Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Qin Du pressed Liu Jingheng's shoulder with one hand...
Qin Du held Liu Jingheng's shoulder with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Biting the newborn killer, he tore the seal with one hand—
"What is this?" A curious question suddenly came from below.
Qin Du's gaze froze as he read slowly.
Liu Jingheng was staring at the condom in his hand, examining it carefully, and her usual silly look returned to her.
Although it still has nothing to do with "rationality", at least it looks stupid and primitive.
Qin Du put his five fingers together to cover the condom.
By the way, the boss said that if you accidentally eat red onion porcini, you will regain consciousness in about half an hour.
Liu Jingheng was so quiet that it was hard to notice when she woke up.
"What is this?" he asked again.
Qin Du stepped over him, sat down on the edge of the bed, and threw the condom into the trash can.
"Nothing, just a balloon from the boss."
"Give it to me, I'll take it back for Penny to play with."
"Is there anything else in your mouth besides Penny?"
"Yes," Liu Jingheng confirmed. "And Fangkuai, Qiuqiu, Uncle Li, Grandpa Qin, Cheng Yunqing..."
He counted carefully on his fingers.
Qin Du listened carefully one by one, and when he heard the end, the heavy rain that had not fallen finally poured down in his heart.
Even the gardener who trimmed the Qin family's courtyard was taken care of, but the words "Qin Du" were missing.
He glared at Liu Jingheng for a long time, then sneered.
Liu Jingheng smiled kindly:?
He still hadn't figured out what had just happened, he only remembered that countless Pennys were posing and talking in front of him.
His consciousness slowly returned, and he saw Qin Du lying on top of him, deep in thought while holding the balloon given by his boss.
Liu Jingheng rubbed the corners of her mouth and frowned.
Painful, numb, hot and wet.
But this man didn't like internal friction, pointing out the window:
"The barbecue is almost burnt. Can I still eat it?"
Qin Du's back tensed up a little bit. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if helpless and relieved, and raised his hand to say "please".
Liu Jingheng went happily to look for food, leaving Qin Du sitting in the dim room and continuing to ponder.
His thighs were slightly spread apart, the dangerous area in the middle was so swollen that he couldn't close his legs completely.
He slowly lowered his head, kneading his eyebrows lightly with his fingers, a tired and annoyed look on his face.
The happy barking of puppies could be heard from the yard as they got their beloved meaty bones.
Qin Du stood up, opened the bathroom door and closed it.
*
The next morning.
Liu Jingheng was full of energy and rarely looked so radiant.
In sharp contrast to this was Qin Du, who had a cold and serious expression in the cab.
He had this expression since Liu Jingheng woke up and saw him for the first time.
Liu Jingheng leaned against the car window. The Great Rift Valley of East Africa separated her from Qin Du.
The villain in the original text is so moody. It would be fine if he was given a quick death, but Liu Jingheng felt that it would not be acceptable if he was kept alive and tortured slowly without being killed.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the slow-witted Liu Jingheng was still asking:
"Should we go back?"
"No." Qin Du drove the car without even looking at him.
All I could think about was the image of myself alone in the bathroom facing the pouring rain last night.
Liu Jingheng felt comfortable. She ate and drank as usual and didn't worry about anything.
Liu Jingheng actually put it aside for a while. He wanted to ask where they were going, but when he saw Qin Du's indifferent profile, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
In silence, the car crossed the sky and sea and drove towards another mountain.
…
Standing at the entrance of the zoo, Qin Du's face became even more tense, with a hint of blue between his brows.
Then she nervously bought a package for two people, and under Liu Jingheng's curious gaze, she nervously bought him a wolf ear hairpin.
It was the first time that Liu Jingheng saw this novel gadget. After putting it on, she didn't know how to use it. Every time she passed by a glass window, she would stop to take a picture and pose to look beautiful.
When he looked up, Qin Du was standing not far away, looking at him coldly.
Then he stretched out his hand to him and said arrogantly:
"Hold it."
