Chapter 69: The long road to chasing a wife, a decent man would be like this?
In less than five minutes, they arrived at the gate of Xia Qingqiu's school. Xia Qingshu called the teacher, and after a while, the teacher came out.
Qingqiu held the teacher's hand and said goodbye to Xia Qingshu softly, "Brother, the temperature has dropped recently. If you want to date, the cinema is better."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
Qingqiu walked while mouthing to him: "Amusement park"
Chen Zhiyu: My brother-in-law is so cute.
After Xia Qingqiu entered the room, Chen Zhiyu said naturally, "Let's go. What movie do you like? I'll ask Secretary Li to book the entire theater."
Xia Qingshu: "...I don't want to watch a movie."
Chen Zhiyu: "You don't want to watch a movie, then what do you want to do?"
Xia Qingshu: "I want to go home."
Chen Zhiyu: "I'll take you back."
The two walked back and when they reached the door, Xia Qingshu stopped and said goodbye to him, "Goodbye, Brother Zhiyu, go and get busy."
In less than half an hour, Chen Zhiyu's work phone had rang several times. Today was a workday, and Xia Qingshu knew he was busy.
Chen Zhiyu stood at the door without moving, "I'm not busy." He took out his cell phone and turned it off.
"I came here specially to date you today." Chen Zhiyu said, "The Xia family is very strict, and they have been waiting for you to come back home with great difficulty."
In the past, he could come and go freely in the Xia family. But ever since he confessed his feelings, Xia Jing kept a close watch on him. Not only did he not allow him to enter the house, he also forbade him to see Qingshu. Even Xia Shan's best friend joined in the rebellion.
He sent Secretary Li to keep watch and learned in advance that Xia Qingshu would return to Xia Laoer's house today. After so many days, he could finally see Qingshu. Moreover, the timing, location and people are all right. There are only him and Qingshu. Even if the Chen Group is about to go bankrupt, he will not leave easily.
Xia Qingshu was a little confused: "...date?"
Can this kind of ordinary meeting be called a date?
"Yeah, we can only get to know each other through dating." Chen Zhiyu sighed, "Last time we agreed to try getting to know each other first, but you forgot about your potential boyfriend."
"We haven't seen each other for many days since we last met at Shijing Mountain. I sent you a message but you didn't reply. I almost suspected that I was being cheated..."
Xia Qingshu quickly explained, "I didn't lie to you, I just happened to have something to do."
Some time ago, he had to hide Xia Mei, keep an eye on Xia Yubin, and secretly go to the hospital for a prenatal check-up in disguise... He was so busy.
Finally, Xia Yubin was dealt with, and Sister Xia Mei also regained her spirits. He has had some free time recently.
"It's good that you are not a liar." Chen Zhiyu smiled, "Even if you lie to me, I am willing."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
He stood at the door, hesitating whether to let Chen Zhiyu in.
There was no one at home. If he was allowed in, it would be just the two of them, a man and a woman alone, which might not be very appropriate.
It's better to go outside, to a mall or a movie theater, as long as you're not alone...
Chen Zhiyu seemed to see through his thoughts and explained solemnly, "Qingshu, I just want to talk to you alone. Please trust my character."
"I, Chen Zhiyu, have lived my life upright, aboveboard, and most serious."
"Once I enter this room, I will never do anything beyond the boundaries!"
Xia Qingshu thought about it.
It seems so.
When he first met Chen Zhiyu, he knew that he was the leader of the men's ethics class and that his style of behavior was relatively ascetic and conservative. The book describes his personality very clearly: abstinent, observing male ethics, without any worldly desires, and a working machine who is only interested in making money.
Including now, the shirt he was wearing underneath was buttoned to the top button.
Looks decent and upright.
You shouldn't do anything inappropriate.
Xia Qingshu explained in a low voice, "Brother Zhiyu, I believe in your character, you will definitely not do anything excessive to me. Qingqiu always likes to throw toys around, and I am afraid that the house is too messy and I can't entertain him well."
Chen Zhiyu smiled and said, "I just came here, and the house is not messy at all. I will just go in and have a cup of hot water and leave right after I finish it."
"Yeah." Xia Qingshu nodded with confidence and turned around to unlock the door with his fingerprint.
