Chapter 19 Chapter 19 I want to take it slow with you

Zhao Qingshi carried her back to bed. As soon as she touched the bed, Ruan Xiangyi slipped under the covers like a loach. He knelt on one leg, holding her waist, one hand supporting her side, staring at her intently. "Haven't you gotten used to me yet?"

After sleeping in the guest room for a week and giving her so many days, he found that it seemed to be of no use. Zhao Qingshi held his breath. He had always been very strong. After he finished speaking, he pinched her chin and lowered his head.

Just as he was about to touch her, she avoided him again.

Zhao Qingshi pursed his lips. The room was eerily quiet.

Her dark eyes were terrifying: "Ruan Xiangyi, this is the third time you've rejected me."

The first time was in a hotel in Yuyao, the second time was their wedding night, and this is the third time.

"You married me and left our child. What are you holding a grudge against now?" He didn't understand.

It was actually quite tempting to think that she had rejected his touch simply because she didn't like him. Once this thought occurred to Zhao Qingshi, he lost control. He couldn't stand the thought that she had someone else in her heart, so he simply discarded the thought and stared at her stubbornly, hoping for an answer.

"I've never been in a relationship before." Ruan Xiangyi leaned against him and said slowly, "I don't know how couples get along, but I want to take it slow with you."

"Take your time?" His arrogance dissipated.

"Well," she said, "I want to get to know you."

"So how much do you understand now?" he asked about the progress.

Ruan Xiangyi thought for a moment and said, "You and I are both unhappy as children."

As if he had earned some sympathy points, Zhao Qingshi raised his eyebrows, then let go of her hand, looked up at her, and said cherishingly: "We will be happy in the future."

Ruan Xiangyi smiled. But she didn't dare to agree in her heart. Would she be happy? She didn't dare to think about it. A man like Zhao Qingshi was too difficult to grasp. Could she really do it?

Suddenly, she frowned.

Zhao Qingshi noticed: "What's wrong?"

"My leg seems to be cramping." She held her calf. "It hurts."

"Let me see." He lifted the quilt, gently lifted her calf and placed it on his leg, trying to give her some relief. "Is it here?"

Ruan Xiangyi nodded. The pain from the calf cramps made her cry. When she saw Zhao Qing gently massaging her calves, she could feel the warmth of his palm through a thin layer of cloth, and her attention was quickly drawn to his hand.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked, looking up.

"Much better." She realized she had been lost in thought and shrank back. "Thank you."

"As you should." Zhao Qingshi let go of her legs and said, "I've looked up information and some people experience calf cramps during pregnancy. I'll have someone find a nutritionist tomorrow and have Aunt Cui make you a meal according to the nutritionist's menu every day. I'll have someone deliver your meals from Monday to Friday."

Ruan Xiangyi wanted to say that there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Zhao Qingshi seemed to know what she was going to say: "I won't interfere with your life. You can work and socialize as usual. I only have one request: eat on time."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "You take a rest first, I'll go in and blow dry my hair."

At this moment, Ruan Xiangyi felt a little touched.

It was already late, and Ruan Xiangyi lay down, listening to the noises in the bathroom, and drifted off to sleep. When Zhao Qingshi came back, he felt the bed next to him sink, and was jolted awake again.

Sensing his approach, Ruan Xiangyi raised her head.

Zhao Qingshi hugged her, stroked her head, and asked in a low voice: "Did I wake you up?"

Ruan Xiangyi was probably too sleepy, and she rubbed his chest tenderly. Zhao Qingshi softened his heart and said, "Go to sleep."

This was the first time they had slept together in such an intimate position since their marriage, and Zhao Qingshi felt something filling his chest. Hearing the steady breathing in his arms, he lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the top of her head in the moonlight outside: "Good night."

The moment he closed his eyes, his phone suddenly rang with a message alert. Zhao Qingshi subconsciously touched his phone, opened the page and saw that it was not his.

When he accidentally saw the content above, his calm eyes gradually became cold.

The news was from Shen Huai Mengfa.

