The pain in her temples awakened Qiao Zhiyu from her sleep. She covered her forehead with a stuffy hum and subconsciously wanted to cover her head with a quilt and continue to sleep.
But as soon as the arm was raised, it was held down.
Qi Zhanxing lay on his side with low pressure.
"Open your eyes."
Qiao Zhiyu shivered and opened his eyes reluctantly.
"Why are you in my room?" she rubbed her temples. "No, how did I get back to my room?"
Qi Zhanxing reached out and pinched her chin. Her voice was so cold that it could freeze to death.
"Open your eyes and see clearly."
Qiao Zhiyu earned and didn't get rid of it. He could only open his eyes in the posture of being caught with his chin.
The room is Qi Zhanxing's and so is the bed.
The worst thing is that she accounts for two-thirds of the whole bed. Qi Zhanxing can only lie on his side without saying. Even the quilt on his body was rolled away by her.
Qiao Zhiyu: "..." Oh, Huo.
Qi Zhanxing sat up. The air conditioner that was originally only on his chest was instantly slid to his abdomen, revealing his upper body with clear texture.
"Awake?"
Qiao Zhiyu's eyes paused on his abdominal muscles for a few seconds, and then he didn't turn his head awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi. I seem to have drunk a fragment yesterday."
"Don't be in a hurry to apologize." Qi Zhanxing took his nightgown and put it on. He clicked on the recording software in his mobile phone and selected the recording from last night.
——Joe Zhiyu is a fool! Big fool!
——Stupid and heartless!
——You're qualified to drink this wine with me.
——My mother might be happy to see us drink together?
——I don't want to sleep alone!
——No, you wash it for me! Or I won't take a bath today!
………………
Joe's expression became numb as he listened to the language.
"..." don't ask, asking is to die.
She silently looked down at her pajamas and asked in an unspeakable whisper, "so you really helped me take a bath?"
"Otherwise?" Qi Zhanxing glanced at her sarcastically. "Is there anyone else here who can wash it for you?"
Qiao Zhiyu: "..." said the same.
The whole villa is estimated to be male animals except mosquitoes. Compared with the group of male servants, she would rather have Qi Zhanxing wash it for her.
... No.
She would rather not wash!
Qiao Zhiyu closed his eyes and managed to restrain his impulse to dig a crack in the ground.
"I'm really sorry. I drank too much yesterday."
"It's not too much. It's just three jars." Qi Zhanxing sneered. "Oh, I have to put aside the part in the clothes, one and a half jars."
"..." Qiao Zhiyu grinned his teeth. "I'm really sorry. I'm too bad at drinking."
Qi Zhanxing looked unpredictable: "it's really bad."
This is really not a step for Joe.
Qiao Zhiyu clenched his fist and wanted to jump up and give Qi Zhanxing two knives.
"I was in a bad mood yesterday. I said a lot of nonsense after I got drunk. I hope Mr. Qi doesn't take it to heart."
Qi Zhanxing was brushing the news of the day with his mobile phone and smelled it at his fingertips.
"What do you wish I didn't take to heart?"
Qiao Zhiyu became more and more embarrassed, and even had an inexplicable sense of guilt.
"I said the wine was for my marriage..."
Qi Zhanxing interrupted her: "do you want me not to take the words of entertaining guests seriously?"
"..." Qiao Zhiyu nodded hard, "yes."
Qi Zhanxing was silent for a long time before sneering. His voice was as cold as soaking in ice water.
"What qualifications do you have for me to take seriously? Just because you are stupid?"
Qiao Zhiyu was stiff, his knuckles unconsciously clenched the quilt corner, and the blood color on his face faded.
"... that's right. I've been thinking too much." she pretended to easily hold the corner of her lips. "Yesterday was really troublesome for you."
Qi Zhanxing's thin lips were straight, and he was obviously very unhappy.
"Get out."
“……”
Qiao Zhiyu lowered his head, dropped his hair to block the embarrassment on her face, and the fingertips of finishing his pajamas were trembling gently.
Qi Zhanxing leaned back on the soft pillow and closed his eyes.
"Qiao Zhiyu."
Qiao Zhiyu seemed to be awakened. He was shocked and packed his clothes much faster.
She hurried down the floor without even putting on her slippers.
"I'll go back to my room first."
Qi Zhanxing looked at the door that closed in an instant and suddenly felt a burst of weakness.
Qiao Zhiyu didn't go back to his room, but turned to the wine cellar again.
She brought the small wooden box with her yesterday, but she didn't see it in Qi Zhanxing's room when she just woke up.
Two male servants were tidying up the wine cellar. When they saw Qiao Zhiyu wearing only pajamas, they were stunned at first, and then quickly turned away their eyes.