Liu Jingheng didn't want to hold the villain's hand and go to hell together. He wanted to go alone and quietly, so he didn't move.
Qin Du was not a puppet to be manipulated by him. He strode back, grabbed Liu Jingheng's hand and held it tightly in his palm.
Liu Jingheng half an hour later.
This price, I love it~
For the first time, he saw otters, which he had only seen online.
The fish meat was placed at the back of Liu Jingheng's palm through a transparent water pipe. The little otter saw the food and swam over desperately. It stretched its wet little hand out of the water pipe and groped in Liu Jingheng's palm, trying to find its beloved fish meat.
Liu Jingheng couldn't help but squint.
The wet and soft little paws would dig in his palms, and after getting the fish, they would conscientiously turn around to express their gratitude.
Liu Jingheng's eyes followed the little otter as it swam back and forth:
"cute."
He then asked Qin Du on the side:
"This, can I keep it?"
"Even if I can raise him, what do you want?" Qin Du thought to himself that his little thoughts shouldn't be too obvious, as they were written all over his face.
Liu Jingheng blinked: "Just asking, nothing else."
At this time, the otter keeper came. The little guys were like seeing their real mother. They glided underwater and gathered in front of the keeper, stretching out their little hands for a hug.
Liu Jingheng's toes hidden in her shoes curled up involuntarily.
Cute, adorable.
After leaving the aquarium, he kept asking Qin Du:
"Can otters be raised? Are they easy to raise? What should I feed them?"
Along the way, he seemed to have asked all the questions in his life:
"Can a Capybara be kept? Can a raccoon be kept? Can a seal be kept? I think a koala should be kept."
Qin Du could no longer bear it:
"You should first raise yourself well."
Liu Jingheng fell silent. He wanted to retort that he had taken good care of himself and was able to eat, drink and sleep, but he didn't want to argue with the villain. What if he was forced into a corner and executed him on the spot? He hadn't even gone to the reptile house yet.
Seeing the sudden silence, Qin Du tightened his hands in his trouser pockets and frowned.
Do you like it so much?
By the time the sun set and the gold melted, Qin Du had already finished the impromptu online meeting on a bench in the corner. Liu Jingheng had no intention of leaving and was still trying to conduct cross-species communication with the golden python.
Sooner or later, the college counselor sent a group message to inform everyone to complete the thesis as soon as possible. Only then did Liu Jingheng remember his difficult problem that had no solution.
The two-day happy vacation, which was neither long nor short, came to an end with the sunset.
The car passed through the mountains and seas, and was coated with a layer of light orange-red gilt.
Qin Du was driving, seeming a little absent-minded.
While waiting for the red light, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel twice and said calmly:
"Where are you going?"
Liu Jingheng pondered for a moment and said, "Cheng Yunqing's house. I have to go back and write my thesis."
"Yeah." It was a simple response, and it was impossible to tell whether the emotion was good or bad.
While waiting for the red light, Liu Jingheng looked outside and saw a mother with her child. Liu Jingheng's mind turned and she realized that it was right.
Now, I am also Qin Du's mother, and I actually forgot such an important thing.
"Kid." Liu Jingheng suddenly straightened up and looked at Qin Du, with the serious look of an elder, "You must be tired."
Qin Du glanced at him and ignored him.
"You've worked hard all day. As a reward, Mom will make you a sumptuous meal." Liu Jingheng said.
Qin Du: "You know a lot, and you can even be a mother."
He said this, but for some reason he was thinking, after he sent Liu Jingheng to Cheng Yunqing's house, he stopped the car, turned off the engine, and followed her upstairs.
Cheng Yunqing went to a class reunion and was not at home.
As soon as Liu Jingheng entered the room, Penny and Cube rushed over like crazy, screaming in a wronged and miserable voice.
Qin Du remained silent, looking at the "love nest" of Liu Jingheng and Cheng Yunqing.
Seeing a photo of Liu Jingheng and Cheng Yunqing taken at some unknown time on the coffee table, he walked over and took the photo frame down without leaving a trace.
