Chapter 399 Men are like kites

After watching the movie, it was already dark, and it was time to eat, but Qiao Xing was still too full to eat.

Qin Ce glanced at the time; it was only a little past five. It was a cloudy day, and it got dark early.

After thinking about it, he decided to take Qiao Xing home.

Qiao Xing sat in the car admiring her manicure. It looked beautiful, but she got tired of looking at it after a while.

When the two returned home, Qiao Xing lay exhausted on the sofa.

She had only lain down for a couple of seconds when her phone suddenly rang. She took it out and saw that it was her aunt calling.

I haven't seen this person in a long time; if she calls, it's definitely not going to be good news.

Qiao Xing thought for a moment, then bent his finger and pressed the answer button with his knuckle.

"Hello, Auntie?"

"Star, are you busy?"

Hearing this enthusiastic voice, Qiao Xing's brow twitched. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just heard you were back, so I called to ask when you'd like to come over for dinner."

Before Qiao Xing could finish speaking, her aunt took it upon herself to say, "How about next week? It's Qingming Festival, then we can go to sweep your grandma's grave together."

Qiao Xing was about to refuse, but when she heard that they were going to sweep her grandmother's grave, she swallowed her words back. "Okay, then I'll come over next week when I have a day off."

"Okay, okay, oh right, there's something else, I'll tell you in secret."

"What's up?"

"It's your dad. Has he taken the wrong medicine or does he know something? He keeps calling Xiaoqin. Xiaoqin blocked him, so he called me instead. Oh dear."

"After all these years, he still remembers you and your daughter. Could it be that he's finally had a change of heart?"

Qiao Xing frowned. "What did he say to you?"

"They didn't say much, just asked how you're doing now, whether you're married, and what your husband's name is and where he's from."

"And then? What did you say?"

My aunt said with a smile, "Of course I didn't tell him. I just gave him my name. There shouldn't be any problem with that, right?"

Even if Qiao Hong knew Qin Ce's name, he didn't know his identity.

God knows how she managed not to tell Qiao Hong about Qin Ce's identity. In the past, she would have been bragging about it everywhere.

Unfortunately, Qin Ce had warned her that every time she talked to Qiao Hong on the phone, she felt extremely uncomfortable and almost started bragging several times.

But for the sake of her job and her thigh, she endured it.

Hearing her words, Qiao Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that he didn't say anything. I don't need to answer him next time he calls."

"Alright, since you've said that, I'll definitely ignore him. But Xingxing, do you know Qin Ce's identity?"

Qiao Xing's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly felt a bit amused and exasperated. "Judging from your tone, it seems like you already know?"

"Ah...no, no, I don't know anything."

Qiao Xing sighed, "I already know, you don't need to help him hide it."

She just didn't expect that even her aunt knew, so was she the last one to find out?

For no apparent reason, anger welled up inside me again.

"You know? Oh my god, that's great! Now that you know..." Her aunt lowered her voice and whispered to her, "Then you'd better hold on tight and make sure no other vixen seduce him away."

"If he wanted to run away, he would have done so without any seduction. Why worry about all this?"

Qiao Xing felt that this aunt cared even more than she did. Judging from her tone, she probably wished she could tie Qin Ce to Qiao Xing's waistband with a rope.

"You can't say that. Men are like kites. If you don't hold the string, they'll fly away sooner or later. Your aunt has been through this, so you can't go wrong by listening to me."

"Oh, I see." Qiao Xing didn't want to talk about these things with her, so he gave a few perfunctory words and hung up the phone.

She tossed her phone onto the sofa, turned around, and found that Qin Ce had already finished showering and come out.

He was casually drying his hair with a towel, the collar of his bathrobe slightly open, revealing glimpses of his exposed chest.

Qiao Xing was puzzled. He usually showered after Qiao Xing, but today Qiao Xing was showering before him.

"Are you going to take a shower?" Qin Ce walked over and sat down next to her.

"It's still early, let's do it later, after we eat."

Qin Ce said, "Anyway, we're not going out, so it doesn't matter whether we wash early or late."

Qiao Xing stared at him suspiciously, sensing that he had ulterior motives.

"By the way, I just got my nails done, so I can't soak them in water. I'm not washing them today."

Qin Ce paused, his gaze falling on her fingers. He suddenly put down the towel, took her hand, and examined it for a moment.

Just as Qiao Xing was wondering, he suddenly said, "Isn't this tickling device very convenient?"

As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and scratched his arm.

Qiao Xing stared at him speechlessly. After he finished scratching, he nodded, then pinched it again and even pried it open a couple of times, as if he were studying some strange object.

Qiao Xing pulled her hand back. "What are you doing?"

"Never seen this before, but the acting is quite good." After saying that, he added, "It's pretty good."

Qiao Xing didn't know what to say.

"Are you hungry? I'll go cook." Qin Ce stood up and was about to go to the kitchen. Qiao Xing was about to say that she would do it herself, but when she saw her fingernails, she was afraid that she couldn't even hold a kitchen knife, so she had to give up.

She secretly decided to pick it in a couple of days.

Qin Ce cooked the meal and then conscientiously cleaned up the dishes to wash them. Qiao Xing sat there watching him bustling around, washing the dishes and even mopping the floor.

This gave Qiao Xing the illusion that he really enjoyed doing housework.

Qiao Xing felt embarrassed to sit there and watch him do housework, so she made an excuse to take a shower, grabbed her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, he had already finished cleaning up.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I found him sitting on the sofa in the corner, making a phone call. It was the room he had moved into before, and he hadn't moved out yet.

Qiao Xing didn't disturb him. She went to bed, set her alarm, and prepared to sleep, since she had to get up early the next day.

While half asleep, she felt the bed beside her dip slightly. She knew it was Qin Ce, but she didn't open her eyes.

After a while, Qiao Xing noticed something was wrong again; the hand that had been around her waist started to wander.

Qin Ce's voice came from beside me, "Are you asleep?"

Qiao Xing opened her eyes, remained silent for a while, and then said, "I was already asleep."

Did I wake you up?

"fine."

He touched Qiao Xing's neck with his fingers. "Does it still hurt?"

"..." Qiao Xing didn't know how to answer him, so she forced out two words, "It's okay."

What does "good enough" mean?

Qiao Xing was a little annoyed, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Qin Ce probably sensed the unfriendly tone in her voice, so he fell silent and didn't make any more moves.

Qiao Xing suddenly turned around and glared at him, "My aunt just called me, even she knows who you are, why did you keep it from me the only one?"

Qin Ce was slightly taken aback. "She knew it was because someone from the capital came to pick up the old man. She found out herself; I didn't tell her."

"Does it make a difference? You're still keeping it from me, as if the whole world knows except me."

"I was wrong, don't be angry." He hugged Qiao Xing tightly. "Isn't it all in the past now?"

Qiao Xing remained silent and did not speak.

He cupped Qiao Xing's face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. "Don't be angry. I'll make you crab roe buns this morning."