Chapter 40 I’m pampering you

Qiao Jing had a smile on his face all the way back.

Even though Huo Yuchuan had a bad face, he was still very happy.

Huo Yuchuan didn't know why seeing Qiao Jing in such a good mood, he felt an eyesore, so he closed his eyes all the way.

The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became. When did he, a dignified CEO of the Huo family, end up working as an errand boy and carrying things for others?

Is chasing people like this?

Heaving a sigh of relief, he got out of the elevator and walked to the door of the house.

His eyes fell on Qiao Jing and he shook the thing in his hand. The meaning was obvious.

"That's right, I'll open the door. You go in first." Qiao Jing entered the password and held the door to let Huo Yuchuan go in first.

Huo Yuchuan unceremoniously put the things in the kitchen, and went into the bedroom to change clothes.

His mysophobia is quite serious and he has been suffering from it for a long time.

Qiao Jing walked to the kitchen, took off her coat and rolled up her sleeves. She decided to make a big meal and apologize to Huo Yuchuan!
Looking at the pile of trophies on the kitchen counter.

Nod your head, let's pack your things first!
After Qiao Jing sorted out the daily necessities, he put all the fresh vegetables in the refrigerator.

Suddenly a bag lit up her eyes.

coriander?

Qiao Jing picked it up and looked at it carefully. Yes, she couldn't admit her mistake.

This is her favorite herb!

Qiao Jing's eyes sparkled with excitement, but he quickly calmed down, then became confused.

and many more.

She didn't remember that she bought coriander, she remembered it very clearly, Huo Yuchuan said he didn't like it very much, so she put it back.

Then... there is only one possibility!

Qiao Jing put down the parsley, finished things hastily, closed the refrigerator door, and hurriedly walked to the master bedroom.

Pushing open the master bedroom door, his voice was brisk and uncertain, "Huo Yuchuan, do you know... what happened to the coriander in the bag? I... Ahhh!"

Qiao Jing's voice became frightened, her eyes widened, and what caught her eyes was Huo Yuchuan's lean and perfect upper body.

Most importantly, he has no clothes on!

He is holding the top in his hand, which he should be changing into.

She was so careless that she forgot to knock on the door!

Covering his face, he hurriedly turned around to close the door and run away.

Hands on the doorknob.

"Running away again?" Huo Yuchuan raised his eyebrows, jokingly.

He reacted very quickly, stepped forward in two steps, raised his hand to hold the door panel, and closed the opened door again.

In this way, Qiao Jing was trapped between the door panel and Huo Yuchuan.

Qiao Jing was ashamed and angry but didn't dare to turn around, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have seen. He kept pulling on the door handle, lowering his head and pretending to be fierce, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were changing clothes!"

"Then why didn't you knock on the door earlier? What's the big reaction? Is Mrs. Huo not satisfied with what you saw?"

Huo Yuchuan teased, his eyebrows relaxed, and his originally irritable mood was relieved a lot by Qiao Jing's appearance.

In contrast, Huo Yuchuan thought why he did this was not important anymore.

Qiao Jing refused to speak now. Huh, don't think she doesn't know. No matter what answer she gives, she will suffer!

When Huo Yuchuan saw that Qiao Jing was silent and pretending to be dead, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He wasn't in a hurry, he took his time to figure it out.

Rabbits can bite when they are in a hurry!

He lowered his body, as if hugging Qiao Jing, and exhaled into her earlobe.

"Didn't you ask me about the coriander? Why can't you guess?"

Only then did Qiao Jing turn around, but with his eyes closed, "You really took it..."

The voice hesitated, the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't ask any questions.

Huo Yuchuan was amused, "Such a thin-skinned? What can we do in the future?"

Stretching out his hand again, the white fingertips are different from the softness of a girl, but the warmth of a man.

Like the white snow on the top of a mountain, delicate and cold, it fell gently on the tip of her small nose.

Looking at her nervously trembling eyelashes, he had a bad taste, "You've already guessed it, why are you asking me?"

"Who said I guessed it! Huo Yuchuan, you are always unreasonable!"

Qiao Jing closed his eyes and raised his head to refute.

Not seeing Huo Yuchuan made him feel more confident.

Huo Yuchuan was amused, resting his head on Qiao Jing's shoulder and shaking non-stop.

He rarely smiles.

After stopping, Huo Yuchuan pinched Qiao Jing's face in a gentle manner.

Light tut, it feels really good.

"I'm doting on you, can't you tell?"

(End of this chapter)

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