Chapter 89 Princess Doesn’t Need to Act Like a Coquettish Person

Zhu Wendong sounded a little annoyed and asked him, "So, which book are you reading?"

Qi Yanxue's words suddenly became unclear: "That one."

Zhu Wendong pressed on, "Which one?"

She seemed determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

Knowing he couldn't fool her, Qi Yanxue simply said casually, "The one you recently serialized."

Suddenly, the light in Zhu Wendong's eyes dimmed again, and he lost some of his strength.

But it doesn't matter. She will definitely let Qi Yanxue read that book later.

But when exactly would this happen in the future? Zhu Wendong pursed his lips and thought for a while.

It’s better to do it today than to wait for a day.

So this is the scene that appeared in the study at night.

Zhu Wendong sat upright, tapping the keyboard with his fingers, deleting and reducing the words on the screen. In the end, he only typed 300 words in half an hour.

She kept glancing to the right, where Qi Yanxue was lazily lying on a soft leather recliner, one hand behind her head and the other holding a book, her entire face hidden behind the book.

The name of the book is "Xue Yanqi's Secret Love".

Zhu Wendong didn't know whether he was really focused on the book or not, and silently counted the number of times he turned the pages.

He flipped through the pages quickly, and she worried that he wasn't looking carefully.

He flipped slowly, and she wondered if he was distracted.

My whole heart is on him.

Qi Yanxue suddenly lowered his book, revealing his sharp eyes.

Their eyes met, and Zhu Wendong hurriedly looked away, typing on the keyboard again and again as if trying to cover up his mistakes, and a bunch of incomprehensible letters appeared on the computer.

Qi Yanxue's leisurely voice came from the other side.

"Mrs. Qi, are you peeking at me?"

Zhu Wendong denied it, "No, I'm working, don't disturb me."

In the end, he didn't forget to turn the tables.

Qi Yanxue chuckled, too lazy to expose her tricks.

He picked up the book again, feeling somewhat bored because he had read this book more than once.

Even though it was written for others, he read it thousands of times.

Zhu Wendong breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she had fooled him. When she looked carefully, she saw that it was almost midnight and she had only written a thousand words.

Only then did I devote myself to my work.

It was two o'clock in the morning when she finally finished typing the corresponding number of words. The study was quiet, and the sound of turning pages was infinitely amplified.

Zhu Wendong was so engrossed in typing just now that she only now remembered that there was someone with her in the study.

When she first started writing books in California, she often had insomnia in the middle of the night and could not fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. In order to pass the time, she chose to write books, and that was her first work, "Xue Yanqi's Secret Love".

She would write from midnight until dawn, and she was the only one in the empty room. She was numb and awake, and a new day began.

And now, when she looked up from the text again, frost and snow fell on the glass outside the window, and she was no longer alone.

Zhu Wendong turned off the computer, walked over and lay down in Qi Yanxue's arms, yawned, and said sullenly, "I'm so sleepy, Qi Yanxue."

Qi Yanxue put the book aside, put his arm around her waist, and lifted her up. "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Zhu Wendong buried his head in the crook of his neck, his warm breath on his collarbone, "Can you carry me to the bedroom?"

Qi Yanxue lowered his eyes to look at the back of her round head and teased, "Is your leg broken?"

Zhu Wendong didn't want to reason with him now, so he said in a muffled voice, "Well, my leg is broken, so I can only let you hold me."

There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

Qi Yanxue couldn't stand her acting like a spoiled child, and he had no idea what to do with her, so he put his arm around her waist and carried her to the bedroom.

"Zhu Wendong, why are you acting so coquettish?"

Zhu Wendong hung on him, his chin resting on his shoulder, his eyes closed, and hummed softly, "Who said I was acting like a spoiled child?"

Qi Yanxue lifted the quilt and placed her on the bed, her voice magnetic and pleasant: "Yes, Princess, there is no need to act like a spoiled child."

As long as the princess gives an order, the knight will follow her lead.

Zhu Wendong felt sleepy and didn't want to talk.

