Chapter 142 Tonight, Become His

Even throw away your reserve and speak without reservation.

Huo Xingzhou also has the bad qualities of a man, a unique possessiveness.

Qiao Xi's character, which she has cultivated over the years, makes her not good at expressing her inner love. She will do things for him silently, but it is difficult for her to say "I love you".

Huo Xingzhou tried hard but failed to pry her mouth open.

He bit the corner of her mouth hard as if it was a punishment.

His eyes, which were usually cold and gloomy, were filled with tenderness: "I was in a meeting at the company, and I missed you all day."

Qiao Xi's beautiful lips curled up slightly, and a light flashed in her pretty eyes.

She sat on the desk with her legs dangling, tenderness in her eyes.

"Actually... I have something to tell you." She was worried that he might have a different opinion.

"What?"

"Mr. Huo, I have resigned from the hospital." She added with great self-esteem, "I still have some savings, so I won't eat for free at home."

She felt inferior in her heart and was afraid that he would have a bad opinion of her.

"fine."

"Um?"

Qiao Xi looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll tell you when we get home." Huo Xingzhou looked at her carefully, gently wiping off the lipstick at the corner of her lips with his fingertips, "It came out from the kiss."

Qiao Xi pursed her red lips subconsciously and wiped away the remaining lipstick.

Huo Xingzhou led her out of the office.

In the corridor.

Chen Xun stood there uncomfortably, bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Boss Huo, here are the documents you requested."

He just pushed the door open and saw the two of them kissing passionately, so he immediately backed out, wondering if he would receive an order to go to the drugstore to buy birth control products in the next second.

Fortunately, Mr. Huo is not so ridiculous that he can't help himself in the office.

"Um."

Huo Xingzhou took the file bag and said coldly.

Qiao Xi looked at it curiously, looking mysterious.

Huo Xingzhou didn't say much and took her home. Qiao Xi was speechless all the way, but was checking work on her laptop.

Those almond-shaped eyes looked again and again.

Mr. Huo looked really busy, with constant phone and video calls along the way. If she hadn't come, how late would he have worked overtime tonight?

Qiao Xi lowered her head, twiddling her fingers boredly, and occasionally glancing at him.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa.

The driver, Lao Chen, had already gotten out of the car, leaving only two people in it.

Huo Xingzhou closed his notebook, looked at her and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

He did not ignore her little action, but he was too busy to handle it. The order from the Zhong family in the imperial capital required a lot of nitpicking. Many details were nitpicking.

Even Zhou Yu joked that he must have offended the Zhong family in some way, so he dug up their ancestral graves or stole their wives.

Qiao Xi's throat tightened and she shook her head.

Those shameful words were hard to say.

"Then get off first."

"oh."

Qiao Xi was distracted, like a puppet on a string.

Her mind was full of confusion and she couldn't make sense of it.

She wanted to know if the things in the studio would be discovered by Aunt Qian. She also wanted to know if what Mr. Huo said this morning still counted.

What did he mean? Was it what she thought?

She was excited and nervous all day, feeling scared and excited.

Will they be together forever tonight? And what should she do to prepare for it?

Qiao Xi followed him and walked into the living room with a restless heart.

"Young Master, Young Madam." Aunt Qian looked at them and said with a smile, "I have cleaned the studio. It is quite cold at night. Please take care of yourselves."

Qiao Xi's cheeks turned red.

The torn dress and explicit nude paintings were all seen by Aunt Qian.

"Master, I have framed the painting. It is a very good one. Madam Young's medical books have also been moved to the studio. It will be convenient for you to paint and read in the future."

Aunt Qian said teasingly with a smile on her face.

"Aunt Qian, when is dinner ready?" Seeing that she was shy, Huo Xingzhou changed the subject.

"Right away, there's a pot of soup in the kitchen. I'll bring it over."

"Um."

Huo Xingzhou took off his coat and hung it aside, and put the document on the coffee table. He sat at the dining table very comfortably, and Qiao Xi walked over and sat down slowly.

Aunt Qian brought the soup over, opened the lid and said, "Ginseng, barley, eucommia and turtle soup. It replenishes everything you eat."

Huo Xingzhou looked a little strange.

Qiao Xi was very familiar with medicinal food, so she naturally knew what this soup was used for, which was to nourish the kidneys and strengthen the yang.

Especially seeing that the soup also contains Eucommia ulmoides, which nourishes the liver and kidneys and strengthens the tendons and bones, it has a very good therapeutic effect, especially for those with sore waist and knees.

"One bowl per person, and you must finish it." Aunt Qian served them each a bowl and placed it in front of them.

Aunt Qian supervised from the side, forcing Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou to finish drinking the soup, and then left with satisfaction.

Qiao Xi raised her eyes and glanced at Huo Xingzhou secretly, just in time to meet his focused and burning gaze.

Undercurrents surge, ambiguity grows.

"Mr. Huo, I'm full." Qiao Xi said in a low voice.

He remained calm and said, "Take a shower and change into your skirt first. See you in the studio?"

Qiao Xi nodded slightly.

She almost ran away. Huo Xingzhou slowly served a bowl of turtle soup and tasted it leisurely. It tasted good but a little fishy.

Aunt Qian’s kindness should not be wasted.

…

Qiao Xi entered the room and locked the door immediately.

She found her black lace suspender skirt and nervously took out the USB flash drive given to her by Shu Xue. Would it be of any use to try to get it done temporarily?

How can she satisfy Mr. Huo? What should she do if she encounters special circumstances?

Her cheeks flushed red, and she had no choice but to call Shu Xue for advice. The call was connected quickly, but Shu Xue's voice sounded strange.

"Shuxue, what should we pay attention to the first time?" Qiao Xi asked embarrassedly.

"Well... you need to use contraception to enjoy longer pleasure." Shu Xue replied hoarsely, "But since you are husband and wife... it doesn't matter."

She was silent for a moment and then continued, "Qiao Xi, men's first time is always...very fast. Is it his first time? Anyway, you just...make yourself comfortable."

"I... ugh!"

Qiao Xi frowned and said, "Did your dog bother you again?"

"Yeah, I'm hanging up first."

Beep beep beep.

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone. Qiao Xi felt that Shu Xue had said a lot, but it was the same as saying nothing.

She was so hot that her head was dizzy. She took out her USB drive and opened the file "Learn from the West to Defeat the West" to learn some tricks. She forced herself to read it for more than ten minutes before she mustered up her courage and went into the bathroom with her battle robe.

After lingering in the bathroom for an hour, she rubbed her skin until it was white and rosy.

She put on an almost transparent black skirt inside and an airtight nightgown outside, and walked step by step to the studio on the top floor.

She reached out and gently pushed open the door. The man was already sitting there, with water droplets dripping from his forehead. He was wearing dark blue silk pajamas and it seemed that he had already taken a shower.

Seeing her come in, the man raised his eyes tenderly, stared at her serious and resolute little face and asked.

"Are you here to die?"

Qiao Xi took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling.

If sacrificing one's life is called going to die, then she is indeed going to die.

"Come in and lock the door," he said calmly.

Qiao Xi closed the door obediently. The door lock clicked and her heartbeat instantly lost its rhythm.

There was a painting from last night hanging on the wall, and she was stunned by it.

The man behind her approached, his big hand moved up from her thigh, and his hot breath hit her face in waves.

The skin is particularly sensitive right after taking a shower.

Her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Qiao Xi stretched out her hands to stop him from doing that, and said almost begging for mercy: "Mr. Huo, it's too fast..."