My Son Is Very Powerful

They only kissed three times.

The first time they kissed, she was fifteen years old. She gently kissed his cheek. After his joy, he gave her a heavy kiss on her forehead. His face, which had already turned into a teenager, was full of smiles. His eyes were gentle, and he could only see her.

The second time they kissed was when she was seventeen. They both skipped school together. He held her hand and ran into a small alley. He gently kissed her lips, then he bit her lips in a strange and gentle manner. The warmth in his eyes seemed to melt her, and he tightly hugged her body.

The third time they kissed was now. She was 21 years old, and he was 24 years old.

His ruthless and domineering kiss only made her feel that he was humiliating her.

Xia Qinglee struggled to hit his shoulder with her hands. The tears in her eyes fell onto the white carpet and blended into the fur.

Her lips were as tender and sweet as before, like a sweet candy, making him unconsciously want to explore deeper.

"Let go of me. . . "

Xia Qinglee's voice pulled him back from his indulgence. The content that he accidentally heard flashed through his mind once again. His brows knitted in disgust.

He suddenly stood up. His eyes were as sharp as ice. Looking at Xia Qinglee who was panting under him, the tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to be mocking him.

"This is not what you want?" His voice was a little low and hoarse. The smell in his mouth entered her nose.

She tightly clutched her chest, her face full of tears. After looking at that beautiful face for a long time, she sniffed and closed her eyes. She resigned herself to fate and released her hands, no longer struggling.

What was this?

The fury in Lu Qian's chest was burning. The flames almost burst out from his eyes and burned Xia Qinglee, who was under him.

He stood up coldly.

"Then if Mom asks about this, it doesn't matter if you don't want to lie. I will explain it to Mom. Is that okay?"

Lu Qian coldly snorted and did not reply. He walked out of the guest room.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Only Xia Qinglee's shallow breathing was left.

The brooch on her jacket fell on the place where she had stepped on barefooted previously. The brooch was still stained with the blood from the soles of her feet.

It was already 4: 40 in the morning. In less than three hours, the sun would rise.

After washing her feet, Xia Qinglee used a simple tissue to wrap her feet. She sat by the window and waited for the sun to rise.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun rose hazily.

Xia Qinglee limped as she walked. She packed her things and took the earliest bus home.

The rain had stopped and the air was filled with the sweet scent of mud. Xia Qinglee stood at the door of the house and hesitated. She dawdled for more than half an hour before she tiptoed back home.

She had just entered the house when she bumped into Zhang Rou who had woken up early. She paused for a moment. "Mom, you stayed up late last night and woke up so early. "

Zhang Rou saw her unnatural walking posture and a smile bloomed on her face. She quickly came over and helped Xia Qinglee sit on the sofa. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I am excited!"

Xia Qinglee's expression was somewhat unnatural.

But Zhang Rou understood Xia Qinglee's unnatural expression as shyness. After all, it was her first time having sex and she suddenly became a woman. Zhang Rou's gossipy face came over and asked: "How is my son?"

Xia Qinglee did not say anything.

Nothing happened between them. Even if something happened to them, she would not be able to say anything.

Xia Qinglee thought of all kinds of words to describe that kind of thing and her face instantly turned red. Her ears were so red that they could even drip blood.

"I can tell with one look. " Zhang Rou covered her mouth and giggled. She took out her phone and was about to call Lu Qian, "He has served you well. I want to praise him. "

Oh my god. . .

Xia Qinglee thought of Lu Qian's expression last night. He must not be willing to cooperate with her. If their matter was exposed, she would die.

Xia Qinglee grabbed Zhang Rou's hand that was about to dial and a few words jumped out from her throat, "Don't call him. He is still sleeping!"

The moment she said it, Zhang Rou's expression made her face even redder.

"You follow me, I have a secret weapon for you. " Zhang Rou tenderly helped Xia Qinglee up the stairs. She went to her room and mysteriously took out a few exquisite gift boxes and handed them to Xia Qinglee.

"What is this?" Xia Qinglee took it.

When she opened the box, her eyes almost popped out.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhang Rou giggled and took out the lace pajamas from one of the boxes. She placed it on Xia Qinglee's body and gestured, "I am teaching you to lock a man's heart. "

Xia Qinglee was speechless.

"Your skin is white and beautiful, your waist is thin and your butt is perky. Your chest. . . " Zhang Rou said as she reached out to pull Xia Qinglee's chest.