The bed collapsed, and Qi Yanxue lay down and held her in his arms as he slept.

At night, men's body temperature is hotter than that of ordinary people. Zhu Wendong was sweating from the heat and wanted to move away, but Qi Yanxue noticed his movements, retracted his arms, and hugged him tighter.

Zhu Wendong was forced to press his back against him.

In a daze, she remembered the question Cheng Jinhe asked during the day.

——"Mr. Qi is so clingy, do you ever feel annoyed?"

The person Zhu Wendong wanted to cling to was never Qi Yanxue, nor her, but each other.

They can't bear to leave each other, can't live without each other, and never even feel bored. They are like magnets that attract each other. When separated, they are shining individuals, but when stuck together, they are inseparable.

There should be a word for this feeling, and that’s happiness.

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When Zhu Wendong woke up the next morning, he found that he had slept until noon.

After washing up, she sat down at the dining table, ate the sandwich on the table, and stared blankly at the man who was talking on the phone on the balcony.

Qi Yanxue was wearing dark black silk satin pajamas, which could not hide her broad shoulders and long legs. She held her cell phone to her ear, the ring on her ring finger reflecting a faint light, and spoke incoherently to the person opposite her.

Hearing the movement behind him, he turned around and happened to meet those confused almond eyes.

Qi Suixun's voice continued to echo in his ears: "You've been making too much noise recently. Qi Kancheng might have noticed it."

Qi Yanxue's gaze lingered on her almond-shaped eyes, and she curled her lips and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. He's old, and he should have given up his position long ago."

Qi Suixun was silent for two seconds, then said in a flat voice, "Just be sensible. There's another elder on the board of directors in Jinghai. If you have time, it'd be best if you go there tomorrow."

Qi Yanxue said casually, "I don't have time tomorrow. Qi Suixun, don't be so careless. I won't let you down for the conditions I promised you. My wife is awake, so don't bother me if you don't have anything else to do."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa, and walked into the living room.

"You sleep well, princess."

Zhu Wendong woke up, his cheeks bulging with sandwiches, and his words came out sticky, "Why didn't you call me?"

Qi Yanxue pulled a chair and sat down, staring at her straightly: "You sleep like a pig, how can I scream?"

Zhu Wendong: “…”

Thinking of his previous call, Zhu Wendong asked curiously, "What conditions did you agree to with Qi Suixun?"

Qi Yanxue answered casually: "He sold me the shares of Qi Group, and I helped him cancel the marriage."

Qi Suixun has been staying in California for many years and is more proficient in foreign fields. It would be better to sell the shares left in the country to him, killing two birds with one stone.

The phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated again. Qi Yanxue clicked his tongue and walked over to retrieve the phone. It was Qi Suixun again.

He picked up the phone and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

-

Seeing that he was on the phone again, Zhu Wendong stopped disturbing him. The winter melon at her feet was rubbing against her, probably because she was hungry at dinner time.

She finished the last bite of her sandwich and went to feed Donggua some dog food, but ended up running out of the remaining food stored at home.

Zhu Wendong thought that there should be more dog food at Qi Yanxue's house, so he opened the door and walked across to the other side, where he found dog food in the bottom cupboard of the kitchen.

She picked up the bag and was about to leave, but Donggua followed her in and ran into Qi Yanxue's bedroom. She had no choice but to follow him and hold Donggua's hand.

Zhu Wendong took up Donggua's leash and said, "Donggua, let's go."

Just as I was about to walk out, I caught a glimpse of three books piled messily on the bedside table. The covers of each book looked familiar.

She walked closer and found that the three books were written by the same person, and the one on the top of the pile was titled "Xue Yanqi's Secret Love."

Qi Yanxue said he hadn't read it, but he had clearly read all three books.

Zhu Wendong squatted down and casually flipped through a few pages of the book at the top. The pages were old and yellow, obviously quite old.

She flipped through a few more pages, and the font became increasingly blurred, as if it had been wetted by water.

Turning to the last page, there was a deep circle mark there, as if a ring had been placed there.