She finished the last step and was just about to go to sleep when she heard a strange noise from the window.
Immediately afterwards, the window opened, and Xie Jingrun appeared inside.
She blinked, looking at the man's slightly damp long hair and the soft robe he was wearing, and wondered: Could this guy have taken a bath before coming here?
Xie Jingrun glanced at her and saw that she was looking right at him, his handsome face flushed slightly.
He glanced down at his clothes, not noticing anything amiss, then frowned and looked at her again. "What's wrong?"
Rong Qingqing came to her senses and coughed lightly. "It's nothing. I was just waiting for you and you didn't come. I thought you weren't coming at all."
"Are you in a hurry?" Xie Jingrun glanced at her and asked.
"Hmm?" Rong Qingqing was confused, but thinking about the purpose of asking him to come over tonight, she nodded, "It is a bit urgent."
Xie Jingrun glanced at her clothes and saw that she was wearing the same thin clothes he had seen before. His handsome face suddenly turned red. He turned his head and said awkwardly, "I will not touch you before our marriage."
Rong Qingqing: "..."
She was completely dumbfounded when she realized what he meant.
What on earth is this stinky guy thinking?
Realizing what was happening, she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him forcefully.
"You filthy scoundrel!"
Xie Jingrun easily caught the pillow she threw at him, and his handsome face darkened upon hearing her words.
Is this woman being overly shy?
The soft pillow in my arms seemed to still exude the faint fragrance of the girl.
He restrained himself and didn't bring it close to his nose to smell it.
Seeing him hugging his pillow and not moving, Rong Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little scared. Could it be that she had provoked him?
Just as I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly saw his slender fingers pick up a long hair from the pillow.
"You're losing hair."
Rong Qingqing looked at the long hair floating between his fingers, and her lips twitched slightly. "What's wrong with losing hair? Isn't that normal?"
“This is not normal.” Xie Jingrun glanced at her. “You’re only a few years old, and you’re already losing your hair. There’s probably something wrong with your health.”
Rong Qingqing's face darkened. "You're the one with a health problem." With that, she jumped off the bed, rushed over, and snatched the pillow back from his arms.
Xie Jingrun didn't take it to heart and said good-naturedly, "Another day, I'll have Physician Lin examine you and prescribe some medicine to help you recover."
Rong Qingqing: "..."
She just lost a single hair, didn't she?
Does he need to make such a fuss?
She hugged her pillow, glanced at him, and suddenly remembered something. She said defiantly, "Speaking of needing to see Physician Lin for a checkup, I think it's Lord Marquis who needs it, isn't he?"
"I'm in good health, I don't need it," Xie Jingrun said flatly.
Rong Qingqing smiled enigmatically, "Really? Then how come I remember the Marquis having kidney deficiency one day?"
Xie Jingrun: "..."
He recalled what happened on the rooftop that night, his handsome face flushed, and he turned around, saying in a somber voice, "I'm in good health. That day was an accident."
Seeing his awkward expression, Rong Qingqing suppressed a laugh and said, "It's usually people who are not in good health who keep emphasizing that they are healthy. Your Excellency should not hide your illness from medical treatment."
Xie Jingrun's forehead vein throbbed, and he abruptly turned around, glaring at her with a gloomy expression. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"
"Huh?" Rong Qingqing blinked, completely confused. "How do you prove it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Jingrun suddenly stepped forward and picked her up in his arms.
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