As if to prove that she was indeed a pervert, Gou An was shocked by He Jinxing's lines which were exactly the same as the pervert in her dream. For a moment, she wanted to grab him and ask him if he had also dreamed of something strange.

"What are you thinking about?"

A hoarse voice sounded in his ears. He did not allow her to be distracted at this time, so he raised his hand and pinched the tip of her nose.

When she was forced to come back to her senses and looked at him with her wet eyes, the false smile disappeared from his posture of looking down at her. His wet hair fell down, making him look unusually docile, without the arrogance of being in a high position...

At least that's the case for this second.

Gou An breathed a sigh of relief. He probably didn't dream of something so strange, because after a good night's sleep, his friendliness level had passed the test, and this person's attitude was obviously much better.

It was completely different from the way she had completely let herself go in the bathroom last night.

After a brief eye contact, his soft lips fell on her cheek and bit her earlobe. Her breathing became heavier in her ear. Gou An felt her arms being pulled up by him and wrapped around his neck.

At this time, He Jinxing became very clingy.

Those viewers who were watching the news in front of the TV would never have thought that this man would stop halfway and then complain softly because she didn't hug him, until her palms touched his wet hair and gently stroked the short hair on the back of his head.

He would make an incredibly satisfying "purring" sound from deep in his throat like a big cat, and then lick her chin with the tip of his tongue until the tip of her nose, chin and ear tips all turned a beautiful color...

When we were done, the sky outside the window was finally bright.

Gou An was almost soaked from head to toe, just like a starving ghost who had been hungry for most of his life and almost ate himself to death after a big meal. She huddled in the corner and didn't want him to touch even a strand of her hair again.

The spare bed sheets in the room that Mr. He had personally changed last night were no longer presentable, but she didn't care and just kept getting into the quilt.

"bath."

The man reached out his hand, dug her out of the quilt, brushed aside her wet hair that was stuck to her forehead, and admired her drunken and satisfied look for a while.

"You'll catch a cold."

She frowned and shook off his hand very uncooperatively.

During this time, I accidentally bumped into his eyes. In this violent atmosphere of one person coaxing and the other being impatient, the room miraculously became quiet quickly.

He stared into her eyes, and those pupils that were usually deep and bottomless were actually tinged with a lingering atmosphere——

This was Gou An’s first illusion.

The second illusion appeared almost at the same time. For example, for a second, Gou An thought they were about to kiss.

His heartbeat accelerated silently, and he clenched his hands under the quilt. Gou An also felt it was ridiculous, and didn't know why he was suddenly so nervous.

She did everything she should and shouldn't do with the man in front of her. The lips in front of her visited every corner of her body except her lips last night.

But when his eyes fell on her lips, she still felt as if her whole body was on fire. She pursed her lips subconsciously, and the pale lips were stained with a hint of blood...

Then, she felt his gaze move away casually.

"If you don't want to walk over to take a shower, I'll run the water first and then carry you there?"

His voice didn't even sound any different.

"I have a regular meeting in the morning. You can sleep a little longer. I can come back to accompany you after the meeting."

As he spoke, he looked at the digital clock on the bedside table.

This unconscious little action of a busy person finally calmed Gou An down, and she rarely made trouble when it came to other people's business.

She half-closed her eyes, suppressing the confusion and bewilderment in her heart, and muttered, "I can do it myself, I don't need you to accompany me," and obediently let He Jinxing take her to the bathroom.

I don’t know which button he pressed or how he did it, but when she came out of the bathroom smelling fragrant and with a sore back, the room was quickly cleaned up as if by magic.

Even sprayed with a light aromatherapy.

Gou An rolled into the soft and dry bed and immediately felt sleepy. She grabbed the pillow and sank into it. The person beside the bed pulled the quilt for her and said, "Go to sleep."

His hands still had the warmth from the blow dryer when he was blowing her hair, and his wrists also had the scent of her shampoo...

Gou An inexplicably felt a sense of closeness, so he rubbed his face against his wrist.

She felt the man standing beside the bed pause.

The blue veins on the wrist were clearly visible.

“…”

Realizing what he is doing, Wen Qing may not be in line with the perverted code of conduct.

Gou An let go of Mr. Pervert's hand a little awkwardly, thought for a moment, and in order to quickly get over this weird atmosphere, asked with great humanistic concern, "What about your breakfast?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered her question in a tone that sounded as if nothing was wrong: "Just go back to the room and deal with the two of you."

"oh."

Gou An stopped talking. After a few seconds, she felt the person standing next to her move closer and cast a shadow over her. He kissed her soft face and then turned and walked away from the bed.

The rustling sound of changing clothes was very hypnotic. Gou An yawned in the quilt, and her sore legs curled up naturally under the quilt into a posture that she felt comfortable.

When she was almost asleep, she heard the door of the room being opened and closed.

The room fell into complete silence.

【Jiao Jiao: Why didn’t he give you a goodbye kiss? 】

Kittens are innocent and nosy.

