482: I have lacked maternal love since I was a child.

Qin Jiang massaged Murong Qing, and unknowingly, their bodies drew closer and closer.

Murong Qing leaned back slightly, almost completely resting on Qin Jiang's body.

She closed her beautiful eyes, a faint smile gracing her pretty face, seemingly enjoying Qin Jiang's massage very much.

Qin Jiang looked at Murong Qing. This pretty face was seven or eight tenths similar to Blood Moon. He just didn't know how similar other parts were.

He had to find an opportunity to compare.

After massaging for about a quarter of an hour, Qin Jiang withdrew his hands, placed them on Murong Qing's shoulders, and chuckled,

"Auntie Qinger, do you feel better?"

"Aren't you massaging anymore?"

Murong Qing asked subconsciously, but as soon as she spoke, she regretted it a little.

At the same time, she realized that she was almost leaning on Qin Jiang's body. The warm Qi made Murong Qing's pretty face flush slightly. She quickly sat up straight.

She glanced at Qin Jiang and said with some embarrassment,

"I feel much better."

She could still feel the residual warmth left by Qin Jiang's palms on both sides of her forehead.

It was truly comfortable.

And this was just his palms; if it were other places...

She couldn't imagine how comfortable it would be.

Hearing Murong Qing's reply, Qin Jiang smiled, surveyed her, and said,

"Auntie Qinger's complexion looks a bit better."

"Thank you too.

I've indeed been a bit tired recently, but now, I feel much better."

Murong Qing said.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiang walked to her side, sat down, looked at Murong Qing, and teased,

"Then...

How will Auntie Qinger thank me?"

"..."

Hearing this, Murong Qing was slightly taken aback. She had only been polite.

She hadn't expected Qin Jiang to be so impolite.

Moreover, with Qin Jiang's strength and status, he lacked nothing and needed nothing.

How could she possibly thank him?

A difficult expression appeared on Murong Qing's face. For a moment, she couldn't think of how to thank Qin Jiang.

After all, since she had already said it, she couldn't just not thank him, right?

Just then, Qin Jiang suddenly moved closer, and Murong Qing was slightly startled.

However, she didn't dodge.

Deep down, she was still somewhat looking forward to interacting with Qin Jiang.

Seeing this, Qin Jiang directly extended his hand and grabbed Murong Qing's small hand.

Only then did Murong Qing struggle slightly.

But the force was very small.

Her pretty face was slightly red, and her small hand struggled gently as she whispered,

"Qin Jiang, what are you doing? Don't do this..."

"Auntie Qinger."

Qin Jiang looked at Murong Qing, a hint of sadness on his face, and spoke in a slightly sorrowful tone,

"Actually, I've lacked motherly love since I was a child. From Auntie Qinger, I feel the Qi of motherly love, so...

Auntie Qinger, can you hug me?"

A longing appeared in his eyes. Faced with such a gaze, Murong Qing's heart softened slightly.

Lacked motherly love since childhood?

It seemed his childhood wasn't that happy either.

Little did he know, if Li Xueyi were to know what Qin Jiang said, she would immediately grab a stick and give Qin Jiang a 'motherly love' education to make up for his lack of motherly love.

Under Qin Jiang's gaze, Murong Qing hesitated slightly.

Then, she withdrew her small hand from Qin Jiang's, and immediately, opened her arms.

With a slightly flushed face, she embraced Qin Jiang.

Naturally, Qin Jiang complied, resting his head on Murong Qing's chest, occasionally rubbing against it, and wrapping his arms around Murong Qing's waist, a look of enjoyment on his face.

Hmm, a bit bigger than Blood Moon.

In Murong Qing's embrace, Qin Jiang was like someone with ADHD, constantly moving around.

Occasionally, his movements were too big, causing Murong Qing to let out a soft cry.

After a while, Murong Qing, her face red, asked,

"Qin Jiang, are you done?"

"I've lacked motherly love since I was a child..."

"Then I'll hug you for a bit longer."

Murong Qing continued to hug Qin Jiang, but as Qin Jiang kept rubbing against her, her pretty face became even redder. Fortunately, she had expended a lot of energy last night, otherwise...

But even so, Murong Qing was getting a bit overwhelmed.

"Auntie Qinger, when Yueyue was little, did you hug her like this too?"

Qin Jiang suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Murong Qing lowered her head, looked at Qin Jiang's face, and shook her head slightly.

How could that be the same?

When Blood Moon was little, she was just a tiny tot, but Qin Jiang, how old was he?

"Not the same?"

Qin Jiang seemed a bit disappointed, then continued,

"Then...

Can Auntie Qinger hug me like she hugged Yueyue?"

"Ah?

This..."

Murong Qing was slightly stunned and shook her head,

"No.

Yueyue was just a tiny tot back then, I could hold her directly on my lap. You..."

She looked at Qin Jiang, unable to imagine what it would look like if she held Qin Jiang on her lap. If it were the other way around, with Qin Jiang holding her on his lap, it would be better.

"That's true."

Qin Jiang nodded and continued,

"Then, Auntie Qinger, how did you feed Yueyue milk? Can you feed me some?"

"???"

"Sigh, I've lacked motherly love since I was a child..."

"..."

Being stared at by Qin Jiang with such eagerness, Murong Qing was a bit flustered.

Feed milk?

That was definitely not possible!

Meanwhile, Qin Jiang, like a nursing baby, skillfully found the 'canteen'.

Through her clothes, he took a bite.

Murong Qing trembled all over and immediately pushed Qin Jiang's head away, crying out,

"Ah!

Stop, Qin Jiang, don't do this."

"You know, I've lacked motherly love since I was a child..."

"!!!"

Hearing this, Murong Qing almost couldn't hold back. She seriously suspected that this guy's so-called lack of motherly love was just an excuse to manipulate her.

Moreover, no matter how much motherly love he lacked, he couldn't ask someone for milk.

And she didn't have milk now anyway.

Fortunately, Qin Jiang didn't go too far. After a gentle bite, he was pushed away by Murong Qing.

Looking at Murong Qing, who seemed a bit angry, Qin Jiang said disappointedly,

"Sorry, Auntie Qinger, I just lacked motherly love too much and couldn't help myself..."

"..."

Murong Qing took a deep breath.

Now, whenever she heard the words 'lacked motherly love', she got a headache.

"Um...

Can I have one more bite?"

Qin Jiang blinked.

Murong Qing's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she looked at Qin Jiang. How could this guy be so shameless!

She quickly extended her small hand, blocking Qin Jiang, afraid of being ambushed again:

"No!"

"Alright."

Qin Jiang's voice was full of regret, but then he immediately continued,

"I heard Yueyue say that when she was little, Auntie Qinger often kissed her."

"!!!"

"Can Auntie Qinger kiss me like she kissed Yueyue?"

Qin Jiang looked at Murong Qing, his eyes full of anticipation.

At this moment, Murong Qing was completely certain that this guy was teasing her from beginning to end.

And she was Yueyue's mother!

This wouldn't do!