The unpleasant smile finally disappeared. Qin Du raised the corner of his lips.
Liu Jingheng asked Qin Du to wait in the living room and volunteered to go into the kitchen.
Then he stood there and turned on standby mode.
What should I do if he only knows how to cook instant noodles?
Before transmigrating into the book, after leaving the orphanage, Liu Jingheng relied on the noodles to survive. Sometimes they were not even cooked, so she just chewed and swallowed them.
He scratched his neck and looked around but couldn't find any noodles.
So I searched online: [What foods do children like to eat]
There are many answers, such as fruit mixed with yogurt, strangely shaped animal buns, and smiley face potato cakes, etc.
Liu Jingheng smiled knowingly: No problem, the tutorial is very detailed, and it clearly states how much water to add.
He looked at his phone—
Eh? The battery is out and the phone is turned off.
Liu Jingheng smiled knowingly ×2: No problem, confident people enjoy the world first.
Qin Du sat on the sofa. Penny brought a small ball and placed it at his feet, shaking her butt and wagging her tail.
Qin Du picked up the ball, looked into Penny's bright black eyes, and chuckled:
"It turns out that pets become more and more like their owners. This is the truth."
Qin Du threw the ball, and Penny slid close to the ground and took a leap of faith, then picked it up and wagged her tail.
Qin Du's gaze frequently turned towards the kitchen.
No one knew what great scientific research Liu Jingheng was doing in there. It was like building an aircraft carrier. He even heard the sound of a chainsaw.
Qin Du smiled. Judging from the situation, he was in for a treat tonight.
After nearly an hour of careful preparation, the kitchen door opened, and Penny, holding her beloved little ball in her mouth, greeted her owner's scientific research results.
Qin Du, who was still holding out hope, was silent for a long time after seeing the two lonely plates on the table.
Liu Jingheng wiped the sweat from her forehead expressionlessly and sighed:
"call--"
"What are you talking about?" Qin Du interrupted his pretense, "I spent an hour making this."
It's not that he was nitpicking, but Liu Jingheng was indeed too much. Even Penny sniffed it twice and turned away.
Liu Jingheng nodded and gave herself a thumbs up.
He had tried very hard as he only knew how to cook instant noodles. If he hadn't wanted to cooperate with Qin Du's bad taste, he would have been lying leisurely now. In the end, all he worked so hard for was just a sentence "I just made this".
Liu Jingheng stood in a dark corner, wanting to be angry but not daring to, for fear that the villain would not only not give him a quick death but would also torture him.
Qin Du raised his eyes and saw Liu Jingheng in a dark corner, pursing her lips tightly, with a look of melancholy that looked like water dripping out of her face.
Qin Du was silent for a moment, cleared his throat, and spoke in a slower tone, pointing to one of the plates and asking:
"Could you please tell me the name of this delicacy?"
Liu Jingheng slowly took a step forward, her tone firm:
"Yogurt with fruit."
Qin Du: ...
He tilted his head and carefully observed the unknown substance from all angles.
I mean, there is fruit on the plate.
These things are big and small, fat and thin, and some have even lost the support of their cell walls. He thought that Liu Jingheng had spitted some snot in them, but now it seems that they are grapes.
"Yogurt mixed with fruit, where's the yogurt?" he asked.
Liu Jingheng slowly took out a box of yogurt from her pocket and carefully placed it next to the fruit plate:
"Here..."
I was so busy with the fruit that I forgot about the yogurt.
He added: "It's the same if you stir it in your mouth."
Qin Du: "..."
He pointed to another plate of unknown substance and said, "This one."
"Smiley face hash browns," Liu Jingheng said. For this dish, he'd used all his skills, using a knife to carve a smiley face into the potato slices.
Although there are a few that have deviated from the concept of "smiley face".
"I see." Qin Du picked up the plate and looked at it casually, "I thought you got the rights to the horror movie collaboration."
