His Genius Wife is a Superstar

The wedding banquet ended early because everyone was conscious of Long Jinjing's advanced pregnancy and the banquet's hosts Iris and Jin Liwei's need to take care of their baby twins. 

While most of the guests were leaving one after another (especially those who still had work tomorrow), Grandpa Lu invited his in-laws for a drink and a chat. 

Long Tengfei didn't dare to decline. Which businessman would reject an invitation from a business legend like Sir Lu Jianhong?

His wife, Yang Jiahui, didn't want to make Sun Jingfei feel uncomfortable, so she didn't join them and chatted with Huang Yuyan instead. 

Sun Jingfei was relieved. Although she knew that Yang Jiahui was a nice person, she still felt awkward facing any of Long Tengfei's other women, both past and present. To be honest, she also felt uncomfortable facing Long Tengfei, but for the sake of their daughter, she was willing to act cordial.

In another part of the mansion, Lu Zihao was carrying his tired, pregnant wife. Yes, Long Jinjing was his wife now. Thank fuck for that! 

Finally, they arrived in their bedroom.

He couldn't wait to spend their wedding night. He had been holding it in since last night. Good thing that nobody unnecessarily prolonged the banquet.

"You okay?" he asked while gently putting Long Jinjing on their bed.

She nodded, a shy smile on her lips.

He lowered his head and attempted to kiss her but she blocked his mouth with a hand. 

"W-wait! I want to shower first…okay?"

He sighed but still agreed. "Fine. Come. Let's shower together."

"No!"

"What do you mean no?" he asked, frowning.

"I want to shower by myself. You go shower by yourself, too."

"Why? That's such a waste of time and water. It's better for us to shower together. Come on. I'll help you."

"N-no…please, Nikolai. Husband."

Lu Zihao inhaled sharply. His eyes darkened. "Say that again."

"H-husband."

"Hm." His gaze on her became dangerous.

Something stirred inside him besides the obvious lust that he was feeling. 

Husband.

Such a simple word and yet it could make him feel so many emotions that he had never felt before. The turbulent feelings took him aback. He found himself unable to cope with them properly.

"Go." He stood up and fished out the Smoking Devil from his pocket. "Don't take too long in the bathroom. Don't slip."

"Okay."

"Call out to Bacon if you need help. I'll shower in another room."

Long Jinjing watched as her husband left their bedroom. She sensed the sudden shift in his mood just now but didn't know exactly what the shift was or what caused it.

Sighing, she dragged herself to the bathroom. Waiting for her was a care package prepared by her friends, mainly from her younger sister, Iris.

When she unwrapped it and checked the contents, she quickly turned red all over. 

It was filled with scandalous items such as almost see-through lingerie and a few sexual props. There wasn't anything too vulgar like, say, phallic-shaped sex toys. But for Miss Prim and Proper Long Jinjing, seeing fluffy feathers, fur-lined handcuffs, velvet ropes, and bottles of moisturizing lubrication were enough to embarrass her to no end. 

She tossed away the risqué items as if they scalded her.

"Xiulan, what were you thinking?" she muttered under her breath.

Then she turned a deeper shade of red after realizing the possibility of her sister and brother-in-law personally using this kind of scandalous items. She quickly shook the thoughts away.

"Let's take a shower first. Then we'll deal with these…these things. Ah, so embarrassing!"

Unbeknownst to her, Iris only contributed the large selection of lingerie. 

As for the sexual props, the mischievous Dom thought about it first. His idea revived the half-dead Meimei and also sparked Chen Fei's evil mind. The three worked together in compiling the items.

To their surprise, the usually quiet Jiang Ying Yue also contributed something to their scandalous pile. She was the one who gave the set of lube bottles!

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Lu Zihao finished showering in the nearest empty guestroom. He didn't bother changing into another set of clothes and just walked out while only wearing a bathrobe. 

The freezing cold shower was effective in clearing his mind from any unnecessary thoughts…and confusing emotions.

He had an inkling of what emotions he felt for his wife but a big, dark part of himself resisted in acknowledging them.

Finally, he returned to the bedroom he shared with Long Jinjing—the woman who was now his wife and carrying his children.

He found the figure of Long Jinjing on the bed. She was wearing a maternity nightdress. The hem of the skirt bunched up her thighs, exposing her smooth, fleshy legs. 

His mouth watered and he swallowed hard. He ran his rough fingers on the soft skin of her exposed thighs. They were several times thicker than before she got pregnant.

Earlier this morning, his sister pulled him aside and revealed Long Jinjing's inferiority complex about her pregnancy weight gain. He personally thought that it was ridiculous.

Did he ever give Long Jinjing any indication that he despised her weight gain? Why couldn't he remember? 

He even asked the little devil. According to Bacon, there had been no instances when Lu Zihao could have inadvertently showed Long Jinjing that he disliked her chubbier body.

In fact, he continued to fuck the woman regularly even when her belly had grown so big. During times that penetration was not possible due to her discomfort, he still pleasured her and made her climax several times using his mouth and hands. 

He already did all these things to show her that he still desired her regardless of the changes in her body shape. Yet how come she ended up almost falling into depression due to low self-esteem?

"Silly woman! Watch how I'll teach you a lesson tonight for doubting my desire for you."

He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. She didn't stir at all.

Long Jinjing was fast asleep.

An annoyingly familiar voice laughed at him inside his mind. 'It seems that someone is going to sleep with painful blue balls tonight!'

'Shut the fuck up, Lu Zihao,' he scolded the damned remnant.

'Kekeke!'