As soon as he entered the door, before Chen Zhiyu had time to change his slippers, he quickly grabbed his hand and held it in his hand.
"Look at you, your hands are so cold, and you don't even wear more clothes."
Xia Qingshu's hands are very small, without any calluses or old skin, and as tender as white tofu just out of the pot.
It's smooth, tender and cool to the touch.
The white bony knuckles were pink and felt incredibly soft when pinched, as if they had no bones.
The fingers are white and tender, and after being warmed up, they exude a fragrance, like freshly made steaming milk bars.
Want to take a bite.
Xia Qingshu struggled to pull his hand out, but the other party was holding it too tightly, and he couldn't get his hand out no matter how hard he tried.
"Brother Zhiyu, what are you doing?" Xia Qingshu was a little confused and very angry.
I clearly agreed not to do anything out of line, and yet I’ve just walked in!
His mouth pouted, his brows slightly furrowed, and his beautiful eyes stared over fiercely.
Xia Qingshu has always been very well behaved in front of Chen Zhiyu, always having a good temper and looking easy to coax.
It's rare to see him so angry.
The fair and delicate little face bulged up like an angry puffer fish.
It doesn't have much fighting power, but it's extremely cute.
"Nothing." Chen Zhiyu looked calm, but he didn't let go of the hand he was holding. "I just saw that your hands were cold, so I helped you warm them."
His face was rather sharp, his jaw was hard and cold, and when he tensed his face, he looked very intimidating. Xia Qingshu used to be often scared by him.
Especially when he purses his lips and doesn't smile, he looks as serious as a news anchor.
But it was this solemn and upright man who held Xia Qingshu's hand in his at this moment, spread his thumbs apart, and then intertwined his ten fingers.
"It'll keep you warm a little bit."
"I'm not cold." This is his physique. His body is not cold, but his hands and feet are a little cold.
"You're just being stubborn." Chen Zhiyu grabbed his hand, "It's so cold, I'll warm it up for you right away."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
Chen Zhiyu grabbed the pair of white, tender and smooth little hands, put them close to his mouth and blew a breath of hot air.
The hot air, with the scent of male hormones, brushed against the fingers, blowing the small hairs on them.
Xia Qingshu only felt his fingers go numb, as if they had been electrocuted.
A strange feeling spread from the fingers, and the whole body began to tremble slightly.
Xia Qingshu's face was about to burst with red, "Brother Zhiyu, you just promised!"
"It's OK between ordinary friends." Chen Zhiyu said in a calm voice, "When we were in college, several men slept in the dormitory next door, sharing one bed without any clothes on."
He glanced at Xia Qingshu and said in a deep voice, "I'm just warming your hands. It's a very common thing."
What kind of heresy is this? !
"Let me go." Xia Qingshu frowned and protested softly, "You don't keep your word."
It’s been less than two minutes since I entered the door!
Chen Zhiyu also felt the loud slapping sound of being hit on the face.
But once I hold these little hands, I can’t bear to let go.
It feels smooth and pleasant to pinch, soft as if it has no bones, fragrant and soft. A gentle rub will turn it pink. No man will let go easily.
"I didn't break my promise." Chen Zhiyu said seriously, "I just wanted to compare the size of my hand with yours."
He released their entangled fingers and pressed his hand against Xia Qingshu's.
Xia Qingshu's hands were really small, only two-thirds the size of Chen Zhiyu's palms. Chen Zhiyu could easily hold both of his small hands tightly with just a slight pull.
Xia Qingshu was weak and couldn't break free from him, so he gave up and said, "My feet are cold too, why don't you warm them up for me."
He just said it out of anger, but unexpectedly, after Chen Zhiyu heard it, his eyes lit up and he immediately squatted down. Help him take off his shoes.
Xia Qingshu: “…”
He took two steps back and hesitated.
"I, I was just kidding."
Doesn’t this person have severe mysophobia? How come he is so skilled in taking off other people’s shoes?
Chen Zhiyu pushed Xia Qingshu to sit on the bench, held his shoes, and said with a righteous spirit, "I am a very serious person. I believe whatever others say."