Look at these little round faces with different expressions, Sadako, Kayako, Chu Renmei, and one of them looks quite like Anthony Wong.
They are called potato cakes, but in fact they are just potato slices dipped in hot oil and then squeezed with some unknown ketchup.
"It's delicious." Liu Jingheng argued and rubbed her hands nervously.
Seeing him rubbing his hands nervously, Qin Du sighed inwardly, picked up the "Anthony Wong" and took a bite.
Anthony Wong, who was covered in oil, screamed miserably after being bitten.
Liu Jingheng couldn't help but stretch her neck forward and stare at Qin Du's chewing lips.
If Qin Du said it wasn't tasty, then she was clearly not a qualified mother. Then she would have to pay him back the plummeting stock price, including principal and interest. How much? Trillions? Tens of millions?
Liu Jingheng swallowed nervously.
Qin Du chewed the oily potato chips slowly, his sharp brows slightly furrowed.
No bones, no cooked.
He chewed some half-cooked potato chips, raised his eyebrows, and his gaze passed through the air and fell on Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng unconsciously leaned forward 60 degrees. Now, let alone asking him to pay hundreds of millions, he couldn't even come up with a few hundred yuan.
Because he didn't know the original owner's bank card password, even if he knew it, the prize money he won from previous competitions had already been deducted from various loans.
He saw Qin Du take a bite of the potato cake, chew and taste it, and then put down his chopsticks immediately.
Liu Jingheng's eyes became unfocused.
He didn't know whether it tasted good or not, since he hadn't tasted it anyway.
"Liu Jingheng." Qin Du put down his chopsticks and straightened them. His voice was indifferent and no emotion could be heard.
"I'm here." He responded quickly.
Qin Du seemed to be deliberately keeping the secret, stroking his knees lightly with his fingers, and his eyes swept over each ghost-face potato pancake in turn.
Liu Jingheng's heart felt like potato chips that had fallen into a frying pan half an hour ago.
"Do you usually eat this kind of food?" Qin Du asked.
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a moment and nodded.
He doesn't have much of an appetite. Most of the time, his only requirement for three meals a day is to be able to eat them. Whether they taste good or not is not something he should consider. That is how rich people view the world.
But his shoulders still slumped.
Suddenly, Qin Du in front of him stretched out his hand to him.
Liu Jingheng stepped back, suspecting that Qin Du was going to drag him over and beat him up.
Although Liu Jingheng took two steps back, Qin Du had long arms and legs, so he stretched out his hand slightly, grabbed Liu Jingheng's wrist and pulled her over.
Liu Jingheng curled her fingers tightly, but gradually relaxed her joints under Qin Du's gentle touch.
His wrist was thin and weak, with protruding bones, and it felt a little uncomfortable to touch.
Qin Du stared at his wrist for a long time, then said softly:
"That's why you're so thin."
The cool thumb gently stroked the protruding bone on one side of the wrist, and the palm gently supported the weak fingers.
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Yes."
A few minutes of silence passed, and Liu Jingheng suddenly clenched her fingers. Her brows, which had always been expressionless, slowly relaxed, and a hint of astonishment appeared in her eyes.
Can he understand this sentence as the other party caring about him?
Qin Du let out a soft sigh, let go of Liu Jingheng's hand, stood up, and went straight into the kitchen.
Liu Jingheng grabbed her own hand, and there was still a faint warmth left in the place that was touched.
I feel a little strange, I can't explain it clearly.
After standing there stupidly for a long time, Penny couldn't stand it anymore, so she bit his trouser leg and dragged him to the kitchen.
In front of him, Qin Du picked up the apron and shook it neatly. The apron that was originally wrinkled by Liu Jingheng instantly became as straight as if it had been ironed. Qin Du tied it around his waist and put his hands behind his back to skillfully tie a beautiful knot.
He picked up the knife, picked up a half-cut potato, and with a "squeak" sound, the potato was cut into thin and even slices.
Then sprinkle black pepper and starch, crush them with a spoon, and Qin Du began to knead the dough.