Gou An closed his eyes and raised his hand to touch his face, the place where he was kissed just now: "Give it to me."

【Jiaojiao: It’s different.】

[Jiao Jiao: That’s not how it’s played out in TV dramas. They all kiss—]

Gou An: "There's no difference, you're just a little kitten, what do you know!"

【Jiao Jiao: You are so irritable. 】

Gou An: "Shut your little cat mouth."

He Jinxing is an adult, so even if he did not come home last night, it would not cause any commotion.

While cleaning Gou An, he also took a quick shower himself. Now his body was smelling the same as the little girl's toiletries. He returned to the room, changed into appropriate clothes, and asked Secretary Liu to bring him breakfast and today's itinerary.

When Secretary Liu came in, he saw He Jinxing looking through the materials that would be used for the meeting.

According to He Jinxing's habit, he would usually get the materials and read them in advance the night before the meeting, and then quickly read them again before the meeting the next morning. Then he would get rid of all the materials in the meeting and hunt down any executives who were perfunctory.

But today seems different.

Judging from He Jinxing's reading speed at this time, it didn't seem like he was just taking the time to quickly read through the material before the meeting to review it.

Secretary Liu opened his mouth and was about to ask, "Why is there so much information today? Didn't you finish reading it last night?" When he looked up, he saw that in the master bedroom, pillows were placed in shapes and the quilt was neatly pressed on the mattress, looking completely unopened.

The cleaning lady doesn't rush into the room to make other people's beds before 8 o'clock in the morning.

Even if that person is He Jinxing.

"Your hesitation to speak has really affected my appetite." Mr. He said in a low voice, "Either ask a question or get out."

That's what you asked me to ask.

When Secretary Liu spoke, he used the tone of the chief eunuch who lamented that "from now on the emperor will not attend court early in the morning": "Do we need to postpone the meeting time?"

He Jinxing took a bite of toast, and under Secretary Liu's gradually collapsed gaze, he shook off the crumbs on the documents expressionlessly: "No need."

"Where did you go last night?" Secretary Liu paused, "I didn't come home at night."

He Jinxing raised his head and glanced at Secretary Liu with a half-smile: "I'm an adult, almost thirty."

He paused, and in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, he emphasized, "and they are already engaged."

Secretary Liu said expressionlessly: "You can't ignore the meeting materials."

After he finished speaking, his face was blank for a few seconds, and his mind seemed to have finally come to its senses. "Ms. Gou is still in college—"

"College is not high school. You might as well save this tone for Chen Jinli." He Jinxing threw a folder he had already read at him, "Shut up and get out."

Shouldn't one be in a good mood the next day after doing something worse than an animal? Secretary Liu only guessed half of it.

For example, Mr. He did something worse than an animal last night (strictly speaking, he was still doing it this morning), but it was also a reality that Mr. He was in a bad mood at the moment. The reason was that when he sat down and looked at the information, he could accidentally fill the blank space in the middle of each line of data with some strange content -

For example, several times yesterday, his kisses fell on Gou An's brow and nose. If he went a little lower, he would touch her lips... But every time at that moment, no matter how exhausted or confused she was by him, she seemed to wake up in a second and look at him with resistance and timidity on her face.

He was so close to her that the corners of her eyes were dyed red by him, as if she was about to cry. Her light-colored lips were slightly open, and he could occasionally see the tip of her tongue sticking out.

Can't kiss.

Just like the brief eye contact after everything was done in the morning, she was the first to look away.

——At that second, He Jinxing really felt a sense of frustration as if he had been someone's tool for the entire night.

Of course, it’s not that he was unwilling. While cleaning her, he reminded himself silently at least four times that he had a meeting in the morning and couldn’t cancel it at the last minute.

The number of people using the conference software gradually increased. Mr. He reached out and pressed the connect button. When he said good morning to everyone, his voice still sounded calm and gentle.

During working hours, you are prohibited from daydreaming.

When Gou An woke up again, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Although she said that she didn't need his company, when she opened her eyes again and found that she was the only one left in the room, and there was no difference from before she went to bed (proving that no one had come back during that time), Gou An still frowned silently.

In a bad mood.

It may be related to the pain all over the body.

She put on a traditional shirt that covered half of her neck, and a cardigan on top. There was air conditioning indoors so she didn't need to dress too warmly. When Gou An took out her short skirt and tried to put it on, she discovered that there were shocking marks all over her inner thighs and knees.

It could be roughly said that it was an allergy or that he scratched himself out of anger because he couldn't rub the mud off during the shower (...), but the teeth mark was too severe and there was no reason to wash it at all.

When Gou An threw away the short skirt and took out a mid-length skirt of the same brand and put it on, his anger reached its peak.

She limped out of the room and met Zhou Yutong on the way. Even if it was not a pure girls' high school, it was still a girls' high school. Standing in the corridor, the female high school student blinked and asked her: "Did you have a cramp when you were sleeping last night?"

Gou An let go of the wall with an expressionless face.

"Are you cold?" Zhou Yutong asked again, "You are dressed so warmly today, someone who doesn't know would think you are going to give a speech."

