Young Master, Pamper Me Gently

Qiao Chu didn't expect that Si Yichuan's sleep was so shallow, so he was a little flustered. In the dark, she could not see his eyes clearly, but heard his anger in his tone, just like the prelude to the storm.

She pulled her wrist and couldn't get out of his grip.

"Joe Chu, don't you believe me?" Si Yichuan's voice was very cold. "I have told you that I only love you in my life. I won't marry Bai Mei. Why are you crying?"

Joe Chu listened to his words and felt a dull pain in his heart. He couldn't even restrain his breathing. She whispered, "Si Shao, you hurt me."

Si Yichuan didn't let her go. He distinguished her eyes in the dark and made a hard effort to stare a hole in her face. But it's too dark here. The suburbs are quiet and there are no street lamps. It's heavy darkness when it's dark. You can't even see the outline of each other's face, let alone the expression.

Finally, frustrated, he slowly took Qiao Chu into his arms and pressed her head heavily on his chest. "Qiao Chu, promise me never to leave me. No matter what I do, you don't believe what your eyes see. You have to think with your heart and don't listen to anyone else's malicious words. You can only trust me."

Qiao Chu's cheek leaned against Si Yichuan's heart. She heard his powerful heartbeat, but her face was as gray as death.

A low "um" sound.

Hearing her promise, Si Yichuan was happy. "Remember, you promised me yourself. If you dare to break your promise, I will make you regret."

Qiao Chu smelled the pleasant smell of Si Yichuan and said quietly but firmly, "I won't regret it."

That night, Si Yichuan hugged Qiao Chu to sleep and didn't let her go until dawn. When I got up, I found that my shoulders were extremely sour and soft. Both arms were not my own. It was so stiff that it was difficult to lift them. It's not easy to put on your clothes, but it's very difficult to button them.

Joe Chu looked at his depressed face and couldn't help laughing. Run to the front and button up the buttons for him, carefully smooth the collar, then squat down to smooth the trouser legs for him, and put on his shoes for him.

Si Yichuan looked down at her. As she lowered her head to wear shoes for him, he couldn't see her expression, but he could see her lips pursed slightly.

Depressed mood is more prosperous.

As soon as I pulled her up, I directly hugged her. He flicked her forehead. "Joe Chu, are you laughing?"

Joe Chu was a little uncomfortable sitting on his lap. But hearing the questioning of Si Yichuan, he quickly covered his mouth, raised his head in surprise and stared at him, "I didn't."

"How dare you make fun of me and see how I deal with you." Si Yichuan said a lesson, but he just played her forehead and heart affectionately, and his eyes were full of spoil. "Last night, I don't know which restless girl had to sleep on my arm and keep drilling into my arms. You can't be so sticky."

Joe Chu blushed and lowered his head. "What do I have? It's obviously you who want to sleep with me. The person you're talking about is definitely not me."

"Oh? No?" Si Yichuan looked around and deliberately said, "it seems that what arched into my arms last night was a stupid and dishonest little white pig."

Little white pig?

Joe Chu is silly. Why does such a strange adjective fall on her?

"You are the pig." Qiao Chu was so angry that his whole face was wrinkled, "you know I'm pregnant and I'm not in good health, but you still insist on holding me. It's clear that you look like an awkward child."

"Girl, give you some color. You really want to open the dyeing room? Dare you talk to me like that?"

"When did you give me color? You've always bullied me. I'm not even qualified to fight back."

They stumbled for about half an hour, carefully avoiding the sensitive topic.

But Si Yichuan never liked to avoid. Before leaving, he grabbed Qiao Chu's shoulder and promised her: "believe me, I can solve this matter in three days. Wait for me to come back."

Joe Chu didn't respond, but looked at his dark eyes like the night sky and was crazy.

Si Yichuan suddenly felt a little uneasy, increased the strength in his hand, and made Qiao Chu's shoulder ache.

"Do you hear me? Wait for me to come back!"

Qiao Chu smiled and held his hand. "Si Shao, you should be careful."

Knowing that she was worried about herself, the handsome man smiled, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of elation and high spirits. "Don't worry, the people who can successfully calculate our company Yichuan in the world have not been born. Just wait, and I will take you back to the castle soon."

Qiao Chu watched Si Yichuan walk out of the courtyard. The morning sun sprinkled on him. His whole body was like bathing in golden light.

She remembered this figure for many years.

At noon, Qiao Chu made an appointment with Nalan Chen and wanted to see his mother. Ah Zhu was worried and didn't want to let her go out by herself.

Joe Chu told her, "you don't have to worry about the news in the newspaper. Si Shao explained it to me. I'm fine. I'm just going out for a walk."

Seeing that ah Zhu still looked like a catastrophe, she smiled and said, "well, if Si Shao asks, tell him that I went to the cemetery to see my mother."

When she heard that she was going to pay homage to her relatives, ah Zhu relaxed her vigilance a little and confessed over and over for a long time before she was willing to let her go.

Nalan Chen didn't expect that Qiao Chu would ask him to see Ms. Qiao. He was surprised and nervous. He was not satisfied after changing several sets of clothes. Finally, I thought of visiting the dead and decided to wear plain color. Later, he was afraid that his clothes were too expensive and Joe Chu would not like it. He simply went to a nearby store and bought medium-priced clothes, gray T-shirts and light gray casual pants.

Looking around in front of the mirror, I felt that it would not be rude, so I hurried to Qiao Chu's address with joy. When I arrived, I saw Joe Chu standing there. The white skirt corner was blown slightly by the wind, just like a quiet picture.

Nalan Chen didn't know how long she had been here. She felt a little guilty and ran to her and said, "sorry, I'm late."

Joe Chu smiled vainly at him, "no, I'm early myself."

Nalan Chen and Qiao Chu stood side by side, looking at the gentle and shallow woman in front of the tombstone, suddenly filled with emotion. A moment later, when I was young, the scene of great changes at home roared in my mind for a long time.

It was this woman who made his father fall in love at first sight. She didn't even know his existence, but she almost changed his life.

Qiao Chu put the flowers in front of the tombstone and bent his legs and knelt down. Nalan Chen sighed and knelt down beside her. Then he lit the sandalwood he had brought and respectfully put a few columns of incense on the ground.

Looking at Nalan Chen's pious attitude, Qiao Chu was moved and said low, "thank you, brother."

Nalan Chen just wanted to say you're welcome. Suddenly, he was shocked, like an electric current across his body, and his blood almost boiled.

Joe just stared at me incredulously