Liu Jingheng held onto the door frame, her gaze fixed.
This scene is really pleasing to the eye.
Unlike himself, who was flustered and flustered, Qin Du was calm in everything he did. Even the way he kneaded the dough looked like a classic shot in an art film that had been repeatedly studied and polished.
Under the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a muscular forearm was revealed, the surface covered with winding blue veins, which rose and fell repeatedly with the kneading and pressing movements.
Liu Jingheng was stunned. This plot development was truly unexpected. He had assumed that a villain like him, born at the pinnacle of life, would spend his days intoxicated and dreaming, waiting for the chefs from Sichuan, Shandong, Huaibei, and Guangdong to prepare the finest delicacies for him. So-called "Yangchun water" was a blasphemy to his carefully maintained skin.
But he can make hash browns.
As the evenly thick mashed potato dough enters the frying pan, the aroma spreads.
Liu Jingheng couldn't help but take a deep breath. It smelled so good.
Cheng Yunqing doesn't cook much on a daily basis. At most, she would prepare in advance when she knew Liu Jingheng was coming, so there weren't many things she could use in the kitchen.
Qin Du searched for a long time but couldn't find a piping bag, so he could only find a clean plastic bag, pour in ketchup, shake it evenly, and then cut a tiny hole at the top. The squeezed out sauce was as thin as a red line, and he drew eyes, nose, and lips on the potato cakes one stroke at a time.
The potato cakes were placed on a delicate small plate and handed to Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng held the small plate and looked at the face on the potato pancake for a while:
"Me?"
Qin Du said nothing and looked at Liu Jingheng with an expression that said "you're smart".
Liu Jingheng turned around with the small plate in her hands, and her eyes gradually brightened.
This face drawn with ketchup is as dull and wooden as he is, yet very lifelike.
Penny circled around his feet twice, then suddenly stood up, hugged his legs and wagged her tail.
Liu Jingheng squatted down with the plate in her hand and said to Penny:
"Look, it's Jingheng potato pancakes."
Penny looked at the hash browns, then at Liu Jingheng, and exclaimed happily.
Liu Jingheng was a little hesitant while holding the plate.
He wanted to eat it, but couldn't bear to. This was the first time in his life that someone had painted his portrait, and it was such a good one.
"Don't you want to eat?" Qin Du asked him.
Liu Jingheng shook her head: "It's so beautifully cooked, I can't bear to eat it."
Without further ado, Qin Du picked up the Jingheng potato pancake and stuffed it into his mouth:
“Food is for eating.”
Liu Jingheng just stared blankly at the potato pancake, not daring to use force with her teeth.
Qin Du poked the potato cake into his mouth again, his tone relaxed but firm:
"Eat it, no big deal, I'll make it for you often in the future."
Liu Jingheng bit into the potato pancake and thought about what Qin Du had just said.
After a while, he asked:
"Including fruit and yogurt?"
Qin Du: "...Yeah."
Liu Jingheng: "Including animal buns?"
Qin Du: "...Yeah."
Liu Jingheng: "Including purple sweet potato sesame balls, cheese banana pie, strawberry snowman, butter cookies, and fruit daifuku?"
Qin Du looked at him for a long time and sneered:
"So you were just pretending to have a bad memory."
Liu Jingheng tilted her head in confusion.
Qin Du untied his apron and hung it up: "Nothing."
He looked at the time. It was ten o'clock.
"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Qin Du picked up the car keys and walked to the door.
Liu Jingheng nodded while chewing on potato cakes.
Qin Du stood at the door for a while, and raised his voice a little:
"I said, I want to go back."
Liu Jingheng nodded again and again.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Qin Du, who was always decisive, lingered at the entrance for a long time.
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment:
"Be careful on the road and don't get into any traffic accidents."
Qin Du blinked. How funny! Why would he have such unrealistic expectations of Liu Jingheng?
"Let's go." He finally said, reaching for the door handle.