"Miss Qiao."
Qiao Zhiyu looked at the empty wine cellar. Her bright red lips suddenly lost their blood color. She opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry that she coughed a few times.
"... where's my wine? Where are those wine jars? You threw them away?"
The two male servants looked at each other and said eagerly, "no, Miss Qiao, those wines..."
"Do you think I'll throw your things away?"
The man's cold, low voice came from behind.
Qiao Zhiyu suddenly stiffened and looked back in amazement: "Qi Zhanxing, how do you..."
The man only wore a nightgown, even his half open skirt was not tidy up, and he even had a little shortness of breath.
Seeing Qiao Zhiyu hurried into the wine cellar from the monitoring, he was afraid that she would drink again. He quickly informed Qi Zhanxing's bodyguard captain. At this time, he wanted to disappear in situ.
Qi Zhanxing's face was extremely gloomy.
"Come here."
The man crossed Qiao Zhiyu and didn't even look at her for a moment.
Qi Zhan walked to the leftmost corner of the wine cellar. Qiao Zhiyu found that there was an iron door over there.
Only the color of the door was close to the wine cellar wallpaper, and she didn't want to see more yesterday, so she ignored the past.
Qi Zhanxing locked the door with his fingerprint, and a chill came to his face.
Several rows of wine cabinets were displayed in front of Qiao Zhiyu. With her eyesight, it was not difficult to distinguish that the value of the wine collected in this cellar was much higher than those outside, and even many of them were valuable treasures without market.
Her daughter's red wine jars were placed on the top of the wine cabinet, and even the empty jars were properly collected in the wall cabinet.
Qiao Zhiyu's throat was so strong that she was almost drowned by an unspeakable sense of guilt.
Qi Zhanxing withdrew from the small wine cellar and took out a tray under the bar with the small wooden box inside.
He stuffed the wooden box into Qiao Zhiyu's hand, looking cold and ironic.
"You were right yesterday. You are really stupid and heartless."
The small wooden box in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. Qiao Zhiyu shook his hands so much that he could hardly hold the wooden box.
She squatted down slowly with the small wooden box in her arms, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her heart seemed to be pinched hard.
"Sorry, I don't know..."
How could she not trust others at all? Obviously, in her last life, she could even believe the brutes of he family. How could she become like this now?
Qi Zhanxing straightened his nightgown and went out of the wine cellar expressionless.
"I don't need your apology. Fulfilling the contract is what you should do."
But as soon as the arm was raised, it was held down.
Qi Zhanxing lay on his side with low pressure.
"Open your eyes."
Qiao Zhiyu shivered and opened his eyes reluctantly.
"Why are you in my room?" she rubbed her temples. "No, how did I get back to my room?"
Qi Zhanxing reached out and pinched her chin. Her voice was so cold that it could freeze to death.
"Open your eyes and see clearly."
Qiao Zhiyu earned and didn't get rid of it. He could only open his eyes in the posture of being caught with his chin.
The room is Qi Zhanxing's and so is the bed.
The worst thing is that she accounts for two-thirds of the whole bed. Qi Zhanxing can only lie on his side without saying. Even the quilt on his body was rolled away by her.
Qiao Zhiyu: "..." Oh, Huo.
Qi Zhanxing sat up. The air conditioner that was originally only on his chest was instantly slid to his abdomen, revealing his upper body with clear texture.
"Awake?"
Qiao Zhiyu's eyes paused on his abdominal muscles for a few seconds, and then he didn't turn his head awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi. I seem to have drunk a fragment yesterday."
"Don't be in a hurry to apologize." Qi Zhanxing took his nightgown and put it on. He clicked on the recording software in his mobile phone and selected the recording from last night.
——Joe Zhiyu is a fool! Big fool!
——Stupid and heartless!
——You're qualified to drink this wine with me.
——My mother might be happy to see us drink together?
——I don't want to sleep alone!
——No, you wash it for me! Or I won't take a bath today!
………………
Joe's expression became numb as he listened to the language.
"..." don't ask, asking is to die.
She silently looked down at her pajamas and asked in an unspeakable whisper, "so you really helped me take a bath?"
"Otherwise?" Qi Zhanxing glanced at her sarcastically. "Is there anyone else here who can wash it for you?"
Qiao Zhiyu: "..." said the same.
The whole villa is estimated to be male animals except mosquitoes. Compared with the group of male servants, she would rather have Qi Zhanxing wash it for her.
... No.
She would rather not wash!
Qiao Zhiyu closed his eyes and managed to restrain his impulse to dig a crack in the ground.
"I'm really sorry. I drank too much yesterday."
"It's not too much. It's just three jars." Qi Zhanxing sneered. "Oh, I have to put aside the part in the clothes, one and a half jars."
