My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 177: Lu Shen is a Jealous King

Qin Miaomiao instinctively retracted her hand, scratched her head, and put on an innocent expression:

"Wow, the sky is so blue! Honey, where did you go? I somehow didn’t see you."

Whenever she felt guilty, she had the habit of calling Lu Qing "Honey." Lu Qing walked closer step by step, letting his gaze sweep across her face before landing squarely on Little Seventh.

Little Seventh trembled in fear; Young Master Lu’s gaze was terrifying!

I need to go back to the base!

"What were you just about to do?"

Moments ago, her hand had already stretched out, just inches away from touching Little Seventh’s fair and tender face.

Qin Miaomiao felt it was such a pity but put on a righteous demeanor:

"Oh, there was a mosquito on Little Seventh’s face. I just wanted to slap it away. Look at Little Seventh, with his delicate skin and tender flesh—if he got a swollen bite mark, it would ruin his exquisite beauty. What a shame!"

The exquisitely beautiful Little Seventh immediately felt a sharp gaze pierce through him, enveloping him in a heavy sense of doom!

Earth is so dangerous. Could I possibly return to Mars?

Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother—where are you all? Little Seventh is about to be killed by Young Master Lu’s terrifying stare.

Lu Qing placed his hand on Qin Miaomiao’s shoulder, leaning most of his weight on her. She felt like she was about to be crushed but still had to maintain her posture. Through gritted teeth, a certain someone said:

"His exquisite beauty? Hmm?"

Could it be that the almighty Lord Lu was jealous of Little Seventh’s looks?

Surely not. After all, he’s the barely approachable CEO of Long Ting Group, the idol of millions of fans. Would he possibly be that petty?

Qin Miaomiao fearlessly nodded: "Yes, Little Seventh looks pretty nice."

"Ha ha."

He coolly instructed:

"Little Seventh, there’s a mission in Africa that requires your attention. Tonight, you’ll be heading out."

Little Seventh: What?!

Qin Miaomiao: Huh?!

The hidden Little Third, Little Fourth, Little Fifth, and Little Sixth silently mourned: Farewell, Little Seventh. Farewell and safe journey—we’ll always remember you.

Qin Miaomiao found him impossible and shouted angrily:

"You can’t do this! Little Seventh is still a child. If he goes to Africa and gets sunburned on his face, what then?"

Little Seventh nodded frantically in agreement—yes, he’s still a child; you can’t bully the kid like this.

Lu Qing glanced at her and said leisurely:

"One month."

"Lu Qing, if you keep this up, I’ll seriously lose my temper! Little Seventh is so adorable and precious—how could you throw him to Africa like that?!"

"Two months."

"Lu Qing, you bastard! If you dare—"

Unable to endure anymore, Little Seventh immediately stood at attention and reported:

"Understood, Young Master Lu. I’ll head out right now and ensure the mission is completed!"

Young Madam, please stop pleading for me. At this rate, I might actually spend the rest of my life stuck there.

Little Seventh bolted away like he was being chased by ghosts. Lu Qing nonchalantly shot her a glance:

"Still feel like pleading on his behalf?"

Qin Miaomiao let out a dry laugh. Plead, my ass! Little Seventh probably hates her to death now. Such a cute, adorable little angel, like a kitten...

Frustration boiled inside her, but she couldn’t let it show outwardly. Just then, she heard Lu Qing’s calm voice say:

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"He’s too ugly! I don’t want him!"

"Ugly? Perfect. Little Second will ’always’ protect my dear wife."

Qin Miaomiao rolled her eyes in exasperation. Having such a petty and jealous husband—what’s the point of even living anymore!!!

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