"Crash--" the door in front of him suddenly opened and bounced over.
Qin Du took a step back, and a young man with an anxious face came in from outside the door:
"Liu Jingheng, come back...why are you here?"
The expectant tone came to an abrupt end, turning into ice in the deep Antarctic sea.
Qin Du said indifferently:
"I don't seem to be restricted in my personal freedom."
Cheng Yunqing swallowed his saliva, stiffened his neck, and had an expression as cold as ice:
"Really? Goodbye."
Qin Du stepped out of the door: "Okay, thank you for the hospitality."
Then, Cheng Yunqing raised his voice in the back:
"Liu Jingheng, this is my home, don't let anyone in here."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
Qin Du paused, and after making sure the two were no longer talking, he turned around as if he had suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Liu Jingheng."
As soon as Liu Jingheng's name came out of his mouth, Cheng Yunqing immediately stood in front of Liu Jingheng, causing Liu Jingheng to only poke her head out from behind him and ask silently.
Qin Du's voice was calm and without any emotion because of Cheng Yunqing's words "put everyone at home". He just said in a normal tone:
"My friend just sent me a message. He said he's in the otter breeding business and wants to give me one. I want one."
When Liu Jingheng heard this, a reflex arc entered her brain at the speed of light:
"Yes, yes, yes."
Qin Du thought for a moment and said:
"I don't really like animals, and raising an uncommon pet like this is troublesome. Since no one is looking after it, I have no choice but to turn my friend down."
Liu Jingheng came out from behind Cheng Yunqing and quickly jumped to Qin Du's side, her face serious.
"Someone is taking care of it, yes."
Qin Du looked at him, seemingly puzzled:
"Could it be you? This hut doesn't look like it could be used as a large pool."
"Your family can do it." Liu Jingheng couldn't help but grab Qin Du's sleeve, "Don't refuse your friend."
"Liu Jingheng!" A cold shout suddenly came from behind.
Liu Jingheng has been slow for a long time. Most of the time, he cannot perceive other people's emotional changes. This is the first time he spoke so quickly:
"No, I have to rush to the Qin family. No one will take care of Nuomi without me."
Qin Du: "Who is Nuomi?"
Liu Jingheng picked up Penny and Cube and said, "It's an otter."
Before he even started thinking about his fate, he had already thought of a name.
The human-machine code was in disarray, and began to urge Qin Du:
"Let's go."
Qin Du's gaze passed over Cheng Yunqing for a moment:
"Okay, don't worry, I'll drive fast."
After saying that, the two of them walked out the door together.
"Liu Jingheng." Cheng Yunqing chased out and grabbed Liu Jingheng's wrist, "Don't leave."
The arrogant young man had deep fear in his eyes and his tone was full of pleading that could not be concealed.
"No." This was the first time Liu Jingheng didn't use a formula. "Nuomi can't live without me."
"He's just trying to trick you!" Cheng Yunqing clenched her fingers tightly and used all her strength to drag Liu Jingheng back. "Otters are a Class II protected species and are banned in China. How could he disregard the law and get you an otter? Are you crazy?!"
Liu Jingheng was stunned for a moment, and her shoulders, which were originally tense due to anxiety, slowly relaxed.
Qin Du looked down at the two of them with his height advantage. After a long moment, he sneered.
He took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and showed it to Liu Jingheng.
"You don't need to worry about this. In other words, you should first understand the concepts of wild animals and legal breeding." Qin Du clicked on the video in the dialog box.
In the clear artificial pool, several baby otters show off their elegant figures in the water like little rockets.
Below is the message from the other side:
[Mr. Qin, these are two-month-old otter babies. Take a look and see which one you like. I'll keep it for you.]
Liu Jingheng opened her eyes wide and pointed at the little otter playing with the shower head:
“I like this.”
Qin Du said "OK" and sent a message to the other party:
[Thank you for holding the shower head.]
"Let's go quickly." Liu Jingheng was holding Cube in one hand and Penny in the other, bringing her family with her.
