My Wife is My Life!

Chapter 268

My Wife is My Life! Chapter 268

The system wanted to say something vulgar; something very very vulgar, but it restrained itself.

——“The mission is very simple. Within 30 minutes, you only need to make Ji Qingqing wear one of your clothes. That's all. For the number of hours she wears them, you’ll receive the same hours of life points. Isn’t this such a good deal?!”

Lu Lixing didn’t reply. He even continued to flip a page of the magazine in his hand rather nonchalantly.

Ji Qingqing’s voice was heard from the bathroom. “Hubby, could you help me out?”

Lu Lixing got up. “What is it?”

Behind the door, Ji Qingqing softly replied, “My shirt dropped on the floor and got wet. Could you help me bring another one over?”

“Wait a minute.”

Saying that he entered Ji Qingqing’s room and looked through her closet.

——“Now you only need to take one of your shirts and give it to Ji Qingqing and the mission will be completed. Such a good opportunity. You practically don’t need to lift a finger.”

Lu Lixing remained unmoved and chose a beige top.

——“President Lu, show me a little respect. At the very least I’m the one who gave you your life back, right?”

Lu Lixing remained silent for a moment. He calmly spent a minute deliberating and then he hung back the top in his hand.

In Lu Lixing’s dictionary, the word ‘ruthless’ didn’t exist. After all, if you backed someone into a corner and agitated them, they’ll also bite back too. Moreover, it was also a system that he had completely no understanding or knowledge of.

Lu Lixing returned to his room. He picked a white shirt from his closet and passed it to Ji Qingqing.

A wet hand reached out from the bathroom and took the shirt Lu Lixing was holding.

Ji Qingqing glanced at the clothing Lu Lixing had passed over. A shirt?

Since when did she bring such a huge shirt?

Ji Qingqing unfolded the shirt and felt that it looked even more familiar. She proceeded to check its size. Isn’t this Lu Lixing’s shirt?

Why did he give me his shirt for?

Ji Qingqing faced outside the door and asked, “Did you bring me the wrong clothes?”

Lu Lixing replied composedly, “Wear this first.”

“Can’t you just bring me my own clothes?”

“I looked through your closet earlier. Your clothes are a little dirty.”

Dirty?

“There’s got to be one that isn’t dirty, right?”

She didn’t hear anything from outside for a long time.

Left without a choice, Ji Qingqing proceeded to wear Lu Lixing’s shirt. She buttoned up and glanced at the mirror.

Lu Lixing was about 1.8m tall so when Ji Qingqing who was 1.68m wore the shirt, it looked rather baggy. The end of the shirt directly covered the really short mini-shorts and her long and slender legs were prominently revealed.

She brought the sleeve to her nose and sniffed it. Seems like she could still smell the woody scent that Lu Lixing usually used on the shirt.

She wiped her head and walked out. While he was sitting on the sofa, Lu Lixing’s gaze swept over. Originally it was just a nonchalant glance, but at the exact moment, he saw Ji Qingqing, that cursory gaze focused and locked onto her.

As she had just come out from the bathroom, Ji Qingqing’s body seemed to be still emitting wafts of steam. The shirt was too big so Ji Qingqing didn’t button up fully. She lazily exposed her straight clavicle and slender white neck. The shirt was so loose that it seemed like her whole person was swaying in it. The end of the shirt barely reached her thigh and her two bare legs stepped closer and made their way towards him.

Lu Lixing’s gaze darkened and his throat moved slightly. After realizing something, he shifted his gaze from her body.

——“Mission complete. Life point +5. Current life points are worth 15 hours.”

——“A friendly reminder, for how many hours it is worn, you’ll get the same hours of life points!”

Ji Qingqing who had just bathed stood under the glow of the white light. Her skin looked fairer and smoother than it was during the day and had a slight blush to it. Her slightly damp hair lay loose over her shoulders and every movement she made was full of femininity.

Just as she was about to return to her room to change her clothes, the phone she left on the sofa rang. Ji Qingqing walked over and sat beside Lu Lixing. After answering the call, she went on to lazily lean on him.

The air shifted. Lu Lixing caught a whiff of an extremely pleasant fragrance and it made his Adam’s apple bob viciously.

With the person beside him wearing his clothes, Lu Lixing just had a sort of weird feeling which seemed as if Ji Qingqing, her person, completely belonged to him.