After Ying Qingcang said that, there was a moment of silence in the room. It was so quiet that it felt like a vacuum. Asha accidentally put the bath towel on her head, thinking that she couldn't see Xin Qing. She squeaked, which made Xin Qing come back to her senses.
"Then you sleep here. I'll sleep in the guest room." Xin Qing gritted her teeth and turned around, not looking at Ying Qingcang's naked upper body.
Ying Qingcang ignored her and took off his pants. Xin Qing rushed out with Asha in her arms. She ran to the guest room next door and didn't move for a long time. Then she found that Asha's clothes and other things were there, so she sneaked back. When she looked at the door, she found that Ying Qingcang didn't seem to be inside. The sound of water came from the bathroom. Xin Qing ran in excitedly, took the clothes, threw them into the baby bed, and then pushed the bed to the next room. After doing all this, she didn't forget to lock the door. She put a milk bottle in Asha's mouth and put it in the baby bed. Then she went to take a shower.
When Xin Qing opened the bathroom door with a bath towel wrapped around her, humming a song, she saw Ying Qingcang lying on the bed. The quilt only covered his lower abdomen. His strong muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of fluorescent light under the light. Looking at him, she wanted to reach out and touch him. When this thought flashed through Xin Qing's mind, she was furious.
"How did you get in?"
Ying Qingcang glanced at the door. Xin Qing followed his gaze and saw … a key.
"Where did you get the key?" Xin Qing went crazy. She didn't even know where the key to this house was.
"In the storage room downstairs. Why don't you know?" Ying Qingcang looked surprised. Unfortunately, his eyes said, "I knew you didn't know."
The next time he saw Childe Shen, he would strangle him to death. Xin Qing stared at Ying Qingcang and said angrily, "Okay, you sleep here. I'll go next door."
"Oh, let's go then!" Ying Qingcang was about to lift the quilt when Xin Qing rushed over and held the corner of the quilt tightly. "Don't move!"
He must be naked down there. How could she let him come out like this?
"Good! I won't move. "Ying Qingcang's eyes suddenly darkened as he stared straight at Xin Qing.
Xin Qing realized that he wasn't staring at her face, so she lowered her head in despair and screamed. She didn't have time to pick up the towel that had fallen at the bathroom door. Instead, she instinctively jumped into the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.
"Hahaha..." A low and deep laughter came from beside her ear. Ying Qingcang's voice was like a devil's forbidden spell. "So, you can't wait to have sex with me!"
Xin Qing couldn't even cry now. She tried her best to lean against the side of the bed, away from him. She only poked her head out and said, "Can we not do this?"
"Do what?" Ying Qingcang asked even though he already knew the answer.
Xin Qing gritted her teeth and said, "We have broken up. Please respect me and yourself."
"If I didn't respect you, do you think you would still be lying under the quilt?" Ying Qingcang said coldly, "Don't tell me you don't remember what I did when I didn't respect you!"
Thinking of the seven nights when they first got together, Xin Qing shivered and looked at him cautiously. "You can't do that. You promised me. It hasn't been two years yet."
"You think too much." Ying Qingcang turned over and got out of bed. Xin Qing was so scared that she was about to close her eyes, but found that he was wearing pajama pants. Ying Qingcang glanced at her. "I just came to see if Asha is asleep. You can rest assured that I am not interested in you now." After saying that, Ying Qingcang closed the door and left.
Xin Qing let go of her mouth and her body slowly relaxed. Then she felt something salty on her lips. She reached out and touched it, only to find that it was tears. She sniffed and took Asha, who had fallen asleep at some point, from the crib and carefully held her in her arms.
"Asha..." She poked the little girl's chubby face. "If you can forget all your memories, you won't be so sad. He has a fiancée now. He doesn't need me anymore!" Xin Qing buried herself in the quilt and whimpered in a muffled voice, "That's good. That's good..."
Outside the door, Ying Qingcang clenched his fists tightly. His deep eyes looked at the floor in pain. Then he raised his head, took a deep breath, and slowly returned to the room next door.
She thought that Asha would not be able to sleep well in a new place. Unexpectedly, the little girl only woke up once in the middle of the night. Xin Qing fed her milk, and then she fell asleep again with the milk bottle in her mouth. In the morning, Xin Qing looked at the little girl, who was sleeping soundly with bubbles in her mouth, with swollen eyes. She thought that children were the best. They were the happiest when they did not know anything!
Xin Qing washed her face and looked at her swollen eyes in the mirror. She could not help but despise herself. What was wrong with her? Was it necessary? Then she patted her face and went downstairs. The moment she entered the living room, she saw Ying Qingcang opening the door and coming in with a few paper bags in his hands. Seeing that he was still as handsome as ever, Xin Qing felt that it was unfair. Why was it that she did not sleep well last night, but he was completely fine? Thinking of this, her attitude became bad.
"Let's eat breakfast!" Ying Qingcang put the soup dumplings, fried dough sticks, and chicken porridge in the bags. Xin Qing knew these Chinese dishes. They were at least five streets away.