Gou An kicked his boots irritably on the soft carpet.

Fortunately, Zhou Yutong did not continue to ask questions. She just casually asked a few more questions about whether anything happened between the two of them while they were drunk after Gou An sent He Jinxing back to the room in a standard romance plot yesterday. Gou An denied it confidently: "Don't you know that men are not useful when they are drunk."

Zhou Yutong: “…”

Zhou Yutong: “Oh.”

The girl next to me changed the subject and chattered about visiting Gou'an School next week.

Gou An's university has the best marine bioengineering major in the country. Chen Jinli is doing research in this area, so since high school, Zhou Yutong has never wavered in her choice of university major.

At this moment, she was asking Gou An, who was also a member of the student union, whether he would consider coming to receive these fledglings who were longing for college life.

It was brutally interrupted.

"Have you ever thought that if one day you really become Chen Jinli's student, it would actually make things more difficult for you?"

Standing in front of the juicer, Gou An frowned and asked, "It's outrageous enough that he is your uncle in theory, and now you want to have a teacher-student relationship with him. Are you planning to jump into a second chasm after crossing one chasm?"

“…”

"Ah Rat, I always think it's not appropriate to decide your university study direction for a man. Why don't you think about whether there is something else you like."

The incessant chattering around me stopped completely.

The sound of the juicer squeezing orange juice stopped. Gou An took out the orange juice and took a sip. His brows furrowed even more tightly: This special orange juicer can indeed make fresh orange juice, but squeezing the orange juice with the peel will make it very bitter.

She took one sip and stopped drinking.

After a long time, she heard Zhou Yutong ask: "An An, is it my illusion? Why do you seem a little irritable today?"

Gou An: “…”

This is the second time Gou An has been accused of being violent today.

Gou An: "Because orange juice tastes really bad."

When He Jinxing stepped into the restaurant, the war on Gou An's side had developed to the point where she was ready to change her surname.

"If you care so much, why don't you just ask directly! People have mouths only for eating!!"

Gou Yu is cursing.

The insulting content made He Jinxing raise an eyebrow.

“I asked, and the waiter said they don’t offer freshly squeezed juice.”

Gou An answered calmly.

"I don't want to cause trouble to others, what's wrong with that?"

He Jinxing put his eyebrows back.

"You don't want to cause trouble for the waiter, then what have I done wrong to deserve your trouble? Just because my daughter can't drink a satisfactory glass of orange juice in the morning, I should spend a lot of money to import a juicer that can peel the orange peel and put it in the lobby of my hotel. Do you want to listen to what you are saying? It's just a glass of orange juice. What's the difference with or without the peel? If there is orange peel in traditional Chinese medicine, it means that the peel is good for the human body. Existence is reasonable. Have you heard it?"

"I don't peel the skin just to save trouble. Why bother with all that nonsense?"

"I'm just telling you that this is true. Drinking one sip won't kill you. You've become so picky—"

"Is this what mom said, that men always have so many excuses?"

"What does it have to do with her, Gou An? Don't bring your mother out as a backup every time you can't win an argument with me!"

"How can I be defeated by you? I was just expressing my feelings casually."

He Jinxing was silent for a moment, looking at the father and daughter arguing over a glass of orange juice in a paper cup at the dining table. He walked over and saw the little girl with her back to him, sitting there with her arms folded in a defensive posture, staring at her father, completely unaware of his arrival.

He Jinxing's hand naturally rested on the back of her seat, "What's wrong?"

A deep male voice sounded behind him. Gou An was stunned, and the irritability on his face cracked for a moment.

She didn't want to admit it at all, but she had been agitated for the entire morning, and miraculously she was slightly calmed down the moment she heard his voice.

But there aren’t a lot of them.

Because she had not forgotten what had caused her to be irritable all morning.

So, amid the background sound of Gou Yu cursing, "You came at the right time. When can you take her to your He family to raise her? I can't support her anymore," she turned her head expressionlessly and glanced at the man behind her.

He Jinxing glanced at the orange juice paper cup she placed on the table, and it didn't take much effort for him to figure out from Gou Yu's nagging complaints that the fuse of the war was just a cup of orange juice with peel -

Mr. He, who had been in a meeting for the whole morning, quickly returned to his senses.

I raised my hand to call the waiter and asked him for a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Emphasize peeling.

The restaurant does not provide freshly squeezed juice, but if He Jinxing asked for it, the chef had to squeeze out what he wanted with his own hands.

Then the problem is solved.

He raised his hand and touched the girl's hair that had stood up because of the quarrel. He bent down slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and asked her, "Is this okay?"

As he spoke, his warm, dry hands were still on her hair.

Gou An blinked.

I didn't react for a while.

At this moment, across the table from them, Mr. Gou Yu, who had been angrily asking He Jinxing when he was going to bring Gou An back to the He family, miraculously quieted down.

After a few seconds, he asked dryly, his tone numb: "He Jinxing, why did you touch my daughter's hair?"

(End of this chapter)