After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Chapter 382

Qiao Xing looked back at Qin Ce. The numbness on his face was visible to the naked eye, and it felt like he was almost falling asleep while editing the pictures.

She returned to Qin Ce and sat down, staring at the photos on the computer again and again, "Qin Ce, are the photos edited like this really not good-looking?"

He said casually: "It looks good."

"Seriously, I think those boys like this, don't you?"

Qin Ce said: "Don't compare me with them."

Qiao Xing touched his nose and glanced at his expression. He seemed to really dislike it, and his expression didn't look like he was faking it.

"Then why don't you stop cultivating it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Ce clicked to exit without saving the photo.

"..."

"Then we won't repair it." After Qin Ce said this, he turned off the computer.

The corner of Qiao Xing's mouth twitched, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Is it so exaggerated?

Qin Ce turned to look at her. The depression just now was gone, and there was something else in his eyes.

"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early."

Qiao Xing nodded, she was indeed tired, "Then you wash first or should I wash first?"

"We can do it together."

Qiao Xing stood up quickly, took her pajamas, ran into the bathroom quickly, and closed the door and locked it.

Qin Ce stared at the bathroom door and smiled thoughtfully.

After a while, Qin Yi also called, but the number he called was Qin Ce.

Qin Ce slid down to answer the question, stood up and walked to the window, "What's the matter?"

"Have you left already?"

"Why not?"

"reconciled?"

Qin Ce was a little impatient, "Why are you calling?"

Qin Yi said anxiously: "What do you think! You came here and wandered around, and dad found me as soon as he checked. But now you run away, what should I do if you leave me here?"

"You can do it yourself."

"Brother, you can't do this. I don't want to be caught. If I can't, I have no choice but to run away. I won't play in the game. You have to deal with it yourself and Yang Han."

"I said, it's up to you, don't ask me."

Qin Ce didn't talk nonsense to him and hung up the phone after speaking. He looked back at the bathroom and saw that Qiao Xing had already finished washing up.

She wiped her hair and came out, looking at the man by the window, "Go and wash it quickly, I've done it."

Qin Ce stared at her clean face for a long time, and finally felt better.

He took his pajamas to the bathroom and washed them out as quickly as possible.

Qiao Xing was sitting on the bed looking at her phone. Her hair was not dry yet and hung wetly on both sides.

She noticed something, suddenly raised her head and glanced at Qin Ce, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing standing there?"

Qin Ce pondered: "I'm thinking about where to sleep."

He was a little cautious when he opened the room, so he opened a room with a double bed. There was no living room or sofa for him to sleep on.

Qiao Xing was also stunned for a moment and looked around. There was really no place except the ground.

"Stop pretending, come up here." Qiao Xing glared at him angrily. He had already figured him out. This man looked serious, but he was very unhappy inside.

Qin Ce walked over expressionlessly and sat down next to her.

He stared at Qiao Xing for a few seconds, then moved his eyes to her neck and took off the scarf, revealing the scars on her neck.

Qiao Xing's scalp went numb under his gaze. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her neck, "The scar is about to fall off. I don't dare to tear it off."

Some fell off, but some were still attached, so the ones that fell off would fall off. Qiao Xing was afraid that he would accidentally scratch the scar and remove it. "Let me cut it for you, so as not to get scratched by clothes and cause secondary damage."

"Okay."

Qin Ce got out of bed again, felt in his pocket, and took out a multifunctional knife.

Qiao Xing watched him open it, and found that there were so many things hidden in this small prop, including a bottle opener, a file and a scraper, and of course, scissors.

He took off one of the blades and replaced it with one end, turning it into a pair of scissors.

"Why are there so many props?"

"It was given by someone else." He held the scissors and raised Qiao Xing's chin with his other hand, "Don't move it."

Qiao Xing stiffened his neck and hummed.

Her peripheral vision moved down and fell on Qin Ce's face. He stared at her neck intently. He had just finished taking a shower, and his hair was a little messy hanging in front of his forehead.

Compared with Qin Ce, who was wearing suits and leather shoes during the day, he is now a little less sharp and more youthful.

The two of them were very close, and his breath was lightly sprayed on her neck.

Qiao Xing didn't care about moving, so he could only sit there.

The cold scissors would occasionally touch her skin, causing Qiao Xing to tighten her muscles subconsciously, always worrying that he would poke her.

He moved very gently and slowly, and it took him more than ten minutes to cut off the fallen scars.

"All right."

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly picked up her phone and turned on the front camera to take a look.

Looking at it this way, it is not that obvious, because there are scars that have not yet fallen off for comparison, so the fallen scars are inconspicuous.

She touched it and said, "It feels much easier. Your skills are very good. It feels so smooth."

Qin Ce put away his utility knife, "But you still have to pay attention. It's healing every day. The end will stick up at any time. Don't get caught by clothes."

"Don't worry, I'm careful."

"Go to sleep."

Qiao Xing nodded, got up and turned off the bedside lights.

Qin Ce hugged her skillfully. Considering that her injury was not healed, he didn't move around and just held her to sleep.

Early the next morning, Qiao Xing was woken up by the alarm clock.

I forgot to turn off my alarm clock at work, but I was able to get up early and finish all the shopping I didn’t finish yesterday.

Qiao Xing had given up the idea of ​​letting Qin Ce take photos, but she took a lot of photos of Qin Ce with her camera.

She held up the camera and took a picture of Qin Ce's side face. Behind him was the arch bridge. The water was shining under the bridge. The sun fell on his head. Coupled with his handsome face, the atmosphere was amazing. .

However, Qiao Xing noticed that he was a little absent-minded and always looking at something.

Qiao Xing followed him holding the camera, "Qin Ce, what are you looking at?"

Qin Ce came back to his senses, the solemnity between his brows disappeared, and he returned to his previous indifference, "It's nothing, I seem to have visited there, let's go to the opposite side."

"I see that you are absent-minded. Is there something on your mind?"

"No, I was just thinking about where else I haven't gone."

Qiao Xing looked at him suspiciously, feeling that he was not telling the truth.

"You promised me you wouldn't lie to me again."

Qin Ce paused and turned to look at her. After hesitating for a long time, he whispered, "Someone is following us."

Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment and looked back suddenly, but saw nothing.

But since Qin Ce said this, he must have discovered it. Qiao Xing asked nervously, "Who is it?"

"I do not know."

"Could it be someone sent by your father?" Qiao Xing thought for a moment, but it was not right. "He wants to know where we are, so he can just check where we are, so why would he send someone to follow us?"

Qin Ce looked somewhere and his eyes flickered, "It's probably a warning."

(End of this chapter)