Chatper 55 (1/2)
He Qiaoyan went upstairs with a glass of milk and a small dish of steamed red dates, and saw a certain woman covering herself from head to toe with a quilt.
He walked to the bed amusedly, "If you're going to be so suffocated to death, do I count it as murder?"
"Forget it." Qin Yiyue's vague voice came from under the quilt.
"Didn't you just look at your sanitary napkin? What a big deal, can you be more sunny?"
"Impossible!" Qin Yiyue's voice paused, and roared: "He Qiaoyan, how dare you laugh at me?!"
He Qiaoyan held back the arc of laughter overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "If you don't smile, don't laugh, come out quickly."
The quilt remained motionless.
"It's not me, Doctor Qin, at your mental age, can you really cure the disease?"
Qin Yiyue threw off the quilt abruptly, stared at He Qiaoyan angrily, wishing she could rush up and pinch his neck and shake him back and forth, it would be best if he lost his memory.
He Qiaoyan couldn't help reaching out and pinching her round cheeks, "Why do I feel like you are becoming more and more like a child?"
Qin Yiyue sat cross-legged on the bed, eating the steamed red dates in a small plate, and didn't want to talk to him.
"However, you look much cuter this way."
"Don't talk to me, I don't want to talk to you now."
"I'll just take care of you."
"You have such a thick skin, do your employees know?"
"What's the point of being thick-skinned to my wife?" He Qiaoyan said indifferently.
Qin Yiyue almost bit off her finger when she heard the words, she let out a cry, and quickly took it out.
Luckily there was no bleeding.
He Qiaoyan touched her hair speechlessly, and frowned, "Your hair is not dry, blow dry it before going to sleep."
"I was so stimulated tonight, I'm not in the mood."
"Does that mean I want to help you?"
"You want to do this, how dare I object." Qin Yiyue said with a smile.
He Qiaoyan turned around and went to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.
Seeing that he was serious, Qin Yiyue immediately faltered, and quickly said, "I'm just joking."
"You are so free."
"I'll blow it after I finish eating. While eating red dates, I get dandruff on the side. The picture is so beautiful, I can't bear it."
He Qiaoyan didn't say anything else, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
Qin Yiyue was eating the red dates, but her eyes were secretly looking in the direction of He Qiaoyan.
He Qiaoyan's words that she was becoming more and more like a child sounded in her heart.
She never felt childish about her.
Compared with her peers, she is relatively precocious, but her old MB is more like a child.
She once envied her mother and Xiao An's character, with that kind of innocence and playfulness that wouldn't make people bored.
Unexpectedly, one day someone will say that she looks like a child.
This feeling is really not ordinary.
After He Qiaoyan came out of the shower, Qin Yiyue cleaned up the steamed red dates and pure milk, then quickly dried her hair, and leaned against the bedside to read the case, lest the two of them stare at each other too awkwardly when He Qiaoyan came out.
He Qiaoyan came out after wiping her hair half dry.
Seeing that Qin Yiyue had finished eating the milk and red dates, she put away the cup and saucer and took them downstairs.
Qin Yiyue was immediately embarrassed.
She had forgotten about it.
He Qiaoyan came up within two minutes, and he took out the pillow and quilt from the closet.
After making the bed, lift the quilt to the bed.
Qin Yiyue kept watching his movements out of the corner of her eye, her mind was not on the book in her hand at all.
He Qiaoyan leaned against the bed and said, "Dad will be out in the past two days, so you can tell Mom not to worry."
Qin Yiyue turned to look at him, "Will this matter affect his future work?"
"All the evidence is invalid, so naturally it won't affect him."
Qin Yiyue breathed a sigh of relief, "Lord, thank you. I found out that marrying you is very profitable."
He Qiaoyan laughed, "There are more profitable ones, do you want to try?"