Chapter 382 Little Thoughts

Qiao Xing glanced back at Qin Ce. His face was visibly numb, as if he had almost fallen asleep while editing photos.

She sat down next to Qin Ce again, staring at the photos on the computer screen for a long time. "Qin Ce, are the photos really that bad after editing?"

He casually replied, "It looks good."

"Seriously, I see that most guys like this type. Don't you like it too?"

Qin Ce said, "Don't compare me to them."

Qiao Xing touched his nose and glanced at his expression. He seemed to genuinely dislike it; his expression didn't seem fake.

"Then why don't you just not fix it?"

She had barely finished speaking when Qin Ce clicked exit, without even saving the photos.

"..."

"Then we won't fix it." After saying this, Qin Ce turned off the computer.

Qiao Xing's lips twitched, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Is it really that exaggerated?

Qin Ce turned to look at her, his earlier frustration vanished, replaced by a deeper meaning in his eyes.

"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early."

Qiao Xing nodded; she was indeed tired. "So, should you shower first, or should I?"

"Together is fine too."

Qiao Xing suddenly stood up, grabbed her pajamas, and quickly ran into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.

Qin Ce stared at the bathroom door and chuckled thoughtfully.

Not long after, Qin Yi called, but he called Qin Ce instead.

Qin Ce slid down to answer the call, then got up and walked to the window. "What is it?"

Have you already left?

"What else?"

"You've made up?"

Qin Ce grew impatient. "Why are you making that call?"

Qin Yi said anxiously, "What do you think! You came here and wandered around, and Dad found me as soon as he investigated. Now you've run away and left me here. What are we going to do?"

"You decide what to do."

"Brother, you can't do this! I don't want to be caught and taken back. If all else fails, I'll have to run away. I'm not playing the competition anymore. You'll have to explain this to Yang Han yourself."

"I've already said, you handle it yourself, don't ask me."

Qin Ce didn't waste any words with him. He hung up the phone after speaking and glanced back at the bathroom. Qiao Xing had already finished showering and come out.

She came out drying her hair, glanced at the man by the window, and said, "You go and wash up, I'm done."

Qin Ce stared at her clean face for a long time, and his mood finally improved.

He took his pajamas to the bathroom and showered as quickly as possible before coming out.

Qiao Xing sat on the bed looking at her phone. Her hair was still wet and hung down on both sides.

She sensed something, suddenly looked up at Qin Ce, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing standing there?"

Qin Ce pondered for a moment and said, "I'm thinking about where to sleep."

He had some ulterior motives when he booked the room, so he booked a double room with no living room or sofa for him to sleep in.

Qiao Xing was also stunned for a moment, and looked around. There was indeed no other place besides the ground.

"Stop pretending, come on up." Qiao Xing glared at him irritably. She had already figured him out. This man looked serious, but he was secretly a pervert.

Qin Ce walked over expressionlessly and sat down next to her.

He stared at Qiao Xing for a few seconds, then his gaze shifted to her neck. He removed her scarf, revealing the scars on her neck.

Qiao Xing felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, and she instinctively raised her hand to cover her neck. "The scar is almost gone, I'm too afraid to tear it off."

Some scars fell off, but others remained attached. So the ones that fell off would eventually come off, and Qiao Xing was afraid that she might accidentally scratch them and remove the scars.

"Let me cut it for you, so it won't get caught on your clothes and cause further injury."

"OK."

Qin Ce got out of bed again, rummaged in his pocket, and pulled out a multi-functional knife.

Qiao Xing watched as he broke it open, and found that this small tool actually contained so many things: a bottle opener, a file, a scraper, and of course, scissors.

He removed one of the blades, replaced the other end, and it became a pair of scissors.

"Why are there so many props?"

"It was a gift from someone." He held the scissors in his hand and lifted Qiao Xing's chin with his other hand. "Don't move."

Qiao Xing stiffened his neck and grunted in agreement.

Her gaze shifted downwards and landed on Qin Ce's face. He was staring intently at her neck; he had just finished showering, and his hair was slightly disheveled, hanging down in front of his forehead.

Compared to Qin Ce in his suit and tie during the day, he now appears less sharp and more youthful.

The two were very close, and his breath brushed against her neck almost imperceptibly.

Qiao Xing didn't dare to move around and could only sit there with a stiff upper lip.

The cold scissors occasionally touched her skin, causing Qiao Xing to tense up instinctively, always worried that they would poke her.

He moved very gently and slowly, taking more than ten minutes to cut off the detached scars.

"alright."

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly picked up her phone and opened the front camera to take a look.

Looking at it this way, it's not so obvious anymore, because there's a scar that hasn't fallen off yet for comparison, so the fallen scar is less noticeable.

She touched it and said, "It feels much better now. You're quite skilled; it feels so smooth."

Qin Ce put away his utility knife. "But you still have to be careful. It's healing every day, and that end can stick up at any time. Don't let it get caught on your clothes."

"Don't worry, I'm being careful."

"Go to sleep."

Qiao Xing nodded and got up to turn off the bedside lamps.

Qin Ce skillfully held her in his arms. Considering that her injuries hadn't healed, he didn't move around too much and simply held her while she slept.

The next morning, Qiao Xing was woken up by her alarm clock.

I forgot to turn off my alarm for work, but that's good because I can get up early and finish shopping at the places I didn't finish yesterday.

Qiao Xing had given up on the idea of ​​having Qin Ce take photos, but she did take quite a few photos of Qin Ce with her camera.

She held up her camera and took a picture of Qin Ce's profile. Behind him was an arched bridge, with shimmering water beneath it. Sunlight fell on his head, and paired with his handsome face, the atmosphere was absolutely stunning.

However, Qiao Xing noticed that he seemed a little absent-minded, always looking at something.

Qiao Xing, carrying her camera, caught up with him. "Qin Ce, what are you looking at?"

Qin Ce snapped out of his daze, the seriousness between his brows dissipating, and he regained his usual composure. "It's nothing. I think we've already explored that area. Let's go to the other side."

"You seem distracted. Is something on your mind?"

"No, I was just thinking about where else I haven't been."

Qiao Xing looked at him suspiciously, feeling that he wasn't telling the truth.

"You promised me you wouldn't lie to me again."

Qin Ce paused, turned to look at her, hesitated for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Someone is following us."

Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment, then turned around sharply, but saw nothing.

But since Qin Ce said that, he must have figured it out. Qiao Xing asked nervously, "Who is it?"

"I have no idea."

"Could it be someone your dad sent?" Qiao Xing thought about it and realized it didn't make sense. "He could easily find out where we are by searching, why would he need to send someone to follow us?"

Qin Ce looked in a certain direction, his eyes flashing. "It's probably a warning."