1050. It was you who took the initiative to find me 1
Fu Qiongying was so speechless by his words that she didn't know how to answer.
Immediately, I could only rely on my instinct and fire back: "Do you want me to walk out of here like this?"
Chang Che gave her a casual look, which made Qiongying grind her teeth in anger and couldn't help but accuse him of his crime: "Who tore off my clothes!!!"
"If you want me to help you, you can..." Halfway through his words, he walked to the left side of the bath, opened a drawer, took out a brand new navy blue bathrobe, and walked slowly towards her.
His gaze dropped condescendingly, and his voice contained a hint of evil as he continued: "Please!"
Fu Qiongying closed her eyes: "I won't wear your clothes!"
"Then don't wear anything."
Chang Che said something lightly, put the bathrobe on the edge of the bathtub, ignored her gritted teeth, turned around and walked out slowly.
Fu Qiongying gritted her teeth. After seeing him walk out, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hit the water with her palm in hatred.
After two years of not seeing each other, she actually put herself in such a passive situation.
Who wants to wear his bathrobe?
I'll beat her to death and she won't even wear it!
No matter how many times she had worn his bathrobe before, it was all in the past. Now that time has passed, those past are just a slapped dream that has long since been shattered into powder.
Qiong Ying finally came out still wrapped in sheets, with the long sheet wrapped around her abrupt figure. Qiong Ying herself didn't realize that she looked like an exquisite mermaid.
Chang Che sat on a black leather sofa, glanced at her briefly, then withdrew his gaze and watched the home theater leisurely.
This living room of nearly 150 square meters does not have too many cumbersome furnishings.
The simple meals were placed on a long table, and the faint aroma of the vegetables came to her nostrils. When Qiong Ying saw that there was something to eat, she walked over without waiting for the host's invitation, sat down and ate.
The living room was surprisingly quiet.
Qiong Ying only focused on filling her stomach. When someone came to her side, the peaceful atmosphere was broken. Qiong Ying and Chang Che said in unison:
"Where did you send my classmates?"
"What's with the tattoo on your back?"
Chang Che squinted his eyes, peeled back her wet hair, and lightly touched the skin of her back with his fingers, where there was a tattoo that looked amazing.
It was indeed beautiful, but all he could think about was, would it hurt her when the tattoo was applied?
It was a beautiful tattoo with "I hate you" in ten languages, and there was also a line of small characters he didn't recognize tattooed in the middle.
Chang Che squinted his eyes. She turned sideways when she was sleeping. He only glanced at it briefly and did not take a closer look. Only when he took a closer look did he find the small words on the tattoo.
His cold fingertips traced the line of small words, paused, and lingered, and he could feel the cute trembling reaction on her tight back: "What do these words mean?"
"Do not touch me!"
Qiong Ying knocked down his hand in disgust, but instead of knocking off his hand, he grabbed her wrist, and a hint of gloom flashed in Chang Che's lowered eyes.
"If you don't say anything, I will have your tattoos washed clean tomorrow."
"What right do you have to do this?" Fu Qiongying sneered, shook his hand away hard, pushed the bowl and spoon in her hand, and ate without appetite.