"Yes, I'm not qualified!" Xia Tong was also annoyed, raised his head and looked at him: "I'm so bored that I'm going crazy, so I'm here to listen to a drunkard like you talking a lot of nonsense! Dear Master Mu, please
Can you let go and let me, an unqualified servant, go?"
He suddenly looked at her again and laughed, holding her face, and kissed her: "Manru, you are angry, don't be angry... Manru, I will never make you angry again... Let's be fine
…….”
Xia Tong was almost dumbfounded by him. She wanted to push him away, but couldn't. She simply let him place small kisses on her cheeks, neck, and shoulders... like a gentle breeze and drizzle.
Like, fine and long...
After kissing for a long time, he stopped, but made no next move. Instead, he gently hugged her and embraced her.
Xia Tong was a little surprised.
"you--."
He made a 'shush' gesture: "Don't talk."
Xia Tong shut up.
"Manru, you once told me that you don't like the feeling of having sex. You think the process is long and painful."
"……."
"You also said that you only like me to hold you like this, because it will make you feel safe and loved by the whole world."
Xia Tong closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling. For some reason, she suddenly envied the dead girl. At least she had been loved so deeply.
"Manru", he said again: "I am willing not to touch you for the rest of my life, but to hold you warmly like this, as long as you can be by my side, okay?"
After getting no response for a long time, the man asked again patiently: "Are you okay?"
Xia Tong was dumb for a long time, and then he replied: "Okay."
*** ***
When he woke up the next day, the man beside the bed who had talked about a one-night stand had long since disappeared. Xia Tong rubbed his head, feeling terribly sleepy.
But this was the Qin family after all, and she couldn't afford to disturb her any more. So she got up and put on the clothes Xiao Yue brought.
The light honey-colored floral dress and brown belt perfectly showed off Xia Tong's slender figure, making her look pleasant and gentle. Xia Tong looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.
"Did you prepare these clothes for me?" Xia Tong asked.
"No, the eldest young master picked this for you, Miss Xia——."
It's Qin Mujie again, Xia Tong frowns. In fact, Qin Muzhen seems to be more suitable to be a fashion connoisseur than to be a businessman, because every time the clothes he chooses, they fit her perfectly.
It seems like it is the way it should be.
"Then where is he now?" Xia Tong asked.
"Go back to Miss Xia. The young master returned to the company before dawn in the morning. Before leaving, he told the driver to wait at the door. Wherever Miss Xia wants to go, just say hello."
"Yes." Xia Tong nodded. He hurried to the company so early. Did something happen?
She put on her shoes and walked downstairs with some suspicion. She immediately saw Qin Hansheng sitting on the long table in the center of the living room, eating breakfast.