Chapter 397 Does it hurt to scratch someone?

Qin Ce seemed to be waiting for her to answer, and kept staring at her.

Qiao Xing felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze, then suddenly turned her back to him. "Maybe it's anxiety. I'll sleep a little longer."

What are you anxious about?

"It's about work," she said casually, and Qin Ce didn't press her for details.

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, trying to fall back asleep, but the hand gripping her waist kept her awake.

The two of them lay there awkwardly until after nine o'clock. Light was coming in from outside through the curtains, and seeing that it was getting late, Qiao Xing lifted the covers and sat up.

When she turned around, she saw Qin Ce staring straight at her; clearly, he hadn't slept either.

"I'll go cook, you can lie down some more."

After Qiao Xing finished speaking, she got out of bed and quickly walked out of the bedroom, as if she was afraid that Qin Ce would take the kitchen from her.

Qin Ce sat up in bed, leaned against the headboard, and stared thoughtfully at the door, but did not rush to snatch it from her.

Qiao Xing felt relieved when she entered the kitchen.

Perhaps the pressure from his status was too great; she no longer dared to take Qin Ce's housework for granted as before. If she didn't do something, she would truly be useless.

She busied herself in the kitchen for almost half an hour, quickly making some breakfast to tide her over, since it was already nine o'clock and lunch was in two hours.

After dinner, Qin Ce was still thinking about the shopping trip he had mentioned yesterday.

He said, "Change your clothes before you go out."

Qiao Xing thought it would be awkward to stay at home, so she nodded and agreed.

She changed her clothes and went out with Qin Ce. He drove her to the downtown commercial street, where there was all kinds of food, but it was expensive.

The first thing Qin Ce did after getting out of the car was to go to the milk tea shop to buy her milk tea.

Upon entering the milk tea shop, he was bewildered by the fancy names of the milk teas.

Qin Ce couldn't help but wonder why every milk tea shop had a different name for its milk tea. Even if the names were fancy, he still couldn't tell what kind of milk tea it was.

Qiao Xing waited for him in the car for a long time, wondering if he had bought the milk tea shop inside, so she couldn't help but go in and take a look.

He didn't buy any; instead, he observed other people buying milk tea, watching one customer after another come in and go, his expression somewhat strange.

Because it's the one they buy the most, he can't bring himself to say it.

When there were fewer customers, the clerk asked him, "Hello, what kind of milk tea would you like to order?"

Qin Ce said somewhat awkwardly, "Give me the same one that the person just bought."

The shop assistant thought for a moment, "Is it the Sweet Lolita Mango Milk Foam?"

"..."

Qin Ce forced himself to nod awkwardly and hummed in agreement.

Qiao Xing silently withdrew and decided to wait outside. She hadn't expected Qin Ce to order this milk tea.

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Qin Ce finally came out carrying his sweet little girl and handed her to Qiao Xing.

"Thank you." Qiao Xing suppressed a laugh, took the milk tea, and took a sip. Hmm, it tasted pretty good.

Qin Ce remained expressionless. "It's one of their best-selling items."

"Mmm, it tastes good."

"That's good."

Qiao Xing coughed twice, and seeing that his hands were empty, asked, "Why didn't you buy yourself?"

"I won't drink it."

"oh……"

"Let's go." He walked out first, and Qiao Xing quickly followed.

The two strolled along the street, and he asked Qiao Xing more than a dozen times if she wanted to buy anything.

But Qiao Xing looked around and couldn't find anything she wanted to buy. She kept shaking her head, and Qin Ce's expression became a little unhappy.

Seeing his stern face, Qiao Xing casually pointed and said, "Then let's go buy this."

Qin Ce followed her finger and looked in the direction of the nail salon.

Qiao Xing didn't notice at first, but when she turned her head, she realized it was a nail salon. However, in order not to make him think she was just being perfunctory, she braced herself and said, "I've never had my nails done before. I'd like to try it, is that okay?"

Qin Ce pondered for a moment and asked, "Does it hurt to scratch someone?"

"What?"

“You tickle me every time.”

"..."

Qiao Xing was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. His face turned red, from his neck to the back of his head. Why... was this the first thing he thought of?

However, Qin Ce added, "Then let's do it."

Qiao Xing just wanted to crawl into a hole and think about how to switch to another project, but Qin Ce had already gone in first.

Qiao Xing gritted her teeth and jogged inside with him.

There weren't many guests here, only six or seven, half of whom were accompanying friends or girlfriends.

The shop assistant warmly greeted Qiao Xing and invited him to sit down.

"Beautiful lady, is this your first time here?"

Qiao Xing chuckled and nodded, "Yes, this is my first time making it. Do you have any recommendations?"

The salesperson took out a brochure to show her, "You can take a look. We have some casual and simple styles, as well as more elaborate ones. If you work and use a keyboard a lot, then this kind is suitable..."

Qiao Xing bit the straw of her milk tea as she watched her explain.

Qin Ce had already walked over and sat down on the sofa. There was a guy next to him waiting for his girlfriend, playing a game on his phone.

He also took out his phone, but not to play games; he was handling work.

Qiao Xing spent a long time choosing and finally picked a relatively plain one, close to the color of her nails, with some glitter, which looked quite pretty.

It was Qiao Xing's first time making it, and he didn't expect the steps to be so complicated. Ten minutes had passed, and he still hadn't started coloring.

She glanced back at Qin Ce, who was playing on his phone, but didn't seem impatient.

Qiao Xing let out a breath and continued watching the nail technician work on her nails.

More and more guests came in one after another, and every girl would glance at Qin Ce.

The men who are here must be with their girlfriends. I wonder which of the many girls here is their boyfriend.

If you were walking down the street, most girls wouldn't dare to say hello to a man with that kind of aura.

It's hard to imagine what kind of person could handle such a handsome guy.

The guy next to Qin Ce had been playing games for over two hours when his phone ran out of battery. He finally remembered that his girlfriend's manicure wasn't finished yet.

He looked up and saw his girlfriend staring at the man next to him.

My temper flared up instantly.

"Is it not finished yet?"

The girl snapped out of her daze and quickly stood up, saying, "I'm done, I'm done."

The boy pulled his girlfriend away, and the girl looked back a few times, reluctant to leave.

Qiao Xing couldn't help but ask, "How much longer will this take?"

The nail technician said, "It'll be done soon, just after the top coat is applied."

Qiao Xing responded with an "oh".

Although she was quite resistant before coming in, she thought it was pretty good after seeing the finished product.

"Miss, your fingers are so beautiful, it's a shame you don't get manicures." The nail technician couldn't help but praise her.

He then pulled her fingers over and over to look at them, and even took out his phone to ask Qiao Xing's opinion, wanting to take a picture.