Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 73 Not Enough
Qin Shuang stared at He Zhiyao's fair and slender hand, but didn't see anything on it.

Qin Shuang grimaced, pulled out a wet wipe from the wet wipe box in a temperless manner, held his slightly cold hand, and wiped it for him in a slightly perfunctory manner.

She just begged this ancestor to stop looking for trouble.

He Zhiyao's eyes kept falling on her fingers. Compared with his knuckles, her fingers seemed extraordinarily soft, as if they had no bones, they were too soft.

When it landed on his fingers, it was like a ball of soft cotton, gently sweeping over every part of his fingertips.

He Zhiyao's eyes gradually deepened, and another picture involuntarily appeared in his mind.

It seems...he hasn't used her hand yet?

He Zhiyao's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help curling his fingers, hooking her hand.

There was a slight tremor in the chest.

As soon as Qin Shuang finished wiping his hands, he hooked his fingers. The two were close, and the familiar breath from him penetrated into her nostrils. Qin Shuang felt her heart beat a little faster suddenly, and couldn't help thinking of On the morning when she left home last month, the misunderstanding between the two made her feel unnatural in an instant.

She hurriedly threw away the wet towel, and shrank her fingers lightly, trying to break free from his fingers, but his fingers deftly passed through the gaps and grabbed her hand.

His hands were much bigger than hers, and when he clasped her fingers like this, her palms were completely attached to his palms, which made the hands of both of them, which were a bit cold at first, suddenly become much warmer.

Qin Shuang couldn't help feeling hot on his face.

She raised her head and glanced at the air conditioner outlet, wondering if the hot air was turned on too much.

She pulled her hand again, but didn't pull it out.

I couldn't help turning my face away a little, and asked nonchalantly, "Why are you there tonight?"

He Zhiyao glanced at her, his face still a little ugly: "I can't go?"

Qin Shuang: ...

Forget it, she'd better give up, don't ask those who have it or not, he is the young master and he has the final say.

As long as it doesn't bother her, she'll be thankful.

"Don't you know what day it is today?" He Zhiyao said coolly.

Qin Shuang froze for a moment, what's the date?

She took out her phone and took a look, February 2th?
Oh, no, Lunar New Year's Eve.

She froze slightly again.

It's New Year's Eve.

It seems that people from the production team mentioned it two days ago, saying that they need to hurry up to catch up with the progress, so that they can go back to celebrate the New Year.

She always thought that she had no years to live alone, so she didn't take this matter to heart.

During the Chinese New Year last year, she lived alone in He Zhiyao's villa. Most of the servants were on vacation, and those who were not on vacation gathered together to chat and play cards. No one called her or said Happy New Year to her.

She hid in the bedroom and watched half of the Spring Festival Gala, then turned it off, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Pretend it's the same as usual.

Thinking of this, Qin Shuang couldn't help but turned to look at He Zhiyao: "Is there anything I need to cooperate with?"

After all, he was going to celebrate the New Year, so it had nothing to do with her, presumably there was a need for her.

He Zhiyao's face turned ugly again, and he remained sullen and didn't speak again.

But he didn't let go of her hand.

Everyone along the way, the air pressure in the car was terribly low.

Qin Shuang was held by He Zhiyao with one hand, and with the other hand, he quietly tapped his phone and sent a message to Lin Xiaoyuan, telling her to take her luggage back tomorrow and go on vacation, and to go to work after the year, and also sent her a red envelope.

It was already 3 o'clock in the morning when I returned to Jiangcheng's apartment.

Qin Shuang drank some wine in the evening, and after a busy day during the day, he was already exhausted.

At first, she was still worried because of He Zhiyao in the car, but then she fell asleep at some point.

It wasn't until He Zhiyao got off the car with her in his arms and entered the bedroom that she woke up in a daze.

Seeing that she was awake, He Zhiyao directly pushed her into the bedroom: "Go take a bath."

Qin Shuang was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She took a shower like a dream, didn't even blow her hair, wrapped her in a towel, lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

When He Zhiyao went to the second bedroom and came back from the shower, what he saw was Qin Shuang lying on the bed with wet hair and sleeping.

