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.

becoming somewhat

slightly open, revealing the well-defined clavicle

seemed to be thick with the

herself

the act of removing a shirt. If she made a special effort to avoid looking, it might

Qipei continued unbuttoning, but as he opened

forced Qiao Jing to take in the sight of the man’s firm chest and the expansive stretch of

mind was suddenly filled with confusion. As a doctor, she had seen

time, her

bodies of patients were no different; she had

Zhan Qipei unbutton his shirt, button by button, and seeing his collarbone, she actually contemplated

the expanse of chest that Zhan Qipei revealed, she felt the

the sofa, his

mundane, somehow gave off a sense of

unsure of how to react for

turn away, while the other reminded

left her increasingly

her mind, what made Zhan Qipei different

she could come to a conclusion, she saw the

a sense of abstinence yet was tinged with

normally take less than ten seconds to undo were deliberately drawn out

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

can start

Jing snapped back to reality, putting aside her previous thoughts, and

her hands and, after evenly coating her palms, pressed

several spots, distributing more of the essential oil over various

the coolness of the woman’s fingertips contrasted against the warmth of his

massaged him over clothing previously, the

soft palms continued to massage his back, evenly spreading the essential oil. Qiao Jing occasionally adjusted her

care less about the sour pain on his waist that was

an indecipherable emotion, a flame burning fiercely within him, wanting to spread

the restlessness in his heart, yet he could

rise progressively. She

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

coming from Zhan

scoundrel was probably thinking something messy in

less about what he was thinking. After all, Zhan Qipei’s overthinking was his

He deserved it!