How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Chapter 662 "We haven't been like this for a long time."

After finishing a day's work in the underworld, Jiang Luo returned to the merchant villa. He coaxed A Nuan and A Han for a while, then turned around and saw Lu Qing standing not far away waiting for him.

He stepped forward and asked, "So early? Fan Wujiu is quite generous?"

Lu Qing crossed his arms and said, "He has something to do. He said he needs to go to the Far North Temple. Maybe he needs to overcome the tribulation!"

Jiang Luo was slightly startled, frowned and said: "He didn't say! Is it safe?"

Lu Qing replied: "It's a small matter, a minor calamity of lust. After this, I won't be so lustful next time."

Jiang Luo was helpless, thinking that after a thousand years, there was finally some progress in this calamity of desire.

Lu Qing pointed to the villa not far away and said, "Over there, I chose it. I just cleaned it up. I asked Xia Kucao to decorate it for me. I also prepared some spiritual kitchen talisman paper and made a dinner. Do you want to go over and try it?"

Jiang Luo looked at Lu Qing's expectant eyes, and his heart softened. He knew that Lu Qing was always cold and arrogant, and rarely showed such emotions on weekdays. It was obvious that he had carefully prepared the invitation at this moment.

He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'm hungry too. Thank you, Lu Qing."

The corners of Lu Qing's mouth slightly raised, a hint of barely perceptible joy flashed in his eyes, his voice still cold: "Let's go, don't let the food get cold."

At this moment, Lu Qing's original appearance still emerged in Jiang Luo's mind, and he would even proudly call himself "This Lord", and he would also be respectful to this ancient son of God.

Now, the child has really grown up.

The two walked side by side towards the villa. In the night, the lights of the villa seemed particularly warm. Jiang Luo looked at the carefully decorated courtyard, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Although Lu Qing looked cold on the surface, he always did impeccable work in details.

The moment the door was opened, a faint fragrance hit me. The table was filled with exquisite dishes, each of which exuded an attractive luster. Jiang Luo couldn't help but exclaimed: "Did you ask Xia Kucao to prepare these? They look great."

Lu Qing nodded, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Xia Ku Cao's craftsmanship has always been good, especially these spiritual kitchen talisman papers, which can lock the spiritual energy of the ingredients, and the taste and effect will be better."

Jiang Luo sat down, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish. The moment he put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "It tastes really good! Lu Qing, you took the trouble."

Lu Qing sat opposite him, looking at him tenderly: "As long as you like it. You have been too tired recently, you should relax. Lao Songshu over there is a high-level spiritual chef. If he gets a rare spiritual chef talisman, he will give it to me first."

Jiang Luo felt warm in his heart and whispered, "Thank you, Lu Qing."

Lu Qing smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "You have said thank you several times tonight, isn't it time to change to something else?"

Jiang Luo was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Then what should I say? You did a good job?"

Lu Qing shook his head, his eyes full of meaning: "You know what I want to hear."

Jiang Luo's heartbeat quickened slightly, and his eyes met Lu Qing's, and for a moment he dared not look directly at him. He knew what Lu Qing was hinting at, but matters of the heart always made him feel a little at a loss.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Lu Qing, actually I..."

Lu Qing interrupted him, with a hint of tenderness in his tone: "Don't rush to answer. I know you have a lot of concerns in your heart, but I'm not in a hurry. I can wait."

Jiang Luo raised his head and looked into Lu Qing's deep eyes, with a complex feeling in his heart. He knew that Lu Qing had always had deep feelings for him, and he himself could no longer ignore these feelings. However, he had been avoiding them, afraid to face the responsibilities and changes that this feeling would bring.

He took a deep breath and whispered, "Lu Qing, I actually already understand my feelings. It's just... I've been hesitating and don't know how to face it."

Lu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was filled with expectation: "Can you tell me now?"

Jiang Luo nodded, and finally said with a firm look: "Lu Qing, I like you. Not because you are my favorite, but because you are you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Qing's eyes. He stood up, walked to Jiang Luo, and said softly: "Jiang Luo, I like you too. Not because you are my only choice, but because you are you. And..."

Jiang Luo was puzzled: "What else?"

Lu Qing's cheeks flushed, and he whispered, "Also... I like you, the you of the Heavenly Dao, the you of now, the complete you. You in the past, you in the present, I like you all..."

Their eyes met, as if time had stopped at this moment. Lu Qing reached out his hand, gently held Jiang Luo's hand, and whispered: "Jiang Luo, let's be together. Consider it my... confession to you, okay?"

Jiang Luo's heartbeat quickened. He looked into Lu Qing's affectionate eyes and finally nodded: "Okay, let's be together."

Lu Qing's mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes full of doting. He gently embraced Jiang Luo in his arms and whispered, "Thank you for accepting me."

Jiang Luo leaned in Lu Qing's arms, and he felt an unprecedented sense of peace in his heart. He knew that from this moment on, their relationship would no longer be just that of Heaven and Son of God, but that they would be the most important people to each other.

As the night deepened, the lights in the villa shone on the two of them, reflecting a warm color. Jiang Luo raised his head, looked at Lu Qing's face so close, and said softly: "Lu Qing, I will cherish this relationship."

Lu Qing smiled slightly, with a hint of pampering in his tone: "Silly, me too."

The two held hands tightly, as if at this moment, all worries and hesitations disappeared. Their future will no longer be lonely, but will accompany each other and face all challenges and storms together.