Qin Du raised his eyebrows and turned to Cheng Yunqing and said:
"We're leaving, lock the door."
Cheng Yunqing's eyes lost focus and he murmured:
"Liu Jingheng, are you really leaving?"
Liu Jingheng didn't hear it and had already rushed to the elevator entrance.
Qin Du, on the other hand, carefully helped him close the door:
"By the way, if Liu Jingheng has left any daily necessities here, please just throw them away and I will buy him new ones."
The moment the words fell, the door slammed shut.
Cheng Yunqing stared at the gray-blue door in a daze. The door seemed to have come to life, twisting and squirming before his eyes.
He raised his hand and clutched his collar tightly, his breathing rapid, his face pale as paper, and the whole world seemed to be screaming and cursing in his ears.
Cheng Yunqing trembled and covered his ears with his hands, his bloodshot eyes staring at the closed door.
*
The car turned into the small road in front of the Qin family mansion, and Liu Jingheng's super long reflex arc finally connected to the nerve endings.
He left Cheng Yunqing so gracefully, and then how to get the upper hand over the water?
But that wasn't his focus at the moment.
"When will Nuomi get home?" he asked Qin Du, forgetting that the other party was the ultimate villain who could kill him at any time.
Qin Du drove the car and said:
"Not so fast."
Pull the person to your side first.
Wild otters are a Class II protected species in China, and their sale and breeding is strictly prohibited. However, captive breeding is another matter. However, raising otters in China is a complex and cumbersome process, and Qin Du hadn't lied to him; it wasn't that quick.
But he underestimated Liu Jingheng's extraordinary understanding.
As soon as the two of them got home, Uncle Li started shouting unusually as usual:
"Let's be quiet—"
Qin Du raised his hand to interrupt him, then said to Liu Jingheng:
"You go upstairs first."
Liu Jingheng obediently carried Penny and Cube upstairs.
"Boss Qin." Uncle Li came over with a smile, "I thought Jingjing wouldn't come."
Qin Du did not respond to him, but said:
"Which of the chefs at home can make snacks and desserts?"
"Boss Qin, my family doesn't eat snacks, so when we were recruiting, we said proficiency in one cuisine would suffice." Uncle Li suddenly realized, "Boss Qin, tomorrow I'll hire a famous chef who's an expert in snack making."
Qin Du nodded: "Well, you can arrange it."
The moment he turned to go upstairs, Uncle Li called him again:
"Boss Qin, it's not Jingjing who's clamoring for snacks that you..."
Qin Du paused for a moment, then slowly turned around:
"Is he the only one in the world who deserves to eat snacks?"
Uncle Li smiled obscenely and meanly:
"Understood. Mr. Qin, go to bed early."
Qin Du's pace as he went up the stairs changed from steady and leisurely to slow and hesitant.
After climbing the last step, he stood at the top of the stairs without moving.
Isn't it obvious? Why did Uncle Li say that everything he did was for Liu Jingheng?
After pondering for a moment, he felt lucky that Liu Jingheng would definitely not notice it, so he returned to a relaxed and calm pace.
Qin Du entered the room, opened the closet, took out his pajamas, and walked towards the bathroom while loosening his collar.
As soon as I opened the door, my fingers trembled violently.
In an inconspicuous corner of the bathroom, Liu Jingheng was curled up in a ball, holding the sleepy Penny in his arms. His big eyes were wide open like bells, and he looked energetic.
Qin Du frowned and didn't move forward.
"What are you doing squatting there?"
Liu Jingheng's eyes were fixed, she didn't move:
"I'm waiting for Nuomi. I want to see it first."
Qin Du raised his hand, ran his five fingers through his hair and pulled it back, sighing helplessly:
"I told you, not so fast."
"I know." Liu Jingheng responded, her body still unmoved. "So I'm afraid you'll find me annoying, so I try to stay in a corner where I won't be a nuisance to you."
Qin Du lost his patience, strode over, grabbed the back of his collar, picked up both the man and the dog, and threw them out.
