Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 396: Chapter 385 Zhan Qipei Deliberately Shows Off Chapter 396: Chapter 385 Zhan Qipei Deliberately Shows Off Chapter 385

Zhan Qipei was not at all bothered by Qiao Jing calling him shameless; on the contrary, he was quite pleased.

He straightened up from the sofa.

“What’s the use of having shame? Can it get me a wife?”

If he had been concerned about having shame from the beginning, he probably wouldn’t have been able to coax Qiao Jing back.

He knew his wife preferred a gentler approach over a forceful one; being tough would only drive her away, so he chose a combination of both soft and hard tactics.

Qiao Jing ignored Zhan Qipei and prepared to return to her room.

“Take it off or not, up to you; I’m not bothered.”

Later on, if this scoundrel had a sore back, he’d better not come crying to her.

She had already thought of a way to help Zhan Qipei. Now, if this scoundrel was unwilling to strip for a massage, then he couldn’t blame her for not offering one.

She picked up the essential oil from the table, and as she was about to turn around, the man’s voice, tinged with resignation, rang out.

“Don’t go, I’ll take it off.”

He couldn’t miss this opportunity to have Qiao Jing massage him, after all, he might not be this lucky next time.

Qiao Jing stood aside, staring directly at Zhan Qipei, waiting for him to undress.

She watched as the man’s slender hands moved to his collar.

Zhan Qipei’s eyebrows slightly raised, his lips curved upwards, and a faint gleam flashed in his eyes.

He deliberately slowed down the pace of unbuttoning, teasingly undoing each button one by one.

As he opened the first button, he lifted his gaze towards Qiao Jing.

A trace of puzzlement was written on Qiao Jing’s cool face.

“Why are you looking at me?”

She just hoped Zhan Qipei would let her finish the massage quickly so she could go to wash up and sleep.

his smile becoming somewhat enigmatic, and

second button was undone, his shirt collar was slightly open, revealing the well-defined clavicle and the sleek lines that faintly

air seemed to be thick with the masculine pheromones that belonged exclusively to

excuse herself out of propriety,

the act of removing a shirt. If she made a

unbuttoning, but as he opened the fourth button, he stopped

the sight of

As a doctor, she had seen countless bodies of both men and

time, her

the bodies of patients were no different; she had

button by button, and seeing his collarbone,

upon glimpsing the expanse of chest that

against the back of the sofa, his

normally the most mundane, somehow gave off a

Jing stared intently at the man, unsure of how to react for

told her it was normal, no need to turn away, while the

her increasingly

Zhan Qipei different from

conclusion, she saw the man’s upturned

now revealed, when placed on his face, carried a sense

undo were deliberately drawn

his shirt, carelessly placed it aside and lay back down on the sofa.

start the massage

her previous thoughts, and walked

hands and, after evenly

more of the essential oil over various

face, but the coolness of the woman’s fingertips contrasted against the warmth of his skin provided a distinct

massaged him over clothing previously, the touch was not as intense as it was

spreading the essential oil. Qiao Jing occasionally adjusted her pressure on

his waist that was gradually subsiding. What he cared about was the woman’s soft hands

dark pupils slowly filled with an indecipherable emotion, a flame burning

forcefully suppressed the restlessness in his heart, yet he

Jing felt the temperature in her palms rise progressively. She was

looked puzzled and lifted her hands, then, placing them back onto the man’s skin, she found it had indeed become quite

indeed coming

scoundrel was probably thinking

was thinking. After all, Zhan

He deserved it!