"..." Qiao Zhiyu grinned his teeth. "I'm really sorry. I'm too bad at drinking."
Qi Zhanxing looked unpredictable: "it's really bad."
This is really not a step for Joe.
Qiao Zhiyu clenched his fist and wanted to jump up and give Qi Zhanxing two knives.
"I was in a bad mood yesterday. I said a lot of nonsense after I got drunk. I hope Mr. Qi doesn't take it to heart."
Qi Zhanxing was brushing the news of the day with his mobile phone and smelled it at his fingertips.
"What do you wish I didn't take to heart?"
Qiao Zhiyu became more and more embarrassed, and even had an inexplicable sense of guilt.
"I said the wine was for my marriage..."
Qi Zhanxing interrupted her: "do you want me not to take the words of entertaining guests seriously?"
"..." Qiao Zhiyu nodded hard, "yes."
Qi Zhanxing was silent for a long time before sneering. His voice was as cold as soaking in ice water.
"What qualifications do you have for me to take seriously? Just because you are stupid?"
Qiao Zhiyu was stiff, his knuckles unconsciously clenched the quilt corner, and the blood color on his face faded.
"... that's right. I've been thinking too much." she pretended to easily hold the corner of her lips. "Yesterday was really troublesome for you."
Qi Zhanxing's thin lips were straight, and he was obviously very unhappy.
"Get out."
“……”
Qiao Zhiyu lowered his head, dropped his hair to block the embarrassment on her face, and the fingertips of finishing his pajamas were trembling gently.
Qi Zhanxing leaned back on the soft pillow and closed his eyes.
"Qiao Zhiyu."
Qiao Zhiyu seemed to be awakened. He was shocked and packed his clothes much faster.
She hurried down the floor without even putting on her slippers.
"I'll go back to my room first."
Qi Zhanxing looked at the door that closed in an instant and suddenly felt a burst of weakness.
Qiao Zhiyu didn't go back to his room, but turned to the wine cellar again.
She brought the small wooden box with her yesterday, but she didn't see it in Qi Zhanxing's room when she just woke up.
Two male servants were tidying up the wine cellar. When they saw Qiao Zhiyu wearing only pajamas, they were stunned at first, and then quickly turned away their eyes.
"Miss Qiao."
Qiao Zhiyu looked at the empty wine cellar. Her bright red lips suddenly lost their blood color. She opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry that she coughed a few times.
"... where's my wine? Where are those wine jars? You threw them away?"
The two male servants looked at each other and said eagerly, "no, Miss Qiao, those wines..."
"Do you think I'll throw your things away?"
The man's cold, low voice came from behind.
Qiao Zhiyu suddenly stiffened and looked back in amazement: "Qi Zhanxing, how do you..."
The man only wore a nightgown, even his half open skirt was not tidy up, and he even had a little shortness of breath.
Seeing Qiao Zhiyu hurried into the wine cellar from the monitoring, he was afraid that she would drink again. He quickly informed Qi Zhanxing's bodyguard captain. At this time, he wanted to disappear in situ.
Qi Zhanxing's face was extremely gloomy.
"Come here."
The man crossed Qiao Zhiyu and didn't even look at her for a moment.
Qi Zhan walked to the leftmost corner of the wine cellar. Qiao Zhiyu found that there was an iron door over there.
Only the color of the door was close to the wine cellar wallpaper, and she didn't want to see more yesterday, so she ignored the past.
Qi Zhanxing locked the door with his fingerprint, and a chill came to his face.
Several rows of wine cabinets were displayed in front of Qiao Zhiyu. With her eyesight, it was not difficult to distinguish that the value of the wine collected in this cellar was much higher than those outside, and even many of them were valuable treasures without market.
Her daughter's red wine jars were placed on the top of the wine cabinet, and even the empty jars were properly collected in the wall cabinet.
Qiao Zhiyu's throat was so strong that she was almost drowned by an unspeakable sense of guilt.
Qi Zhanxing withdrew from the small wine cellar and took out a tray under the bar with the small wooden box inside.
He stuffed the wooden box into Qiao Zhiyu's hand, looking cold and ironic.
"You were right yesterday. You are really stupid and heartless."
The small wooden box in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. Qiao Zhiyu shook his hands so much that he could hardly hold the wooden box.
She squatted down slowly with the small wooden box in her arms, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her heart seemed to be pinched hard.
"Sorry, I don't know..."
How could she not trust others at all? Obviously, in her last life, she could even believe the brutes of he family. How could she become like this now?
Qi Zhanxing straightened his nightgown and went out of the wine cellar expressionless.
"I don't need your apology. Fulfilling the contract is what you should do."
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