Chen Huaimeng: It’s my birthday tomorrow, will you come?

Not coming.

Zhao Qingshi held up the phone with one hand and wanted to refuse, but was stopped by a password. He narrowed his eyes, finally pursed his lips, threw away the phone, and went to sleep, hugging the person in his arms.

He was too lazy to reply.

When she woke up the next morning, Ruan Xiangyi found herself nestled in Zhao Qingshi's arms in a very intimate posture. His hand was still under her pillow, and he was still asleep. His crow-feather eyelashes drooped quietly, and he looked very gentle when he was asleep. Staring at his face, she unconsciously slowed down her breathing and her heart beat a little faster.

After staring at him for about five minutes, she gently took his hand off her body and was about to quietly get out of bed when she unexpectedly heard the movement of the person behind her.

"Awake?" His voice was slightly hoarse. Then, she was pulled back into his arms again, with her back facing him. He leaned over and rested his face on her shoulder. "You're awake so early."

It seems like they are an old couple who have been in love for many years.

His breath touched the side of her neck, making it a little itchy. Ruan Xiangyi stiffened and said, "Well, I need to go to the bathroom."

Zhao Qingshi seemed to chuckle and let her go.

To get a breath, Ruan Xiangyi almost ran into the bathroom.

She closed the door and leaned against it, feeling her heartbeat quicken.

Zhao Qingshi went to the second bedroom to wash up. When Ruan Xiangyi came out after washing up, he had already gone downstairs. She found a white sweater, put on a brown woolen skirt, and went downstairs wearing plush slippers.

Zhao Qingshi was already sitting in the restaurant having dinner. When he saw Ruan Xiangyi coming over, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Ruan Xiangyi felt a little embarrassed by his stare, so she sat down and touched her face. Seeing that he was still staring at her, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Why are you dressed so beautifully today?" He praised generously.

ha?

Ruan Xiangyi's face quickly turned red.

Wasn't she just wearing a skirt? Isn't this the simplest outfit in daily life? With his status, there are many beautiful women around him wearing hip-hugging short skirts and tight dresses.

Ruan Xiangyi couldn't find any words to respond.

Zhao Qingshi was about to explain, "I've never seen you dressed like this before," when he suddenly remembered the WeChat message from last night and calmly asked, "Are there any activities today?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was: Are you going to celebrate Shen Huaimeng’s birthday?

He looked up at her, his eyes full of longing. Ruan Xiangyi didn't check her phone, so she naturally didn't know what he meant. She thought he was asking about today's work: "I have two manuscripts to submit in the morning and I have to go out for an interview in the afternoon. What's going on?"

The two of them were obviously not on the same wavelength, but Zhao Qingshi didn't react at all. He thought she had rejected him and curled his lips: "I'll pick you up after get off work today?"

Considering that he was busy with work and had just been ill, Ruan Xiangyi said, "Don't you have a driver..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Qingshi scooped a bowl of porridge for her and placed it in front of her, solemnly correcting her: "The driver is the driver, and I am me. We are different."

Ruan Xiangyi was speechless.

"Didn't you say you wanted to get to know me slowly? How can you get to know me if you don't interact with me?" he said.

“…”

oh oh.

She opened her mouth and changed the subject, asking, "Is your fever gone?"

Zhao Qingshi held his forehead and said nonchalantly, "I don't know. I didn't measure it this morning."

"When you say that, it seems like your head hurts a bit." He pretended to frown.

"Are you still burning?" As expected, Ruan Xiangyi fell for it. She moved closer to him, reached out her hand, and touched his forehead. She was surprised, "Why don't I feel hot?"

Of course it's not hot if I lied to you. Zhao Qingshi took her hand and held it in his palm. Ruan Xiangyi was stunned for a moment. Seeing his expression, she realized that she had been deceived and wanted to pull her hand back, "How could you lie to me?"

"No, I really don't know how to measure it." He laughed.

Is that what you're talking about? Ruan Xiangyi didn't want to pay attention to him. She pulled her hand away, but he held it tighter. Just as she was about to give up, he suddenly let go of her hand and pulled out a brocade box from somewhere. When he opened it, he saw two rings inside.

