Chapter 10: 10
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"En!" Zhou Xuanqing kept his emotions in check and nodded stiffly. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, he immediately said, "You should be hungry. I've stewed some porridge and served it to you."
He Qingyu lowered his eyes and nodded, not saying another word.
He Qingyu quickly finished a bowl of porridge. Other than her pale face, she looked as if nothing had happened.
The man in the jacket, who had left on the night, had delivered a large pile of documents early in the morning. Zhou Xuanqing did not dare to hide anything from him. He even brought his laptop along with him.
He Qingyu drank the porridge and then began to work. During this time, he could be in pain from the shoulder wound and constantly frowned.
Zhou Xuanqing was unable to do so as if nothing had happened. After all, he had studied at the MBA, and he had come across some paperwork in the Zhou Group before. As long as he gave them some pointers, he should be able to help. So he went up to her and gathered up his courage and said, "If you have a wound on your shoulder, you should lie down and rest. Why don't you let me look through these documents for you first, then you can simply flip through them? "
He didn't expect that the person who was busy signing and writing down his comments would raise his head and say simply, "Yes, alright."
After saying that, he pushed the laptop over. His meaning was clear.
Nervously, Zhou Xueqing bent down to clear up the mess. When he was done packing the scattered documents, he casually asked, "Is there no study room in the villa?"
Looking at the serious expression on the woman's face, He Qingyu pointed to the left and said, "The study room is next door."
Zhou Xuan Qing nodded his head before heading out with the documents in his hands. She didn't know if these papers were to be handled in a hurry, but in any case she would do her best to help as far as she could.
He spent the entire afternoon busy with this task.
Zhou Xuanqing had no idea how much time had passed. After she had finished reading all the documents and roughly dealt with them, the sky outside had already turned dark.
Seeing the dark sky outside, Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly stood up from his desk. He exclaimed in his heart, "Damn, we haven't even prepared dinner for him."
He hurriedly carried the documents and laptop out of the study, pushed open the bedroom door and went in.
The bed in the bedroom was half open and empty.
Where did he go?
she asked in her mind, turning and carrying her things down the stairs. Just as he reached the stairs, he smelled the rich fragrance of rice.
He put down the things in his arms and followed the light towards the kitchen. The light in the kitchen was very bright, and the utensils in the kitchen were very neat and tidy. He Qingyu was turning the spatula in his hand as if cooking something. His movements did not lose their cool even though he was skilled at it.
Looking at it from the outside, the white light of the lamp made his tall body look longer and longer.
The scene before him was a warm and captivating one, and Zhou Xueqing couldn't help but stare in a daze. Although they had been in love for a while in the United States, she had never seen Simon cook at such a close distance.
He was obviously a young master from a rich family, and he usually had to manage the family business. To be honest, she was somewhat surprised at the moment.
This surprise was multiplied by several times after he had tasted He Qingyu's culinary arts.
On the other hand, He Qingyu, who had been injured on the shoulder, acted as if nothing had happened. After finishing his meal, he lowered his head to look at the results of Zhou Xuan Qing's afternoon of hard work.
Looking at the man's serious expression, Zhou Xuanqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Does he really not feel any pain?"
With such a serious gunshot wound, most people would have long since been unable to bear it and would have to go to the hospital to lie down and moan incessantly. However, this young master that lived like a prince was able to endure it and didn't even make a sound.
For the first time, Zhou Xuanqing realized that He Qingyu was just like the male lead in the TV series. He was full of charisma, causing others to be unable to stop their hearts from rippling when they saw him.
Upon seeing it, he was stunned.
The man questioned, "Did you discover that I am more handsome than the men outside?"
I know where you are.
"Ugh …"
Zhou Xuanqing retracted his gaze and did not answer, lowering his head once more to eat his meal.
The man didn't plan on letting it go. "Since you think I'm more handsome, then don't set your sights on others."
It was really smelly, I didn't realize it before.
Zhou Xueqing had underestimated the old man, and so he pretended not to hear the old man.
