Chapter 9
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When she returned to the Ying Mansion, Ying Qingcang had already returned. Xin Qing stood at the door of his room, hesitating whether she should knock on the door and go in to thank him. Just as she was hesitating, the door suddenly opened. Ying Qingcang had just finished showering and was standing at the door with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Thank... thank you for burying my mother!" Xin Qing closed her eyes and was about to run away when a strong force pulled her in from behind. She was thrown onto the bed by Ying Qingcang before she could stand firm.
"That saved me the trouble of going over. Let's start." His tone was still cold. Xin Qing bit her lips and said, "I haven't showered yet."
Ying Qingcang said impatiently, "You showered when you came back yesterday, right? Anyway, I've already touched you, so I don't mind being dirty. Otherwise, how could you enter my room?"
"Haha, should I thank you for putting up with me?" Xin Qing sneered in her heart. She was touched when she learned that Ying Qingcang had buried her mother in the afternoon.
She was very glad that she was not wearing a dress today. She lay down quietly and clenched her fists tightly, waiting for the pain to come through her body.
Ying Qingcang saw Xin Qing's pale and vulnerable face and felt inexplicably irritated. It was something that would make people blush and their hearts beat faster, but the room was silent. There was no sound of a man's voice or a woman's sigh.
Ying Qingcang did not enjoy himself. He always finished as quickly as possible and walked to the bathroom, leaving behind a sentence.
"Go back to your room."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xin Qing slowly got out of bed and left the room with trembling legs. Xin Qing filled the bathtub with hot water and buried herself in it. Her tears turned into water...
On the top floor of the Ying clan building, Ying Qingcang frowned as he looked at the information on Xin Qing in his hand in a luxurious office. The girl in the photo had big eyes that were as clear as crystal, and her small lips were slightly upturned. She was smiling. There was also a note below. The flower of D University's Design Department. Known as the "Jade Beauty" due to her skin being as smooth and bright as snow, she has an impressive talent for jewelry design.
"Smooth skin …" Ying Qingcang murmured. He recalled the past few nights when Xin Qing was under his body. Why didn't he feel anything?
"You're just doing your job. You didn't touch anyone at all!" A joking voice came, and the man sitting opposite him looked at him gloatingly.
This man was wearing an extravagant close-fitting top, and he deliberately pulled open two buttons to reveal his sexy neck. His pair of peach blossom eyes were more flirtatious than a woman's, and his thin lips were grinning.
"You think I'm you? Like a stallion that can't live without a woman? "Ying Qingcang despised his good friend.
Childe Shen poured himself a glass of red wine, pointed at Xin Qing's photo on the table and said, "This girl is perfect no matter how you look at it. You should treat her well. Anyway, according to the teachings of your ancestors, you have to be with her for the rest of your life. What's wrong with making yourself more comfortable?"
Ying Qingcang didn't say anything. He just frowned and stared at the smiling face in the information for a long time...
At night, Xin Qing stayed in her room. Her lower abdomen was swollen and painful. She counted the days and realized that her period would come in the next few days. She hoped that she could at least get through the last few nights before her period came. Hearing the sound of the car horn downstairs, she lay on the bed in her pajamas so that Ying Qingcang could cover her face with the dress later. It was better for everyone if they couldn't see.
For two consecutive days, Ying Qingcang still didn't touch her body. Xin Qing felt that since he didn't let her have an easy time, then she wouldn't let him have an easy time either. So every time at the critical moment, she would take off the dress covering her face and make a face at Ying Qingcang. She would even shout, "Cockroach!" and then laugh as she watched Ying Qingcang leave with a dark face, until tears blurred her eyes...
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