"These two rings should have been worn on the day we got the marriage certificate, but because we got married in such a hurry, we couldn't make it in time, so we only got the rings today." He took off the narrow women's ring, and under the light, the inlaid diamonds sparkled.

He held her hand and gently put the ring on her middle finger. Ruan Xiangyi bent her fingers, wondering why it was the middle finger.

"I know you don't want to reveal your married status to the public for now. Just treat it as an ornament for now. If you ever want to change it to your ring finger, tell me and I'll change it back."

His tone was calm, and he looked at her gently, handing her the ring box. "It's your turn."

Ruan Xiangyi slowly raised the hand with the ring. When she held the ring, her hand was shaking slightly. She didn't know which finger to wear it on, and she looked up at him hesitantly.

"Ring finger, I don't want to hide my marriage." Zhao Qingshi said.

Ruan Xiangyi put the ring on his ring finger, and looked at the golden circle suddenly framed on his finger. She thought of that word, the feeling of being a husband, and her heart trembled violently.

Zhao Qingshi took her hand in his and took out a bank card. "This is my secondary card. It has no credit limit, so you can use it as you like. I'll sort out the funds, shares, investments, real estate, etc. under my name in the next few days, and then I'll give them all to you."

Ruan Xiangyi looked at the black card lying in her palm, not knowing whether to accept it or not. In a fit of rage, she asked, "Give it all to me. Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the money?"

"As long as you don't use it to support other men, it's okay to take it all." Zhao Qingshi raised an eyebrow. "Anyway, I will earn it back in the end."

So arrogant.

Ruan Xiangyi felt like she was going to faint from the money.

It was not until lunchtime that Ruan Xiangyi saw Shen Huaimeng's message. Seeing that she had not replied, she sent another message this morning.

Shen Huaimeng: Aren’t we friends?

Ruan Xiangyi sighed. The next second, she received a call from Guo Wen.

Guo Wen: "Xiangyi, my senior asked me to ask you, he has booked a private room tonight, can you come over?"

Ruan Xiangyi was still hesitating.

"Xiangyi, what happened between you and Senior Brother? He told me that you didn't reply to his messages. Did he offend you? Tell me, and I'll help you beat him up tonight."

Ruan Xiangyi didn't say anything.

"appropriate?"

"Xiangyi? Are you listening?"

"Hello?"

Ruan Xiangyi came back to her senses: "I'm here."

Guo Wen: "What's wrong with you? Why do you seem absent-minded? Are you going tonight?" Ruan Xiangyi compromised: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Guo Wen: "Okay, I'll go tell my senior brother right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xiangyi looked at Shen Huaimeng's message, her fingertips paused for a long time, and finally called Zhao Qingshi.

After a few seconds, his voice appeared, as if a little surprised: "Xiangyi?"

Ruan Xiangyi calmed down and said, "It's me."

Zhao Qingshi asked: "Is there something wrong?"

She hesitated for a few seconds: "I may not be able to go to dinner with you tonight. A friend of mine has a birthday and I promised."

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the other end. After a long while, Ruan Xiangyi thought he had hung up. She picked up the phone and saw that he was still on the line. She gently asked, "Are you listening?"

On the other side: “Yeah.”

"Can I go then?" she asked nervously.

"Yeah." He said this and hung up the phone. Ruan Xiangyi looked at the hung up call, and her intuition told her that he seemed angry. Was he angry that she stood him up?

She copied Zhao Qingshi's phone number and added him as a WeChat contact.

He didn't get through until five in the afternoon.

Send a simple "?"

It suits his style very well.

Ruan Xiangyi threw a cute emoticon over.

Ruan Xiangyi: Excuse me, can I treat you to dinner tomorrow?

He didn't reply. Ruan Xiangyi looked at his avatar and left a note for him, Zhao Qingshi.

More than ten minutes later, he replied: OK.

Ruan Xiangyi curled her lips and threw a little bear emoticon.

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