He raised his head and gave Xia Qingshu a meaningful look, "Especially what you said."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
"Brother Zhiyu, my feet are not cold, it's true."
He tried to pull his foot back, but it was grabbed by the other person and he couldn't move.
"Really?" Chen Zhiyu said with some regret, "I heard that people with small hands also have small feet. I want to compare them."
It sounded like he really had no evil thoughts and was just simply interested in the size of feet.
Chen Zhiyu's hand loosened, Xia Qingshu quickly stood up and ran away, "I'll go get you a glass of water."
Looking at Xia Qingshu's back, Chen Zhiyu lowered his head and smiled.
Xia Qingshu fled to the kitchen, and Fang felt that his body was not so dizzy anymore, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.
The hands that had been covered were warm, and there seemed to be a lingering scent of Chen Zhiyu's perfume on them.
The place where my ankle was pinched felt numb and tingling, and it felt better after I rubbed it with my hands.
Clearly, when Brother Zhiyu was applying medicine on him, his entire calf was rubbed, but he didn't react at all.
Now, just a light pinch on my ankle makes me... feel uncomfortable all over.
Is it because my body becomes more sensitive after pregnancy?
Xia Qingshu washed her hands with cold water, then patted her face with her cold little hands. After her breathing became steady, she came out of the kitchen with a glass of water.
"Brother Zhiyu, drink some water."
Let’s go quickly after drinking.
Chen Zhiyu took the cup of water, picked it up and took a sip. It was neither hot nor cold, just the right temperature.
Suddenly, there was a crisp "ding" sound and the phone received a message.
[Wen Sheng: Qingshu, may I have the honor to invite you to the premiere of your new movie? 】
Xia Qingshu's cell phone was placed on the table. The screen lit up and a message popped up. Chen Zhiyu saw it at a glance.
Xia Qingshu felt a little embarrassed and quickly put away his phone.
He opened his mouth, ready to explain, but the two of them weren't actually at the point where they needed to explain themselves over a text message like this.
Chen Zhiyu looked at him sadly without saying a word.
After thinking for a while, Xia Qingshu said in a low voice, "Brother Wen Sheng is starring in a new movie. He invited me to go last time when we were in Shijing Mountain, and I agreed a long time ago."
Chen Zhiyu smiled generously and said, "It's nothing, I don't care, if you want to go, go, Wen Sheng's movie is still good."
I kept comforting myself in my heart: Shi Jingshan agreed last time, before he confessed his feelings. If Wen Sheng invited Qingshu out after he confessed his feelings, Qingshu would definitely not agree to let him go out.
"Oh." Xia Qingshu replied casually and raised his head, "Brother Zhiyu, drink some water."
Chen Zhiyu brought the cup to his mouth, frowned, and put the cup down again.
His facial features were wrinkled, as if he was enduring some pain.
Xia Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. "Brother Zhiyu, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Zhiyu sighed, "Tendonitis, wrist pain."
Xia Qingshu's forehead jumped, "What should I do? Let's go to the hospital quickly."
Chen Zhiyu said calmly, "It's okay. I can bear this minor injury."
Xia Qingshu: "Then how can I help you?"
This is the sentence I've been waiting for.
Chen Zhiyu frowned and said righteously, "I want to drink some water."
I want to drink water, but my hands hurt.
Feeding water is the best option.
Xia Qingshu thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll find you a straw."
Chen Zhiyu: ...I was careless.
Xia Qingshu stood up and searched the house, but only found Qingqiu's water cup with a straw.
He thought that if Chen Zhiyu's hands really hurt and he couldn't hold the cup of water, he would consider giving him a plate so that he could just lower his head and drink the water.
But Chen Zhiyu would definitely not agree to this suggestion.
He thought about it, took the initiative to pick up the water cup, and handed it to Chen Zhiyu's mouth, "Drink it, Brother Zhiyu, I'll hold it for you."
"Thank you very much." Chen Zhiyu held the rim of the cup with his lips and drank water in small sips.
Less than a finger's distance from his lips was Qingshu's soft white fingers, which he could touch just by gently extending his tongue.
The pair of white and delicate little hands were right in front of the eyes.
Chen Zhiyu just felt his heart wavering.
What he drank was not water, but sweet honey.
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