He stared at her for a while, then resigned himself to fetching a hair dryer and dried her hair.

After blow-drying her hair, Qin Shuang probably felt a lot more comfortable. She inadvertently rubbed against him, and grabbed the sleeve of his pajamas with her fingers.

He Zhiyao lowered his eyes, put his finger on her lips, and pressed it lightly.

He hadn't intended to see her.

It was the old man who said that this was probably the last Spring Festival he lived in this world, and asked him to take Qin Shuang back to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

He asked Qin Shuang when the play was finished, and came to the film and television city without calling her. He parked the car outside the hotel and waited.

As a result, people waited, but they waited for her to flirt with others.

In a fit of rage, he dragged her into the car.

In fact, he originally wanted to come back early tomorrow morning.

I didn't want to make her so tired.

He Zhiyao lowered his head, removed the fingers that were on her lips, and put his lips on them.

Just when he was about to touch her lips, he stopped suddenly.

He looked at her peaceful sleeping face, paused for a moment, and moved his lips away.

Then he removed her fingers from his cuffs, covered her with the quilt, turned off the light, and left the bedroom.

……

When Qin Shuang woke up, it was already ten o'clock the next morning.

She stared at the ceiling for a long while before realizing that this place is no longer a hotel.

Last night, she was stuffed into a car overnight by He Zhiyao and brought back to Jiangcheng.

She subconsciously looked towards the pillow, and the other side was flat, no one had slept on it.

She was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know whether she was relieved or what, but a strange feeling appeared in her heart.

Qin Shuang rubbed her face, got up and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, she picked up her phone and glanced at the message.

Most of them were holiday blessings, and Chen Jing sent a message asking her what happened last night.

And Li Mingxi asked her if she had time.

Qin Shuang went to the living room with her mobile phone, made herself a cup of coffee before returning to the sofa, and started replying to messages one by one.

When returning to Li Mingxi, Qin Shuang remembered why Li Mingxi was looking for her.

That time, in order to escape, she asked Li Mingxi to help her withdraw cash, but it was useless, and after she recovered, she transferred the money to Li Mingxi.

But her necklace is still with Li Mingxi.

During this period of time, Li Mingxi had been in Hainan, participating in a project with her family's company, so she didn't have time to return her necklace. She didn't have time to make an appointment with her until she returned to Jiangcheng these two days.

Qin Shuang looked at the quiet living room, presumably He Zhiyao was not there, so she replied Li Mingxi's message and asked Li Mingxi to have lunch together.

The two made an appointment, Qin Shuang checked the time, put down her phone and went back to her room to change clothes.

As a result, as soon as she stood up from the sofa, she saw the door of the study room being pushed open. He Zhiyao was standing at the door in home clothes, looking at her: "Are you awake?"

Qin Shuang didn't expect him to be at home, so she replied in a daze, "Yeah."

He Zhiyao: "Come here."

Qin Shuang blinked, thinking that she had just asked Li Mingxi out, completely forgot about He Zhiyao, and hurriedly said, "Well, at noon... I have an appointment for dinner."

He Zhiyao's brows and eyes darkened: "Male or female?"

Qin Shuang: "...Mingxi."

"En." He Zhiyao responded, and then said, "Come here."

Qin Shuang put down the phone and moved over slowly.

As soon as he reached the door of the study, He Zhiyao grabbed her arm and pulled her in.

The blackout curtains in the study room were all drawn, and the lights were turned off. In broad daylight, it was completely dark, except for the computer that He Zhiyao had not turned off, showing a gleam of light.

Qin Shuang's eyes widened, and he stammered and asked, "You, what are you doing?"

He Zhiyao pressed her against the door, clasped her fingers, "What time do you leave?"

Qin Shuang thought about the time, and replied hesitantly, "11:[-]."

He Zhiyao brought the watch close to his eyes and looked at it,
"Well... there are 40 minutes left, it may not be enough."

(End of this chapter)