Chapter 89 So that's what they like.
Qiao Xing was slightly taken aback. How did he know?
But the matter was over, and she didn't want to talk about it anymore. "No, didn't we agree to move tomorrow? I just didn't want to continue living with everyone else."
Qin Ce didn't say anything more. If Qiao Xing could squeeze in a few more days, she would definitely stay until she bought a house and wouldn't want to move.
That evening, Qiao Xing didn't go back to her uncle's place, but went directly to Grandpa Qin's house.
After dinner, she mustered up the courage to ask, "Grandpa, could we stay here with you tonight?"
Grandpa Qin was taken aback for a moment, then asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your uncles?"
Qiao Xing shook her head. "No, they're just moving tomorrow, so let's not bother them."
This explanation was clearly untenable. Since she didn't want to talk about it, Grandpa Qin didn't ask any further and said, "Okay, of course, Grandpa's house is your house too. You can stay whenever you want. Xiao Ce's house has always been reserved for you."
The old man was a shrewd fellow. Even though there were two empty rooms in the house, he insisted that one of them was reserved for them, just to see how the two would react.
The good news is that neither of them reacted much, which suggests that they usually live together.
Thinking of this, the old man smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that his wish to hold his great-grandson was not far away.
He knew his grandson well; as long as Qiao Xing's character was sound, there was no way this kid could withstand him.
How can someone who has never been in love resist the allure and wonder of love? It all depends on whether they're perceptive or not.
However, judging from his sulking reaction a couple of days ago, this kid probably doesn't know that he's now interested in Qiao Xing, right?
He probably still thinks he's sick.
The more the old man thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh, and finally he couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Qin Ce felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the old man's malicious smile.
The old man realized he had gotten carried away. He stopped laughing, glared at Qin Ce, and said, "What are you looking at? Go back to sleep! Aren't we moving tomorrow?"
Qin Ce twitched the corner of his mouth, got up, and went back to his bedroom.
After tidying up the kitchen, Qiao Xing returned to the bedroom. It was her first time entering Qin Ce's bedroom.
Although the room hadn't been lived in much, it was very well preserved, and many of the items were from Qin Ce's childhood.
The spot by the window didn't have a window; instead, there was a row of bookshelves filled with books and figurines. The walls were also covered with... exam papers?
This was the first time Qiao Xing had ever seen someone post exam papers on a wall.
Curious, she walked over and took a look at the papers, only to find that they were all from junior high and high school.
"Wait... Qin Ce, didn't you leave when you were eight? Why is this test paper from junior or senior high school?"
Qin Ce was making the bed and didn't even look up when he heard her words. "I made this for fun when I was little."
"...??"
Qiao Xing turned around and looked at him in surprise. He still looked calm, as if he were talking about something very easy and ordinary.
She looked at the papers again carefully. There were very few mistakes, and on average, she could get 70 or 80 points out of 120.
This is a test paper he did when he was eight years old! He's probably in third or fourth grade at most.
You know, when she was in third grade, she only scored in the eighties on her tests...
It's true what they say, comparisons are odious; no wonder he got a job at S&C.
"All done, let's go to sleep," Qin Ce said, then asked, "Are you going to take a shower?"
"Huh?" Qiao Xing was still engrossed in the test paper and didn't realize what he was saying.
Qin Ce said, "Are you taking a shower? I don't have any of your clothes here. Do you want to go back and get some?"
"I... I'm not going to wash it, okay?"
Although she said that, Qin Ce could tell that she wanted to take a shower, so he said, "I'll go get it for you."
Qiao Xing wanted to say no, but then she remembered that this was his room, and she had been wearing these clothes all day, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to lie on his bed.
He was afraid his aunt would say something to him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, so he gave the money to his aunt, just like when he borrowed the car last time.
She grabbed Qin Ce's arm. "Why don't you not go? Just find me any clothes. Your clothes are too big; they'll look like a dress on me."
Qin Ce stared at her for a while, then agreed, "Okay."
He opened the wardrobe, picked and chose a white shirt for her.
Qiao Xing took the shirt and went to the restroom. She quickly washed up and changed into Qin Ce's shirt.
The shirt was indeed very large; it almost reached her knees when she wore it.
She went back to the bedroom, raised her hand, and showed it to Qin Ce, "Look, isn't it just like a dress?"
Qin Ce stared at her shirt, from her loose neckline to her long, white, and straight legs, and his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously.
She also wears shirts to work, but it gives off a completely different vibe.
He even felt that Qiao Xing was deliberately seducing him.
Qin Ce stood up and walked out. "You go to sleep first, I'm going to take a shower."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out, and then... he never came back.
Qin Ce took three cold showers in the bathroom before he could suppress the wicked thoughts in his mind.
He gripped the edge of the sink, staring at himself in the mirror, water still dripping from his hair, trickling into the sink.
Even though I washed it three times, strange thoughts still kept popping into my head.
For example, we could rush in now and take care of Qiao Xing.
He has always had strong self-control, but now he is beginning to doubt that his self-control is crumbling little by little.
He didn't like this feeling, this feeling of not being able to control himself.
He enjoys challenges. When he first shared a bed with Qiao Xing, he was testing his self-control.
He had seen several of Qiao Xing's pajamas before, but this time, it was just an ordinary shirt, and he almost lost control.
It was as if he was possessed, and he almost destroyed the self-control he had built up over the years!
It must be a problem with the clothes.
Han Yan once said that everyone has their own quirks, which are quirks that others cannot understand but that they cannot control.
Thinking of this, Qin Ce grabbed his clothes, put them on, and left Grandpa Qin's house.
He called Yang Han out, but Yang Han didn't dare to come. After thinking for a moment, he called Jiang Wang out instead.
Upon seeing that it was Qin Ce who had summoned him, Jiang Wang abandoned his younger sister in his arms and drove his Ferrari straight to the club.
He rushed to the club, and upon hearing that Qin Ce wanted to pick up some girls, he naturally felt obligated to help.
And according to their own preferences, they selected a bunch of pretty internet celebrity faces.
Qin Ce didn't care what he ordered; he only had one request: all the women had to wear white shirts, and they had to be men's shirts.
"Brother Ce, so this is your type?"
Qin Ce glanced at him. "What's your taste?"
Jiang Wang chuckled, "I like a lot of things, but my favorite is still catgirls."
Qin Ce's eyelids twitched; it was something he had never heard of before.
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