Soon, it was time to rest for the night again.
This caused Zhou Xuanqing to start feeling troubled. She still clearly remembered the embarrassing events from the night before. At that time, He Qingyu's face was filled with anger as he left. After that, he did not return to his room, and it was unknown just how angry he was.
Now, although he was injured, she would still feel embarrassed and embarrassed if they were in the same bed together.
What should he do?
Holding the nozzle, Zhou Xueqing was constantly showering his body as he tried to come up with a plan. In the end, he realized that there was nothing he could do at all.
In name, she was He Qingyu's mistress. As his mistress, she should be sleeping together with him.
After exiting the bathroom, Zhou Xuanqing, who had been worrying over how the two of them had ended up peacefully lying on the bed, discovered that he still had more to worry about.
Due to the shoulder injury, He Qingyu unexpectedly opened his mouth to ask for her help to rub his back.
It meant letting her help him bathe.
Heavens, how could this be possible?
However, even if she was extremely unwilling, she still had to follow her orders.
Not long after, something extremely awkward and ambiguous happened in the bathroom.
"The buttons are a bit tight, come here and help me undo it."
What? Zhou Xuan Qing couldn't help but think that he had misheard. Biting his lower lip, he stopped moving, his clear eyes wide open.
It was one thing to have her help with the shower, but he actually needed her to help him take off his clothes.
The marble wall of the bathroom reflected clearly the way the woman in the back bit her lower lip and frowned. He Qingyu did not speak. Instead, he straightened his back and waited quietly.
After a long while, Zhou Xuanqing had no choice but to put down his pride and walk over. Lowering his head, he reached out his hand to unbuckle He Qingyu's clothes. Due to his awkwardness and nervousness, he couldn't undo it for a long time. He had no choice but to raise his head and hold his breath …
He Qingyu lowered his head to look at the pitch-black top of his hair. The corners of his mouth curled up as he patiently waited.
By the time he had finally taken off his clothes, Zhou Xuan Qing's face was completely red. Even his ears were starting to turn red. Fortunately, her mind was still clear. After taking off her clothes, she immediately retreated to the side to prevent herself from being asked to take off her pants.
Fortunately, He Qingyu did not deliberately make things difficult for him. He bent down and used his free hand to unbuckle his pants. His movements were smooth and natural.
The bathroom was not small, but Zhou Xuan Qing wished it could be bigger. She found it hard to breathe, and she felt so stifled inside that she wanted to turn around and run out.
Please, although she promised to be a mistress, she didn't want to see a man bathe.
However, He Qingyu acted as if he did not realize it. He turned his body slightly and handed a towel over, his meaning was obvious.
Feeling extremely helpless, she gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "It's alright. Zhou Xuanqing, just treat it as if you're blind."
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"En!" Zhou Xuanqing kept his emotions in check and nodded stiffly. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, he immediately said, "You should be hungry. I've stewed some porridge and served it to you."
He Qingyu lowered his eyes and nodded, not saying another word.
He Qingyu quickly finished a bowl of porridge. Other than her pale face, she looked as if nothing had happened.
The man in the jacket, who had left on the night, had delivered a large pile of documents early in the morning. Zhou Xuanqing did not dare to hide anything from him. He even brought his laptop along with him.
He Qingyu drank the porridge and then began to work. During this time, he could be in pain from the shoulder wound and constantly frowned.
Zhou Xuanqing was unable to do so as if nothing had happened. After all, he had studied at the MBA, and he had come across some paperwork in the Zhou Group before. As long as he gave them some pointers, he should be able to help. So he went up to her and gathered up his courage and said, "If you have a wound on your shoulder, you should lie down and rest. Why don't you let me look through these documents for you first, then you can simply flip through them? "
He didn't expect that the person who was busy signing and writing down his comments would raise his head and say simply, "Yes, alright."
After saying that, he pushed the laptop over. His meaning was clear.
Nervously, Zhou Xueqing bent down to clear up the mess. When he was done packing the scattered documents, he casually asked, "Is there no study room in the villa?"
