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Chapter 214: Chapter 207: Henceforth, The Monarch Holds No Early Court
A minute passed.
The man didn’t move.
Two minutes passed.
The man still didn’t move.
Five minutes passed.
Qiao Jing’s eyes were sore from watching, yet the man continued to lie there.
“Huff–huff–”
A somewhat labored breath exhaled from the man’s nose, dull and heavy, and his forehead began to seep with a dense sweat.
Was he asleep?
Qiao Jing tentatively increased the force of her hand on the man’s face and patted slightly.
“Pat, pat, pat–”
In his sleep, the man drew his brows together like misty smoke and continued to sleep.
It seemed he really was asleep.
Qiao Jing lowered her head to look at the arm pressing in front of her; just as she moved a bit, the man’s condition reflex drew her into his embrace.
Was he asleep or not?
An exasperated and helpless expression appeared on Qiao Jing’s face.
Both angry and helpless.
She reached out to the man’s face again, this time not to pat but to pinch.
Unfortunately, the man’s face was chiseled, with not an ounce of excess flesh, making it impossible to pinch.
Forget it, no more fussing; anyway, he wouldn’t do anything improper to her.
Qiao Jing lowered her head again and her gaze returned to the man’s arm in front of her. The man’s arm wasn’t directly pressing on her but arching like a bridge, encircling her.
Normally, when a person falls asleep, their arm would naturally relax. The man’s ability to do this seemed to really show he cared about her…
As she thought this, a warm sensation gradually seeped into Qiao Jing’s heart, a little sour and a little sweet.
How to describe this taste, Qiao Jing had no intention of delving further.
It was best to just let nature take its course.
The next day, when Zhan Qipei woke up, Qiao Jing hadn’t yet awakened.
Zhan Qipei looked at the girl lying in his embrace, his face breaking into a smile of pure contentment.
As he watched her, his gaze concentrated on the girl’s slightly parted lips.
Her petite, cute teeth peeked out as if calling to him, inviting him to come inside for a visit.
In the early morning, what man could resist such a temptation?
“Huff–huff–” His breathing began to quicken.
Zhan Qipei pinched the girl’s chin, the touch on the pad of his finger feeling unbearably good!
It must be said, the girl’s skin was smooth and delicate like the finest piece of mutton-fat jade.
His fingers pinching her chin, he gently lifted, aligning her lips with his own.
Zhan Qipei could no longer endure, and he leaned down, preparing to press on.
“Ding dong–ding dong–”
The doorbell rang.
Zhan Qipei frowned impatiently.
Who would ring the doorbell early in the morning?
Never mind that, with such a treat in front of him, he had to savor it thoroughly; as for the consequences…
He’d just have to take a beating from Qiao Jing.
Zhan Qipei prepared himself once more, ready to kiss.
“Ding dong–ding dong–ding dong ding dong–”
The doorbell was still stubbornly ringing.
Even if Zhan Qipei didn’t want to deal with it, there was no way to ignore it anymore–the girl had already woken up.
Zhan Qipei quickly let go of her hand before Qiao Jing opened her eyes.
“Who is it?” Qiao Jing had just woken up, and her voice, soft and mellow, made Zhan Qipei’s heart flutter with tenderness.
“Don’t know, doesn’t matter, let’s just go back to sleep,” Zhan Qipei said, continuing to hold Qiao Jing without letting go.
After coming to her senses, Qiao Jing gave Zhan Qipei a speechless glance and then tried to get out of bed.
“You stay in bed, I’ll go answer the door.”
As Zhan Qipei said this, his gaze fleetingly swept across Qiao Jing’s front, careful not to let her notice and linger too long.
Qiao Jing wasn’t dressed to go out; her neckline was wide open. Although it was only slightly undone, it couldn’t contain her good figure.
Like when an average person wears a V-neck–if you’re not well-built, only your ribs show. If you’re slightly better built, you get a glimpse of cleavage.
But with Qiao Jing, if she wore a V-neck, it was like she was wearing lingerie to seduce.
Zhan Qipei put on his shoes and trudged outside, thinking who could be so blind to ring his doorbell early in the morning after a full meal? Didn’t they know a newlywed couple like them shouldn’t be disturbed?
“Cousin, why aren’t you up yet? I remember you used to get up early,” Zhan Ruiting said while peeking inside. “Where’s Qiao Jing? I’m looking for her.”
Zhan Qipei narrowed his eyes and replied, “I used to get up early, but now I have my cousin-in-law, and she’s so enticing I just can’t hold morning court anymore.”
“You–you–you–” Zhan Ruiting’s eyes widened, and his face flushed so red it looked like it could bleed–was it from anger or embarrassment?
“Humph!” A few seconds later, Zhan Ruiting’s emotions gradually settled.
“Keep boasting, but don’t think I don’t know you’re purposely saying that just to discourage me. If Qiao Jing liked you, she would have liked you a long time ago–you wouldn’t need to flaunt it to me deliberately.”
The Zhan family wasn’t made up of fools. Zhan Qipei was exceptionally talented, and Zhan Ruiting wasn’t dumb either.
At that moment, a clear, somewhat sleepy female voice came from the room.
“Who is it?”
Yawning and bleary-eyed, Qiao Jing emerged from the room.
Upon seeing Qiao Jing in her pajamas, Zhan Ruiting was dumbfounded, and the roses hidden behind his back dropped to the floor.
Zhan Qipei furrowed his brows, took a step forward, and blocked Zhan Ruiting’s line of sight.
His wife had just woken up–how could he let another man see her like that?
Zhan Ruiting, with his thick skin, squeezed his way in, and Zhan Qipei immediately went to Qiao Jing’s side and pulled her back to the room.
“Hey! Cousin, aren’t you being a bit too stingy?!”
After pulling Qiao Jing back to the room, Zhan Qipei came out and leisurely rolled up his sleeves as he walked towards Zhan Ruiting.
“Fuck!” Zhan Ruiting immediately bounced up and turned to run outside.
He had trained for a couple of years, but he was no match for Zhan Qipei.
Just as Zhan Ruiting’s front foot stepped out, he heard a “thud”–the door closed.
Zhan Ruiting pursed his lips in dismay and then started talking to himself, “No good, I must hurry and pursue Qiao Jing. If it goes on like this, I’m afraid my cousin will really be ‘the early bird that catches the worm.’”
After resting for three days, Qiao Jing’s cold was almost completely better.
The fourth morning, she got up early to exercise, feeling as if her bones had gone soft from not exercising for several days.
As usual, Qiao Jing ran around the park and, in the middle of the run, saw Wu Xirui leaning against a post, waiting for someone.
When Wu Xirui saw Qiao Jing, he smiled at her.
Obviously, he was waiting for her.
Qiao Jing, with a distinctly unhappy look on her face, approached Wu Xirui.
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“Have you been using me all this time?”
Hearing this, Wu Xirui’s dark eyes shimmered with amusement, “Don’t make it sound so ugly. I don’t have much ill will towards you. Besides, didn’t I tell you it was love at first sight for me?”
Qiao Jing’s face grew colder still, “You use me and still have the nerve to smile about it?”
“I’m not smiling about it; I was born like this. Alright, if I’ve made you angry, I offer my apologies and invite you out to make up for it,” Wu Xirui said, reaching out to grab Qiao Jing’s hand.
Qiao Jing’s pupils constricted, and the next second, she grabbed Wu Xirui’s hand and, with a judo throw, sent Wu Xirui flying.