"I'm not hungry," she said, covering her stomach.
Ying Qingcang glanced at her. His eyes darkened, and he turned to go upstairs. Xin Qing stared at his back with a pang in her heart. She wondered if her tone just now was really bad. Then she hit her head again.
What was she thinking? She was not wrong! She turned around and saw a table full of steaming food. She looked sideways at the stairs, quickly picked up a soup dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Ah!" She covered her mouth and jumped on the spot, gasping. "It's so hot! It's so hot! "
"Idiot, don't you know there's soup in the soup dumplings?" Xin Qing looked up with red eyes and covered her mouth. She saw Ying Qingcang standing at the bottom of the stairs with Asha in his arms. Asha saw her and giggled.
Ying Qingcang put Asha on the children's dining chair. Then he took out a piece of ice from the fridge and walked to Xin Qing. "Open your mouth." He said in a bad manner. "Let me see if you're scalded."
"Oh …" Xin Qing opened her mouth and moaned. Ying Qingcang frowned. "You're scalded. Let's see how you eat." Then he carefully put the ice into Xin Qing's mouth and glared at her. "Don't move."
Xin Qing sat down in pain. Asha saw her pouting mouth and thought that there was something delicious inside. She reached out her chubby little paw and patted her face.
"Don't touch her. Her mouth is full of dog shit." Ying Qingcang pushed the porridge to Xin Qing and patted Asha's head.
Xin Qing rolled her eyes as if she could understand. Then she looked at the porridge on the table and said, "I can't drink it. My mouth hurts."
"Who told you to drink it?" Ying Qingcang put on a small bib for Asha. "Feed her."
Xin Qing glared at him viciously. Then, she picked up the bowl and began feeding Ah Sha. She felt that every time she was in front of Ying Qingcang, her IQ would be in the negative. There must be something wrong between them. Otherwise, why would she only embarrass herself in front of him?
As if he knew what she was thinking, Ying Qingcang slowly drank the soy milk and said, "The people you usually meet have the same IQ as you, so you think you're smart."
What he meant was that because she was with a group of idiots, she didn't seem so stupid.
"You …" Xin Qing was about to refute, but Ying Qingcang interrupted her.
"You'd better stop talking and let your mouth heal. Tomorrow is Asha's birthday. I made a reservation at a Michelin restaurant. Don't tell me you don't want to eat anything on that day!"
Ying Qingcang successfully blocked Xin Qing's mouth. After feeding Asha, Xin Qing went online to search for a good way to heal the wound quickly. After checking several kinds of medicine, she found that she didn't have any at home. So she was about to take Asha out to buy medicine and take a walk. However, she saw Ying Qingcang come back with two boxes of medicine in his hand.
"Take it." He handed it to her and went to the kitchen to get some water.
Xin Qing opened the box of medicine and took the cup. She didn't forget to ask, "Is the medicine effective? Don't take it. It's useless. "
"Does it not hurt?" Ying Qingcang asked with narrowed eyes when he saw her talking so much.
Xin Qing quickly shook her head and took the medicine. Then she could only stay at home for the rest of the day. Ying Qingcang said that the air outside was not good and it would get infected. Xin Qing scolded him in her heart. Do you think the air here is good? But she could only scold him in her heart and play with Asha obediently at home.
Maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine, when they were ready to go out for dinner the next night, the blisters in their mouths were much better. Although they still didn't go down, it didn't hurt as long as they didn't touch it. The Michelin restaurant required guests to wear suits and ties. Ladies must wear evening gowns. Therefore, Xin Qing had specially dressed up today. She was wearing a modified Chinese cheongsam, and her hair was tied up in a bun with a large peony flower at the back of her head. Paired with the light green cheongsam, she looked like a blooming noble peony, a heavenly beauty!
Ying Qingcang's gaze was strange since she came downstairs. He kept staring at her with a dark face. Xin Qing didn't know what was wrong with him, so she could only pretend that she didn't see it. When the three of them appeared in the restaurant, they caused quite a commotion. Needless to say, Ying Qingcang was wearing a black suit. His facial features were as handsome as those of a Greek god. He stood there like a shining object. Western men had always been interested in Chinese women. Now that they saw such an exquisite and beautiful Chinese doll, they all looked over. Not to mention that Ying Qingcang was holding a white dumpling in his arms!
The three of them followed the waiter to their seats. Ying Qingcang had already ordered their meal, and the waiter had already opened the bottle of red wine. He had even thoughtfully prepared a glass of freshly squeezed juice for Little Ah Sha. Xin Qing saw that Ying Qingcang still didn't look very good, so she tried to find something to talk about.
"What did you order?"
Ying Qingcang looked at her and slowly spat out a few words. "Your lips are scalded. You can't eat anything I order."
Xin Qing was considering whether to throw the handbag at him. Then she saw Mayr at another table not far away. He was looking at her in surprise. There were two women beside him. One of them was Ellie.
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