After dinner, the two went upstairs together, and Lu Qing asked: "Do you... want to take a shower?"

Jiang Luo groaned and said, "Yes, what about you?"

Lu Qing said: "Actually... I had already washed it before you came."

Jiang Luo's cheeks flushed, he cleared his throat, turned around and walked into the bathroom and said, "Okay, I understand..."

Then he slammed the bathroom door shut.

It was clearly not the first time for the two of them, but every time it was like the first time. There was a bit of shyness in the anticipation, and there was always a sense of first love that made people look forward to it.

Jiang Luo walked out of the bathroom, with water dripping from the ends of her hair, wrapped in a soft bath towel. Lu Qing was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hands. Hearing the noise, he looked up at him, his eyes gentle and focused.

"Have you finished washing?" Lu Qing put down the book, his voice low and soft, with a barely perceptible hint of expectation.

Jiang Luo nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she walked to the bed and sat down: "Well, the water temperature is just right, very comfortable."

Lu Qing reached out and gently brushed his wet hair. The warmth from his fingertips made Jiang Luo's heartbeat speed up slightly. He whispered, "Your hair isn't dry yet. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll do it in a moment."

Lu Qing did not withdraw his hand, but gently stroked his cheek, his eyes deep and blazing: "Jiang Luo, you look so beautiful today."

Jiang Luo was a little confused by his sudden words, and her cheeks turned redder: "Lu Qing, you...why did you suddenly say such a thing?"

Lu Qing chuckled, his voice low and magnetic: "I'm just telling the truth. Jiang Luo, you have always been beautiful, but I didn't dare to say it before."

Jiang Luo's heart beat faster. He lowered his eyes, not daring to look directly into Lu Qing's eyes: "You...when did you become so good at talking?"

Lu Qing's fingers gently lifted his chin, forcing him to look at him, his voice soft and lingering: "Because it's you, I want to say it. Jiang Luo, do you know? From a long time ago, I only have eyes for you."

Jiang Luo's heart seemed to be gently moved by something, and he murmured in a low voice: "Lu Qing, I..."

Lu Qing interrupted him, his voice pleading: "Jiang Luo, don't hide from me. I know you have concerns in your heart, but I want to tell you that my feelings have never changed, whether in the past or now. I love you, Jiang Luo, not because you are the way of heaven, but because you are you."

Jiang Luo's heart softened completely. He looked up at Lu Qing's affectionate eyes and finally whispered, "Lu Qing, I love you too. Not because you are the son of the ancient gods, but because you are you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Qing's eyes. He gently embraced Jiang Luo in his arms and whispered, "Jiang Luo, thank you for accepting me. From now on, I will cherish you and never let you face the storm alone."

Jiang Luo leaned in his arms, feeling his warm body temperature, and an unprecedented sense of peace surged in his heart. He whispered: "Lu Qing, I will also cherish this relationship. We will be together and never separate."

Lu Qing lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, his voice gentle but firm: "Okay, we will never separate."

The two bodies hugged each other tightly, their breaths intertwined, as if at this moment, the whole world was only them. Lu Qing's lips gently brushed Jiang Luo's ears and whispered: "Jiang Luo, I want to kiss you, can I?"

Jiang Luo's heart was beating like a drum and his cheeks were burning, but he did not back down. Instead, he nodded gently: "Okay."

Lu Qing's lips gently covered his, and the gentle touch made both of them intoxicated. This kiss was not fierce, but full of lingering and affectionate, as if to fully convey each other's feelings to each other.

When they separated, Jiang Luo's breathing was a little rapid. He whispered, "Lu Qing, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Lu Qing chuckled, his voice low and doting: "This is not a dream, Jiang Luo. This is our true feelings and our common future."

Jiang Luo leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes gently, and raised a happy smile at the corner of her mouth: "Lu Qing, it's great to have you."

Lu Qing hugged him tightly and whispered, "Me too, Jiang Luo. I feel complete only when you are by my side."

Jiang Luo was lying on the bed. There was only a warm yellow table lamp in the room. The soft light sprinkled on his fair skin, reflecting a layer of light warmth. Lu Qing sat on the bed, looking at him gently and attentively, his fingertips gently brushed his slightly wet hair, and whispered, "Are you tired today?"

Jiang Luo shook his head and said softly: "I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

Lu Qing's fingertips slid down his hair to his cheek, stroking it gently, with a hint of pampering in his tone: "Go to sleep if you are sleepy, I will accompany you."

Jiang Luo raised his eyes to look at him, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "Lu Qing, why are you so gentle today?"

Lu Qing curled the corners of his lips and whispered, "Because you deserve my gentleness."

Jiang Luo's heartbeat quickened slightly, and his cheeks flushed. He reached out and gently held Lu Qing's wrist, whispering, "Lu Qing, I... I'm a little nervous."

Lu Qing looked down at him, his eyes deep and fiery: "Why are you so nervous?"

Jiang Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was as low as a mosquito: "We... haven't been like this for a long time."

Lu Qing chuckled, his voice low and gentle: "There is no need for tension between us. No matter what, I will be with you."

After he finished speaking, he leaned closer to Jiang Luo, and their breaths gradually intertwined. Lu Qing's lips gently fell on his forehead, and the warm breath made Jiang Luo's heart beat more violently. His fingers gently stroked Jiang Luo's cheek and whispered, "Is it okay?"

Jiang Luo nodded slightly, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Yeah."