Looking at the serious expression on the woman's face, He Qingyu pointed to the left and said, "The study room is next door."
Zhou Xuan Qing nodded his head before heading out with the documents in his hands. She didn't know if these papers were to be handled in a hurry, but in any case she would do her best to help as far as she could.
He spent the entire afternoon busy with this task.
Zhou Xuanqing had no idea how much time had passed. After she had finished reading all the documents and roughly dealt with them, the sky outside had already turned dark.
Seeing the dark sky outside, Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly stood up from his desk. He exclaimed in his heart, "Damn, we haven't even prepared dinner for him."
He hurriedly carried the documents and laptop out of the study, pushed open the bedroom door and went in.
The bed in the bedroom was half open and empty.
Where did he go?
she asked in her mind, turning and carrying her things down the stairs. Just as he reached the stairs, he smelled the rich fragrance of rice.
He put down the things in his arms and followed the light towards the kitchen. The light in the kitchen was very bright, and the utensils in the kitchen were very neat and tidy. He Qingyu was turning the spatula in his hand as if cooking something. His movements did not lose their cool even though he was skilled at it.
Looking at it from the outside, the white light of the lamp made his tall body look longer and longer.
The scene before him was a warm and captivating one, and Zhou Xueqing couldn't help but stare in a daze. Although they had been in love for a while in the United States, she had never seen Simon cook at such a close distance.
He was obviously a young master from a rich family, and he usually had to manage the family business. To be honest, she was somewhat surprised at the moment.
This surprise was multiplied by several times after he had tasted He Qingyu's culinary arts.
On the other hand, He Qingyu, who had been injured on the shoulder, acted as if nothing had happened. After finishing his meal, he lowered his head to look at the results of Zhou Xuan Qing's afternoon of hard work.
Looking at the man's serious expression, Zhou Xuanqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Does he really not feel any pain?"
With such a serious gunshot wound, most people would have long since been unable to bear it and would have to go to the hospital to lie down and moan incessantly. However, this young master that lived like a prince was able to endure it and didn't even make a sound.
For the first time, Zhou Xuanqing realized that He Qingyu was just like the male lead in the TV series. He was full of charisma, causing others to be unable to stop their hearts from rippling when they saw him.
Upon seeing it, he was stunned.
The man questioned, "Did you discover that I am more handsome than the men outside?"
I know where you are.
"Ugh …"
Zhou Xuanqing retracted his gaze and did not answer, lowering his head once more to eat his meal.
The man didn't plan on letting it go. "Since you think I'm more handsome, then don't set your sights on others."
It was really smelly, I didn't realize it before.
Zhou Xueqing had underestimated the old man, and so he pretended not to hear the old man.
Soon, it was time to rest for the night again.
This caused Zhou Xuanqing to start feeling troubled. She still clearly remembered the embarrassing events from the night before. At that time, He Qingyu's face was filled with anger as he left. After that, he did not return to his room, and it was unknown just how angry he was.
Now, although he was injured, she would still feel embarrassed and embarrassed if they were in the same bed together.
What should he do?
Holding the nozzle, Zhou Xueqing was constantly showering his body as he tried to come up with a plan. In the end, he realized that there was nothing he could do at all.
In name, she was He Qingyu's mistress. As his mistress, she should be sleeping together with him.
After exiting the bathroom, Zhou Xuanqing, who had been worrying over how the two of them had ended up peacefully lying on the bed, discovered that he still had more to worry about.
Due to the shoulder injury, He Qingyu unexpectedly opened his mouth to ask for her help to rub his back.
It meant letting her help him bathe.
Heavens, how could this be possible?
However, even if she was extremely unwilling, she still had to follow her orders.
Not long after, something extremely awkward and ambiguous happened in the bathroom.
"The buttons are a bit tight, come here and help me undo it."
What? Zhou Xuan Qing couldn't help but think that he had misheard. Biting his lower lip, he stopped moving, his clear eyes wide open.
