After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

"Yeah, let's go." Qiao Xing nodded subconsciously. She didn't react until she finished speaking. She looked at him with speechless eyes, "Why do you jump to topics so fast?"

Qin Ce looked at her resentfully, "You think I'm verbose, talk about something interesting."

"Not interested." Qiao Xing stood up and was about to go to the kitchen, but was suddenly pulled back by him. The world was spinning and she had fallen on the sofa.

Qiao Xing's expression changed slightly and she pushed him, "What are you doing...cooking!"

"We'll do it later."

His hands touched her waist dishonestly, and he became more and more skillful in taking off her clothes.

"You didn't take a shower, you..."

Before Qiao Xing could finish his words, his world started spinning again and he picked him up.

She exclaimed and hugged the man's neck, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to take a shower?" Qin Ce thought for a moment, then strode towards the bathroom with her in his arms, "We haven't washed together yet, let's give it a try."

"I can wash myself, please put me down!"

"I'll help you wash."

Qiao Xing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The hot air instantly turned her whole face red, and her voice became softer. "I, I'm not used to two people washing."

Qin Ce put her down, closed the bathroom door with his backhand, and turned off the light, leaving only a weak heating lamp.

"So you won't be shy?"

Qiao Xing's scalp was numb and she wanted to run away, but the man locked the door first.

He held her in his arms, leaned over slightly, kissed her lips, and whispered: "Wash together, okay?"

The sexy and magnetic voice passed by her ears, with a bit of bewitching flavor. Qiao Xing's ears itched, and she turned her head away and did not dare to look into his eyes.

The atmosphere had reached this point, and Qiao Xing didn't want to be too disappointed, so he bit the bullet and nodded.

Only then did Qin Ce let her go with confidence and pulled her towards the shower room.

The bath he was talking about was not just a simple bath anyway, he was taking a bath with bad intentions.

After washing for almost two hours, the two of them studied some untried bathing methods. After washing, Qiao Xing didn't want to move a finger.

In the end, Qin Ce took her out of the bathroom, put her on the sofa, and brushed her wet hair, "Don't lie down, your hair is not dry."

Her hair only reached her shoulders, and it stuck to her face wetly, making her face even smaller.

Qiao Xing was wrapped in a bath towel, sitting weakly on the sofa, staring at the energetic man in front of her, "I'm hungry."

"Then I'll go cook first." He put the hair dryer next to him, "You can blow it yourself later."

Qiao Xing nodded, feeling sleepy and wanting to sleep.

Qin Ce went to the kitchen to cook and came out. She was already asleep on the sofa.

He sighed and walked over to wake Qiao Xing up and let her eat.

He didn't know whether it was because he was leaving, or because Aunt Qiao Xing took too long to come. After returning to the room after dinner, he dragged Qiao Xing and struggled for half the night.

As a result, Qiao Xing didn't get up until [-] noon the next day.

She picked up her phone and took a look. The alarm clock was turned off by the man again. It was almost twelve o'clock. She looked at the messages and saw that there was no important news. Then she covered herself with the quilt and took a nap.

Until he woke up from hunger in the afternoon, Qiao Xing had to drag his tired body out of bed and go to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

Qin Ce seemed to have calculated that she would not be able to get up at noon. There were prepared dishes in the refrigerator, sealed with plastic wrap.

The rice is also warm in the rice cooker. It is still hot even though the power is not unplugged.

Qin Ce expected that she would not be able to get up at noon, but he did not expect that she would get up so late.When he came back, Qiao Xing was sitting at the dining table having lunch?

"Did you just get up?" Qin Ce took off his coat and walked to the restaurant.

Qiao Xing was embarrassed when he saw him, neither eating nor not eating.

"How about we have dinner together?"

Qin Ce was silent for two seconds, then put his coat on the chair, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and came out to sit at the dining table.

He had dinner, and Qiao Xing had lunch and dinner.

It’s a great deal to eat two meals as one.

Halfway through the meal, Qin Ce suddenly said, "I'll go to the capital the day after tomorrow."

Qiao Xing made a move, and the food in her mouth suddenly became tasteless. She said, "I'll pack your things for you later."

"I won't be there for a few days, so there's no need to pack up."

"Do you have a change of clothes in the capital?"

"Just buy it."

Qiao Xing was stunned again, but what he said made sense, "That's right, you have money anyway."

These words sounded a bit gloomy, and he didn't really want to express that he was rich, but lamented the status gap between the two.

Qin Ce didn't eat either. He put down his chopsticks and looked at Qiao Xing seriously, "I'll be back soon."

Qiao Xing smiled at him, "I know, you've said it hundreds of times, just go and make it feel like life and death. I'm not a three-year-old, I can take care of myself."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the two got married, they haven't been separated much, and they are still so far apart.

After the two of them had eaten, Qiao Xing cleared the table and said, "Do you really don't want me to help you clear it?"

This time Qin Ce did not refuse, "Just bring two of them."

Qiao Xing found a small-sized suitcase. This was the one she used. It was pink. This was the only small-sized suitcase she found.

She showed it to Qin Ce and asked his opinion, "Is this okay?"

"Row."

Qiao Xing took the suitcase and went to his study, where most of his clothes were still placed.

Because the wardrobe in the bedroom is all Qiao Xing's, there is no room for his clothes.

Anyway, his clothes were similar, so Qiao Xing took two black suits and folded them for him.

But when she was folding a pair of trousers, something suddenly fell out at her feet.

Qiao Xing was stunned, then bent down to pick it up and saw that it was an ID card.

It's her ID card!

Qin Ce was right behind her. He felt bad when the identity came out, but unfortunately it was too late.

Qiao Xing turned around with the ID card and asked him, "Why is my identity in your pocket?"

"Didn't you say it was lost?"

Qin Ce actually wanted to quibble, but when he saw Qiao Xing's questioning eyes, he chose to admit his mistake honestly, "I'm sorry, you keep ignoring me, I can't think of any other way."

"So you just hide my ID card?"

Qin Ce pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"You..." Qiao Xing suddenly couldn't breathe up or down. She suppressed the emotions in her heart, "Didn't you say you wouldn't lie to me?"

"That doesn't count. This was something we did before we reconciled."

"Qin Ce!"

Qiao Xing wasn't that angry at first, but his words immediately ignited him.

"You are really..." Qiao Xing couldn't find the words to express her mood at the moment for a long time. She angrily threw the clothes in her hand towards Qin Ce, "You can clean it up yourself!"

After saying that, she walked out of the study angrily.

Qin Ce threw the clothes into the suitcase with his backhand, quickly chased after him, and grabbed Qiao Xing's wrist.