Her chest was soft and tender and even Zhang Rou could not help but want to pinch it.

"You are suitable to wear this kind of clothes, but you can only wear it for Lu Qian to see. "

"I. . . "

Xia Qinglee was in a difficult position to say.

She did not dare to imagine this scene. If she wore these clothes tonight and appeared in Lu Qian's villa. . . Would he choke her to death?

"Listen to me. This kind of thing needs to be struck while the iron is hot. When you have a child, Lu Qian will definitely marry you. " Zhang Rou patted Xia Qinglee's hand earnestly and sighed.

"I have no daughter in my life. I have always treated you as my own daughter. But there will be a day when my daughter will get married. The best way is for you to marry Lu Qian. Both of you grew up together. He will pamper you. "

When Xia Qinglee heard Zhang Rou's words, it was as if a block of ice had been thrown into her heart. She was so cold that she could not help but want to tremble.

Lu Qian's words from last night once again echoed in her ears.

He said that he would not marry her, even if she had the Lu family's child.

Seeing Xia Qinglee not speaking, Zhang Rou thought that she was shy and continued, "Tonight is Dian's birthday. I will call Lu Qian back to stay. At that time, you must seize the opportunity!"

"Will Lu Qian come back?" Xia Qinglee's thoughts were pulled back and she frowned as she asked.

"He will definitely come back. The birthday of Dian is such an important thing. " Zhang Rou patted her chest as a guarantee.

But Dian was just a dog that Zhang Rou raised.

If it was a dog with a very high status, Lu Qian might really come back once. But Zhang Rou was a person who frequently raised dogs. There were at least twenty dogs in her house.

Even Xia Qinglee who came and went every day could only barely remember their names.

She sighed deeply. She thought that Lu Qian would not come back anyway. Her promise could make her mother happy, so she nodded. "Okay. "

"You are really my good daughter. " Zhang Rou held Xia Qinglee's delicate and delicate face and smiled.

However, Xia Qinglee miscalculated.

When the sound of dogs barking filled the living room, Zhang Rou held a black hollow pajamas and wanted Xia Qinglee to change into it. She directly brought Xia Qinglee into Lu Qian's room. She closed the door and gave Xia Qinglee a look, "Perform well. "

Xia Qinglee was very speechless.

Xia Qinglee looked at the hollow pyjamas in her hand and her eyes became deeper. Finally she took a deep breath and took off all her clothes and changed into lace pyjamas.

It was a cheongsam and the fork by the skirt almost reached her thighs.

The curves of her slender legs were outlined very well and her delicate collarbone was revealed by the collar.

The hollowness of her clothes allowed others to see the cleavage that she had squeezed out.

There were also diamond-shaped hollow openings on both sides of the waist of her clothes. Xia Qinglee sat at the corner of the bed apprehensively. She tightly clenched her fingers and nervously bit her lower lip.

Lu Qian had just arrived at the villa when he was pulled by Zhang Rou to drink.

They had clearly met once every three days, but Zhang Rou just had to pat her son's shoulder and say that he had grown up. It was very difficult for her to see him.

Every time she said a word, she would let her son finish all the red wine in his cup. Only then did she nod her head while smiling complacently.

There must be a reason why she was so abnormal.

Lu Qian did not know what Zhang Rou was planning, but he still obediently drank one cup after another.

When Zhang Rou saw that it was about time, she held her forehead and said, "I'm drunk. You're also drunk, right? Go back to your room and rest. When your dad comes back later, we'll have dinner together. "

"Yes. " Okay, Lu Qian said. His eyes swept across the villa.

He did not see Xia Qinglee.

In the morning, when he opened her guest room, he saw the intact bedding and the chair by the window. He knew that she did not sleep for the whole night.

He walked to his bedroom with a cold face. As soon as he closed the door, he heard his door lock.

Zhang Rou's voice came from behind him, "You guys have fun. "

Her laughter that did not match her age sounded like an idiot. . .

Lu Qian's eyes were slightly cold. He reached out and turned on the light in the room. He saw Xia Qinglee sitting at the corner of the bed with a panicked expression.

His deep black eyes were momentarily absent-minded.

She had snow-white skin, and her pure black clothes made her white porcelain skin look even more tender.

Through the thin fabric, he could almost see her breasts.