It was one thing to have her help with the shower, but he actually needed her to help him take off his clothes.
The marble wall of the bathroom reflected clearly the way the woman in the back bit her lower lip and frowned. He Qingyu did not speak. Instead, he straightened his back and waited quietly.
After a long while, Zhou Xuanqing had no choice but to put down his pride and walk over. Lowering his head, he reached out his hand to unbuckle He Qingyu's clothes. Due to his awkwardness and nervousness, he couldn't undo it for a long time. He had no choice but to raise his head and hold his breath …
He Qingyu lowered his head to look at the pitch-black top of his hair. The corners of his mouth curled up as he patiently waited.
By the time he had finally taken off his clothes, Zhou Xuan Qing's face was completely red. Even his ears were starting to turn red. Fortunately, her mind was still clear. After taking off her clothes, she immediately retreated to the side to prevent herself from being asked to take off her pants.
Fortunately, He Qingyu did not deliberately make things difficult for him. He bent down and used his free hand to unbuckle his pants. His movements were smooth and natural.
The bathroom was not small, but Zhou Xuan Qing wished it could be bigger. She found it hard to breathe, and she felt so stifled inside that she wanted to turn around and run out.
Please, although she promised to be a mistress, she didn't want to see a man bathe.
However, He Qingyu acted as if he did not realize it. He turned his body slightly and handed a towel over, his meaning was obvious.
Feeling extremely helpless, she gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "It's alright. Zhou Xuanqing, just treat it as if you're blind."
"En!" Zhou Xuanqing kept his emotions in check and nodded stiffly. Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, he immediately said, "You should be hungry. I've stewed some porridge and served it to you."He Qingyu lowered his eyes and nodded, not saying another word.He Qingyu quickly finished a bowl of porridge. Other than her pale face, she looked as if nothing had happened.The man in the jacket, who had left on the night, had delivered a large pile of documents early in the morning. Zhou Xuanqing did not dare to hide anything from him. He even brought his laptop along with him.He Qingyu drank the porridge and then began to work. During this time, he could be in pain from the shoulder wound and constantly frowned.Zhou Xuanqing was unable to do so as if nothing had happened. After all, he had studied at the MBA, and he had come across some paperwork in the Zhou Group before. As long as he gave them some pointers, he should be able to help. So he went up to her and gathered up his courage and said, "If you have a wound on your shoulder, you should lie down and rest. Why don't you let me look through these documents for you first, then you can simply flip through them? "He didn't expect that the person who was busy signing and writing down his comments would raise his head and say simply, "Yes, alright."After saying that, he pushed the laptop over. His meaning was clear.Nervously, Zhou Xueqing bent down to clear up the mess. When he was done packing the scattered documents, he casually asked, "Is there no study room in the villa?"Looking at the serious expression on the woman's face, He Qingyu pointed to the left and said, "The study room is next door."Zhou Xuan Qing nodded his head before heading out with the documents in his hands. She didn't know if these papers were to be handled in a hurry, but in any case she would do her best to help as far as she could.He spent the entire afternoon busy with this task.Zhou Xuanqing had no idea how much time had passed. After she had finished reading all the documents and roughly dealt with them, the sky outside had already turned dark.Seeing the dark sky outside, Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly stood up from his desk. He exclaimed in his heart, "Damn, we haven't even prepared dinner for him."He hurriedly carried the documents and laptop out of the study, pushed open the bedroom door and went in.The bed in the bedroom was half open and empty.Where did he go?she asked in her mind, turning and carrying her things down the stairs. Just as he reached the stairs, he smelled the rich fragrance of rice.He put down the things in his arms and followed the light towards the kitchen. The light in the kitchen was very bright, and the utensils in the kitchen were very neat and tidy. He Qingyu was turning the spatula in his hand as if cooking something. His movements did not lose their cool even though he was skilled at it.Looking at it from the outside, the white light of the lamp made his tall body look longer and longer.The scene before him was a warm and captivating one, and Zhou Xueqing couldn't help but stare