Closing the door, Qin Du scoffed. Do you really like small animals that much?
After taking a shower, Qin Du blew his hair, applied some moisturizing lotion for skin care, and then stared at himself in the mirror.
Speaking of which, judging from his face alone, does he look 31 years old? As Uncle Li said, if he only wears formal clothes on weekdays, wouldn't he look a bit old-fashioned?
Compared with Cheng Yunqing's young face full of collagen, she seems a little older.
It is said that men do not look old, but compared with Liu Jingheng and Cheng Yunqing who are in their prime, he is obviously tired.
Qin Du pondered for a long time, opened the smart mirror cabinet, rummaged through it for a long time, took out a box of facial mask, and weighed it in his hand.
This was given to him by Qin Chuyao. He said, "Although your uncle has a good foundation, as he gets older, his collagen is lost, and he is still different from young people." He asked him to try this mask and said it could lock in collagen.
Qin Du glanced at the ingredient list, sneered, and threw the mask into the trash can.
The outside of human skin is covered with sebum membrane and stratum corneum. The large molecules in the mask cannot pass through the cortex and cannot be absorbed by the skin at all.
Qin Du put on his yukata and turned to leave.
As he reached the door, he stopped.
After a long time, he slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the trash can.
…
Qin Du came out wearing a facial mask.
Although large molecules cannot be directly absorbed by the skin, they still have the effect of temporary hydration.
Qin Du smoothed the essence on his hands from applying the mask, walked to the bed and sat down, just as he was about to lie down——
"Hmm." A faint sound suddenly came from under the bed.
He lowered his head and lifted the bed sheet——
Qin Du: ...
"What are you doing under the bed?" He said to Liu Jingheng, who was lying under the bed holding Penny and looking drowsy.
After realizing it too late, I tore off the mask and threw it into the trash can.
Liu Jingheng's eyes were almost closed due to sleepiness, but she still insisted on answering:
"I want to see Nuomi as soon as possible..."
"You don't understand Chinese, right? I've told you several times that the procedure for raising otters is not that fast." Qin Du showed all his emotions hidden under his reserved and noble appearance when facing Liu Jingheng, without holding back at all.
Liu Jingheng crawled out from under the bed:
"Not that fast. It means that although it can't reach the speed of light, it can have a peak encounter with the Harmony, right?"
Qin Du didn't want to answer this ignorant question. He stretched out three fingers and said coldly without any prelude:
"Three, two—"
The ending sound was dragged out for a very long time, but the "one" after "two" was still not finished.
Liu Jingheng waited for a long time and then took the initiative to extend her index finger:
"After two comes one, did you forget?"
"Liu Jingheng." Qin Du almost squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.
"I am here."
Qin Du slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that he had lost all his strength and means. He lowered his head, and his freshly dried hair was fluffy and smooth, half hanging down to cover his eyes.
After being silent for nearly a century, Qin Du stood up and walked out:
"Stay here if you like, I'm leaving."
"Bang!" The door slammed shut.
Liu Jingheng hugged Penny tightly, her beautiful eyebrows were drawn together, with soft ripples on them.
From this point of view, the villain is not that bad. It can even be said that he is quite understanding.
He really liked Qin Du's room. It faced south and was spacious and airy. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the Qin family garden. One could smell the rich fragrance while sitting in the room.
However, wouldn’t it be a bit too generous of Qin Du to just give it to him like this?
Liu Jingheng climbed onto the bed holding Penny and pulled the quilt over her.
Qin Du's quilt had a smell similar to his own. Liu Jingheng couldn't quite describe it, but it felt like a mixture of cedar and grapes, mixed with ginger and sandalwood.
Liu Jingheng slowly closed her eyes, peacefully.
Sniffing the scent on the quilt, the following picture emerged in my mind:
In the wilderness far away from the city, a bright silver hook hangs in the sky and everything is silent, as if at this moment, all the people in the world are sleeping peacefully.
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