Chapter 260

Luka finished his military duties and came out, wanting to go see Qiao Suisui. Just as he stepped onto the veranda, he saw Ka'er walking toward him.

He was holding someone in his arms. Even though he had covered the person from head to toe with his wide trench coat, Luka knew who was in his arms without even thinking.

His footsteps paused, his brows furrowed slightly, and he emitted a faint pressure.

Ka'er saw Luka opposite him, raised an eyebrow, smiled lazily, and said in a low voice, "No choice, I'm afraid she'll catch a chill from the sweat."

"That's not the point." Luka's gaze fell on Ka'er's collar. At this moment, his shirt collar was open by three buttons, there were some red scratch marks on his neck, and there were small tooth marks on the edge of his collarbone.

Half of his shirt was bunched at his waist, and half was loose outside his pants, his whole person exuding an aura of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Luka's temple throbbed, his eyes narrowed, and his jaw tightened.

"Do you know she is currently pregnant?"

Speaking of this, Ka'er felt a bit lacking in confidence. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "She agreed."

The veins on the back of Luka's hand bulged. He stood coldly in front of Ka'er, expressionless, without saying a word.

Ka'er knew this was a sign of his anger.

Luka stared him down and stepped forward to take the person in his arms. Ka'er was unwilling to let go, but when he saw the man's cold gaze, he was forced to loosen his grip.

"You go stay with the children these few days, don't come over here."

Ka'er frowned and wanted to argue, but was cut off by a look from Luka.

He said, "You should be glad that it was me you met, and not Zongfang. Or are you saying you want everyone to know that she did it with you even though she was pregnant, and then have them also feel unbalanced and beg her, pester her?"

Ka'er stopped talking.

He turned his face away in defiance, but still instructed, "Give her more water to drink."

Luka ignored him and turned away, holding the person directly.

He placed Qiao Suisui on the bed, used a hot towel to soothe her slightly red and swollen eyes, and then gently wiped her body bit by bit.

When Luka saw the little red marks on her shoulders, chest, and even her waist and abdomen, the irritability he had finally suppressed rose again. However, the man just continued the movements in his hands expressionlessly.

In her daze, Qiao Suisui felt like a fried egg being flipped over, and after the warm, gentle touch on her body, it brought a sense of empty coolness. She sighed comfortably.

Opening her sleepy eyes, she saw Luka slowly wiping his hands with a towel.

His hands had always been very good-looking, with slender fingers, thick palms, faint pink at the knuckles, and blue veins winding on the back of his hands, symbolizing strength.

At this moment, his hand-wiping movements were extremely meticulous, especially the fingertips and nails.

Qiao Suisui was a bit puzzled and called out to him in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Luka..."

The man, however, ignored her for the first time ever.

Qiao Suisui realized something was wrong.

In the past, whenever she woke up and called his name, he would respond immediately and lean over to kiss her.

She reached out and pinched the hem of his pants with her fair, tender fingertips.

He hadn't changed his military uniform today; his white shirt was tucked into his indigo suit pants, his sleeves were still rolled up, and his chest was tightly stretched, fitting the man's body lines.

Luka's gaze only stayed on her face for two seconds before moving away.

It's over.

He's angry.

Qiao Suisui woke up immediately.

She sat up from the bed, crawled to the edge of the bed, hugged the man's forearm with both hands, and acted shamelessly: "Luka, don't you love me anymore?"

The man's face was dark, his pale golden eyes looking at her like that for so long that Qiao Suisui was truly a bit scared, afraid that he would say 'Yes, I don't love you anymore' in the next second. But he let out a long sigh, frowned helplessly, and spat out one word: "Love."

Qiao Suisui's heart fell back into her stomach, and her survival instinct began to work frantically.

She hugged his shoulders, kissed his cheeks and corners of his mouth, and whispered: "Then why are you so serious? You didn't even answer me when I called you just now."

The man was indifferent to her little tricks, just lowering his eyes and letting her peck him one by one, but his hand was loosely supporting her waist, afraid she would fall off the bed.

Qiao Suisui's coaxing tactics were useless, so she called out his full name in a fit of pique: "Luka Xikesaisi."

The man's eyes flickered, looking straight at her.

"You get anxious too, right?"

"What?"

"Then do you know that I get anxious too?"

Qiao Suisui didn't know how to answer, looking at him helplessly.

Luka didn't hug her, didn't kiss her back, and his face was a bit cold. He lowered his eyes and asked her: "How does it feel to be anxious?"

Qiao Suisui bit her lip, her brain quickly reviewing what exactly made him so angry.

He had always been the one who accommodated her the most, and he was also very tolerant among the men, never making things difficult for her.

Such a Luka made her feel a bit... exciting. (?) "Why aren't you talking?" Luka gently pinched her chin with his hand and said: "I'm asking you, how does it feel to be anxious?"

"A bit panicked." Her eyes looked around, and then she asked: "Did I make you anxious?"

"Yes." This time he answered quickly, without silence.

The man said calmly: "You're driving me crazy."

Suppressing desire, putting her feelings first, adjusting his own emotions—what did he get in return? Watching her mess around with reckless men like Ka'er.

Qiao Suisui swallowed. It wasn't fear; she knew Luka would never hurt her, and as long as she was by his side, she was safe. But an angry Luka was so sexy... She really wanted to make him even angrier. (_) Qiao Suisui looked up at him and said: "But you didn't tell me, how would I know what you're thinking all the time?"

"I'll tell you now."

Luka pushed her shoulders and pressed her onto the bed, but his hand reached into her skirt.

In her daze, Qiao Suisui suddenly realized—

So, he was wiping his hands just for this!

He stared at her without moving, his finger movements adjusting with her panting.

He gazed at every expression of hers, watching her bite her lip uncontrollably, watching her tilt her neck, watching her delicate skin covered with a thin layer of powder and sweat, watching her eyes stained with mist, and then she kept begging him.

Luka's breathing gradually became chaotic too. He rested his head on her shoulder, his broad back arched, half-kneeling on the bed like a devout believer.

He couldn't hold back, biting her earlobe in the heat, and then bit down hard.

"Ah!" Qiao Suisui exclaimed softly.

But she heard the man's restrained and angry voice coming against her ear: "Do you still remember that you're pregnant?"

Case solved.

So he was angry about this.

Qiao Suisui's eyes became brighter and brighter, like a kitten that had stolen a fish. At this moment, she smiled wickedly and said: "I hope you temporarily forget about this."

Then, under the man's questioning gaze, she wrapped her legs around his waist, hooked her neck, and sat on him.

"Luka, didn't you say you love me? Prove it to me."

(End of chapter)