in a daze. Although they had been in love for a while in the United States, she had never seen Simon cook at such a close distance.He was obviously a young master from a rich family, and he usually had to manage the family business. To be honest, she was somewhat surprised at the moment.This surprise was multiplied by several times after he had tasted He Qingyu's culinary arts.On the other hand, He Qingyu, who had been injured on the shoulder, acted as if nothing had happened. After finishing his meal, he lowered his head to look at the results of Zhou Xuan Qing's afternoon of hard work.Looking at the man's serious expression, Zhou Xuanqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Does he really not feel any pain?"With such a serious gunshot wound, most people would have long since been unable to bear it and would have to go to the hospital to lie down and moan incessantly. However, this young master that lived like a prince was able to endure it and didn't even make a sound.For the first time, Zhou Xuanqing realized that He Qingyu was just like the male lead in the TV series. He was full of charisma, causing others to be unable to stop their hearts from rippling when they saw him.Upon seeing it, he was stunned.The man questioned, "Did you discover that I am more handsome than the men outside?"I know where you are."Ugh "Zhou Xuanqing retracted his gaze and did not answer, lowering his head once more to eat his meal.The man didn't plan on letting it go. "Since you think I'm more handsome, then don't set your sights on others."It was really smelly, I didn't realize it before.Zhou Xueqing had underestimated the old man, and so he pretended not to hear the old man.Soon, it was time to rest for the night again.This caused Zhou Xuanqing to start feeling troubled. She still clearly remembered the embarrassing events from the night before. At that time, He Qingyu's face was filled with anger as he left. After that, he did not return to his room, and it was unknown just how angry he was.Now, although he was injured, she would still feel embarrassed and embarrassed if they were in the same bed together.What should he do?Holding the nozzle, Zhou Xueqing was constantly showering his body as he tried to come up with a plan. In the end, he realized that there was nothing he could do at all.In name, she was He Qingyu's mistress. As his mistress, she should be sleeping together with him.After exiting the bathroom, Zhou Xuanqing, who had been worrying over how the two of them had ended up peacefully lying on the bed, discovered that he still had more to worry about.Due to the shoulder injury, He Qingyu unexpectedly opened his mouth to ask for her help to rub his back.It meant letting her help him bathe.Heavens, how could this be possible?However, even if she was extremely unwilling, she still had to follow her orders.Not long after, something extremely awkward and ambiguous happened in the bathroom."The buttons are a bit tight, come here and help me undo it."What? Zhou Xuan Qing couldn't help but think that he had misheard. Biting his lower lip, he stopped moving, his clear eyes wide open.It was one thing to have her help with the shower, but he actually needed her to help him take off his clothes.The marble wall of the bathroom reflected clearly the way the woman in the back bit her lower lip and frowned. He Qingyu did not speak. Instead, he straightened his back and waited quietly.After a long while, Zhou Xuanqing had no choice but to put down his pride and walk over. Lowering his head, he reached out his hand to unbuckle He Qingyu's clothes. Due to his awkwardness and nervousness, he couldn't undo it for a long time. He had no choice but to raise his head and hold his breath He Qingyu lowered his head to look at the pitch-black top of his hair. The corners of his mouth curled up as he patiently waited.By the time he had finally taken off his clothes, Zhou Xuan Qing's face was completely red. Even his ears were starting to turn red. Fortunately, her mind was still clear. After taking off her clothes, she immediately retreated to the side to prevent herself from being asked to take off her pants.Fortunately, He Qingyu did not deliberately make things difficult for him. He bent down and used his free hand to unbuckle his pants. His movements were smooth and natural.The bathroom was not small, but Zhou Xuan Qing wished it could be bigger. She found it hard to breathe, and she felt so stifled inside that she wanted to turn around and run out.Please, although she promised to be a mistress, she didn't want to see a man bathe.However, He Qingyu acted as if he did not realize it. He turned his body slightly and handed a towel over, his meaning was obvious.Feeling extremely helpless, she gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "It's alright. Zhou Xuanqing, just treat it as if you're blind."
