Chu Qiao immediately closed her mouth, lowered her head, and spoke in a low voice for a long time.
"I, I don't know what mistake I made. Can you please forgive me this time because I have helped you?"
No matter what the charge was, Chu Qiao planned to let Chong Ximo help her bend the law for personal gain. She really didn't want to be entangled in any evil things again.
Seeing Chong Ximo standing there coldly and not answering her words, he probably couldn't tolerate her mercy.
Chu Qiao took a few steps, distanced herself from Chong Ximo, and looked at the room, hoping that Liu Zhang and Xu Jin could not find anything, so she gave up.
After a while, Liu Zhang strode out. He glanced at Chu Qiao, then leaned close to Chong Ximo's ear and said something. Chu Qiao listened hard with her ears raised, but Liu Zhang had already finished speaking, and she didn't say a word.
Didn't even hear it.
Chong Ximo's eyes narrowed and he walked towards the room. Chu Qiao really started to worry. Could it be that before moving in, there were things that shouldn't be put in Yayuan? If that was the case, it had nothing to do with him.
She took a few steps and followed Chong Ximo, forcing a smile on her face.
"Master Chong, if it is not mine, you cannot rely on me. You are a good person, a great person, and you will not wrongly accuse others casually."
Hearing Chu Qiao following her so flatteringly, Chong Ximo looked back at her, his expression not as serious as before.
Chu Qiao laughed immediately, as if flowers were blooming on her face.
"Is there nothing?"
"Stand here, don't follow me." Chong Ximo said indifferently, then turned around and strode in.
"Why, why, is this my room?"
Although she expressed her dissatisfaction and protest, Chu Qiao still obediently stopped and stood outside the door of the room, not daring to take a step inside.
Seeing Chong Ximo enter her bedroom, she bit her lip, feeling faintly and a little angry. This Chong Ximo had saved her many times and was supposed to be a good person. Why was he so domineering now? She really couldn't do anything.
Feeling grateful.
Soon, Chong Ximo came out, not to mention how ugly his face was. He threw the two books at Chu Qiao's feet with a snap.
"Tell me, where did this come from? And you said you don't know Wei Ying!"
"This, this..."
Chu Qiao leaned down and picked up the book on the ground. Isn't this the palace meal that the old imperial chef gave her? Why... Suddenly, Chu Qiao's eyes widened. Could it be that the old imperial chef's name is Wei Ying?
Chong Ximo's face was livid, and he looked coldly at Liu Zhang and Xu Jin.
"You two go out and watch the door. No one is allowed in without my order."
"Yes, sir."
Liu Zhang and Xu Jin turned around and went out, closing the door of the room before leaving. Only Chu Qiao and Chong Ximo were left in the room. Chu Qiao was holding the book and didn't know what to say.
"Let me ask you a question? Why are these two books here with you?" Chong Ximo took a step forward, almost stepping on Chu Qiao's foot, and his warm breath touched her forehead.
"I, I didn't know his name was Wei Ying." Chu Qiao nervously grabbed the book. Aren't it just two palace meals? Why did Chong Ximo get so angry? No matter what, she returned the book to the old chef and used it.
Do you deserve to be so angry?
"You woman! Me!"
Chong Ximo was very annoyed and actually raised his arms high.
Chu Qiao was so frightened that she covered her head with a book, fearing that Chong Ximo's palm would fall and knock her out even if she didn't kill her. She was so anxious that she was sweating and she defended loudly: "I'm just here for you."
The big guy went to take care of his uncle and didn't do much. And I didn't know his name. He was crazy. He gave me these two books and I read them... They were just books about royal cuisine. What's wrong with that?"
"No wonder your cooking skills are so good."
Chong Ximo snatched the two books from Chu Qiao's hand, gritted his teeth, and wanted to say something but stopped. He turned and left Chu Qiao, walked to the stove, and actually read the book page by page.
They tore it off and burned it in the furnace.
Seeing the high and swaying flames, Chu Qiao ran over sadly.
"Why did you burn the book? This is a rare good book for the royal family. It would be a pity to burn it!" Chu Qiao reached out to grab it. Chong Ximo ducked his arms and simply threw the two books into the stove together. The flames immediately started.
It rose up and floated out some gray ashes.
"Chong Ximo, you madman, do I owe you any money? Why did you destroy my things!"
Chu Qiao's eyes were red, and she reached out to grab it in the stove. The book in the stove was already burning at high temperature. If she grabbed it in like this, her hand would be destroyed.
Chong Ximo, with quick hands and quick eyes, grabbed her hand and pulled it up directly, his fierce eyes shining directly on Chu Qiao's face.
Chu Qiao kept backing away, but Chong Ximo pressed forward step by step, trapping Chu Qiao in the corner of the room. Chu Qiao had no way to retreat. She turned away her cheeks, her face was filled with anger and shyness, her crimson hair
hot.
"Chong Ximo, you went too far this time, let go, let me go, get out!" Chu Qiao felt that Chong Ximo's breath was on her face and neck. He seemed to be getting closer and surrounding her.
Her, stare at her.
Although she tried her best to avoid his gaze, he still twisted her chin with his fingers...
Chu Qiao saw a pair of hot and bloodshot eyes. There was forbearance and annoyance in his eyes.
"Chongxi..."
Before the ink word could be uttered, his lips quickly covered her, swallowing her open mouth firmly, and he unexpectedly kissed her like a surprise.
In an instant, Chu Qiao's mind went blank, there was no sound at all, and time stood still at this moment.
He actually kissed her?
When his lips moved arbitrarily, she believed that this was true. As his taste deepened, her whole body trembled into a ball. She felt that a fire shot directly from his lips into her body, and then she
The whole person was on fire.
Chong Ximo's hands pressed hard on Chu Qiao's hair, and his tongue went straight in, feverishly and domineeringly, as if he wanted to swallow her whole, with his usual strong, always domineering tone.
Chu Qiao's whole body was stunned, and she even forgot to wave her palms to express her anger at the kiss, but she didn't do that. She must have been frightened by this sudden change, so that when did he
I let her go and didn't even notice when I left her.
For a long time, she stood blankly by the wall, maintaining that posture, her arms hanging low, her expression dull, her lips red, swollen and painful, and his scent still lingered on them.
In the furnace, the book has burned out.
Touching her lips, Chu Qiao felt a mess in her heart.