The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Maybe it was because she didn't sleep well the night before, or maybe it was because the morning routine was too tedious. After removing her makeup and taking a bath, Xie Jing couldn't resist the sleepiness anymore, and fell asleep on the bed right after coming out of the bathroom.

As for Zhou Jiyun's instructions to blow-dry her hair before going to bed, Xie Jing turned a deaf ear to it.

Zhou Jiyun was worried about her, so when he pushed the door open, he saw Xie Jing lying on the bed, snoring. Zhou Jiyun shook his head, pulled a corner of the quilt over her, and went to the bathroom.

When he came out again, he had a silent hair dryer and a towel in his hands. After blowing Xie Jing's hair half dry, Zhou Jiyun couldn't help yawning.

After carefully covering Xie Jing with the quilt, Zhou Jiyun pushed the door open and left. He was exhausted these past two days, so he took the opportunity to have a good rest in the afternoon. He had a tough battle to fight in the evening, so he had to conserve his energy.

If he slept in Xie Jing's room at this time, all the favorability points he had gained in the morning would be reset to zero. Zhou Jiyun was self-aware of this.

Zhou Jiyun went out, and Xie Jing turned over on the big bed and opened her eyes. Although she was tired, Xie Jing could feel Zhou Jiyun wiping her hair even if his movements were light.

But she was too embarrassed to open her eyes. Is Zhou Jiyun always so gentle to girls? Thinking of how he had just clarified the rumors in public at the wedding, Xie Jing couldn't help scratching her head. Why did she feel that this marriage was different from what she had imagined?

Forget it. Xie Jing, who couldn't figure it out, went back to bed. If she couldn't figure it out, she shouldn't think about it. Anyway, she just followed one thing: no matter what Zhou Jiyun did, as long as she didn't lose her mind first, it would be fine.

It is enough to have tasted the bitterness of love once, one cannot fall twice. Xie Jing fell into a deep sleep like this, and this time she did not dream about the fire again. On the contrary, she slept very peacefully.

When Xie Jing was pulled out of bed by the makeup artist and her assistant, she was still a little dazed. Zhou Jiyun leaned against the door and watched Xie Jing lying on the makeup assistant's shoulder like a big cat. It took a long time for her to wake up completely.

"Ms. Xie, are you awake?" The makeup artist was not surprised by Xie Jing's behavior. Many people have this situation. After waking up, they will not wake up immediately, but will sit for a while before they can regain their sanity.

Xie Jing came back to her senses and blinked shyly: "Well, I can do it now, thank you for your help."

"It's not a problem. Evening makeup is not that troublesome. Besides, Miss Xie, you have a good foundation, so the look can be completed quickly." The makeup artist opened the makeup box while staring at the toast dress next to her, thinking about what kind of look she should give Xie Jing.

Xie Jing glanced at Zhou Jiyun at the door: "It will take me some time to put on makeup, if you..."

"It's not a problem. I don't have anything else to do." Zhou Jiyun interrupted Xie Jing and said, "Or am I making Jing Jing feel uncomfortable here?"

The makeup artist and assistant's ears perked up quietly, and their gossipy eyes flew to the two from time to time. At noon, the two were present at the wedding, and they were having a great time. Now that the newlyweds are together, do they need to produce more saccharin?

Come on, they are not afraid of saccharin being too sweet, they can bear it no matter how sweet it is!

Xie Jing was helpless: "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that you'll get bored here."

"How can it be boring to be with you?" Zhou Jiyun picked up a pear from the fruit plate, holding a fruit knife in his right hand. Amidst the glittering silver light, the pear skin gradually drooped around the pear, revealing the snow-white flesh hidden inside.

Xie Jing stared at Zhou Jiyun's hands in the makeup mirror for several times. She felt that she didn't have any favorite things in normal times, but now Xie Jing discovered that she still had worldly preferences.

She only realized now that she was actually a hand control. In the mirror, Zhou Jiyun's fingers were white and slender, but there were no protruding knuckles. His nails were trimmed neatly, and apart from the watch on his wrist, he only wore a ring on his right ring finger.

Xie Jing lowered her eyes to look at her hands. Zhou Jiyun's hands seemed to be one size bigger than hers? When they held hands, he seemed to be able to hold her hands completely in his palms...

Thinking of those hands running through her hair in the afternoon, Xie Jing's ears turned red unconsciously.

Zhou Jiyun had already noticed that Xie Jing was staring at his hand, he just lowered his eyes and smiled. He liked Xie Jing's eyes falling on him, as if his eyes were following hers.

"Ms. Xie, are you hot?" When applying foundation to Xie Jing, the makeup artist saw that Xie Jing's face suddenly turned red, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Xie Jing came back to her senses: "Yeah, it's a little hot, it's okay, I'll be fine in a while."

The assistant has already brought a tissue thoughtfully: "Ms. Xie, please wipe your sweat."

Xie Jing took the tissue blankly: "Thank you."

Zhou Jiyun raised his eyebrows slightly. After Xie Jing took the tissue and wiped her face twice, he came over with a fruit plate: "Eat some pears to fill your stomach. It's not convenient to eat at night because of social events."

Xie Jing said politely: "Would you like to eat something together?"

Zhou Jiyun shook his head: "No, it has a bad connotation. Just eat. I'll go to the banquet hall and come up to pick you up later."

He knew that Xie Jing would feel uncomfortable if he stayed here. Anyway, his purpose of showing off his face here with Xie Jing had been achieved, and he also fed Xie Jing.

Zhou Jiyun did not stay in the room for long. He picked up the suit jacket next to him and rubbed Xie Jing's head when he passed by her. Then he left the presidential suite.

Xie Jing was a little confused: "It has a bad meaning? Eating a pear has a bad meaning?"

The assistant was going crazy after being patted on the head so directly.

She stamped her feet excitedly: "What a sweet head pat! Separation, this is of course a bad omen, Mr. Zhou doesn't want to be separated from you. I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to care about this, but the omen is not good, why is there a pear in the room?"

Xie Jing tightened her grip on the fruit plate. Her favorite fruit was pears, and she had kept this a secret. Could it be that Zhou Jiyun knew about this? Or was this just a coincidence?

But looking at the fruit plate on the coffee table, there were oranges, grapes, and two pears, all of which were her favorite fruits. So was it purely a coincidence that Zhou Jiyun chose pears?

The makeup artist smiled and said, "You have to cherish it so much that you won't accept any unlucky words. Mr. Zhou cares about you very much."

Xie Jing looked at the assistant with an auntie smile on her face, and her scalp tingled. She really couldn't understand their train of thought: "Head patting... is it sweet? I feel like he is petting a dog."

"Ahem... Miss Xie, we can't use that analogy." The assistant was choked twice, tears coming out of her eyes: "This is clearly a loving pat on the head, how come it becomes something else when it comes to you?"

Xie Jing lowered her eyes and took a bite of the pear, feeling a little tired: "Whatever you say is what it is."