little longer.”

Qin Ruyan blushed and nodded.

Lu Jingchen closed his eyes, hugged her tighter, “Don’t move, I’ll hold you for a while.” She really didn’t move anymore.

At eleven fifty-eight, Lu Jingchen let go of her, the lust in his eyes subsided a little.

He took out his lighter, took the candles and inserted them into the cake, then lit the candles, just in time, the time on his phone was zero.

He looked at Qin Ruyan, smiled, “The birthday gift I want most is already by my side, my wish this year is that every year on this day, this person will be by my side and celebrate with me.”

Qin Ruyan smiled, after he blew out the candles, she scooped a piece of cake with a spoon and brought it to his mouth, “Taste how it is?”

Her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were full of gentleness, it was rare to see her like this, Lu Jingchen looked at her for a few more seconds before opening his mouth to take a bite.

“It’s okay, it’s not too sweet, did you make this, wife?”

Qin Ruyan nodded, “I remember you don’t like things that are too sweet, and I don’t like them either.”

Lu Jingchen smiled, he looked at the cake on the table, then looked at Qin Ruyan, he also fed her a bite of cake, then got up and put the cake away.

“We’ll eat the rest slowly tomorrow, go to sleep now.” He put both cakes in the refrigerator, then came over and took Qin Ruyan’s hand.

Qin Ruyan hummed, stood up and followed behind him, she was a little nervous, she hadn’t forgotten what he said just now.

Lu Jingchen hesitated for a moment before walking into the bedroom, he touched her face.

“I’ll go wash up first.”

Qin Ruyan nodded, she stood by the bed and watched his back, thought for a while and still lifted the quilt and got into bed.

Five minutes later, Lu Jingchen came out wearing pajamas, he wasn’t surprised to see her lying in bed, she was still looking at her phone, Lu Jingchen took a few large steps to the bedside, pinched her hand holding the phone, Qin Ruyan looked up, a “you haven’t” was about to be said, but he kissed her.

Lu Jingchen took her phone with one hand and threw it casually on the quilt, the other hand pinched her chin, he kissed her hard, his hand gradually went down to unbutton her pajamas, the kiss gradually went down.

…

An hour later, Lu Jingchen finally let go of her, Qin Ruyan moved to the side, but he grabbed her hand again.

Her eyes couldn’t open, she was sleepy, “What’s wrong?”

Lu Jingchen glanced at the purple marks on her body, smiled, “Wife, did you forget, there’s still the study room.”