Chapter 643 The Passing of Time 8
The three of them were busy all afternoon, preparing the same meal again tomorrow morning, which would take several more hours. They even had to knead the dough now, which was both laborious and time-consuming, so they really couldn't go home tonight.
Seeing that he nodded, Manager Wang sent someone to show them where they would rest for the night. "Here are these two rooms. You and your husband can stay in this one, and your daughter can stay in this one. The blankets and everything are clean. Just make do for one night."
Ningxia Sheng glanced at the place and said to his daughter and wife, "You two rest. I'll go knead the dough and then come back for a nap."
Zhou Xiuhua said, "I'll go help you. Yan Yan, you can go to sleep by yourself."
Ning Yan didn't say anything. She had a feeling that something was going to happen today, and getting her to sleep was the most important thing. She was too lazy to struggle, so she simply nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go to sleep first. Today was really tiring."
The Huang family's steamer can only hold twenty-five buns, and they can steam four steamers at a time. They've steamed buns five times already, one after another. It's not physically demanding, but they're never idle.
They got up at five in the morning and worked until almost eight at night. This family really didn't have a moment's rest today.
The couple went back to the kitchen. Ning Yan didn't take off her clothes; she just lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed), covered herself with the quilt, and closed her eyes to sleep.
When Ningxia and her husband finished their work and came back, they took a special look into this room. Seeing that their daughter was sleeping soundly, they went to rest in the next room.
Around 9:30, there were rustling footsteps outside, and someone blew sleeping pills into the house.
Soon, the door was opened, and Ning Yan was carried out.
The front yard of the Huang family.
Huang Tao insisted on throwing a farewell banquet for his old classmate tonight. Qiu Juncheng didn't usually drink, but he couldn't resist Huang Boren's presence. Huang Boren was an elder, and Qiu Juncheng had stayed at Huang Boren's house for several days, eating and drinking at his house, so he had to give him some face.
So he did drink some, but he was sure that two glasses of wine wouldn't make him drunk.
He wasn't actually drunk; it's just that the farewell banquet took a long time, and they didn't disperse until almost 10 p.m.
Huang Tao personally escorted him back to his room and said mysteriously, "There's a gift I specially prepared for you in your room. Enjoy yourself tonight."
After he finished speaking, he was pushed into the room, and the door was closed from the outside.
He immediately noticed a fragrance in the room. He stood at the doorway, and soon he heard another breath, a calm one, clearly someone was asleep.
He strode quickly toward the direction from which the sound came—to his bedside.
The room was lit, allowing him to clearly see the small face of the person on the bed—it was her!
Qiu Juncheng fell into deep thought for a moment.
Thinking back to how the stationmaster had repeatedly tried to arrange a marriage for him before he left, and even wanted to take him to brothels, he felt that he really needed to resolve his marital problems.
He was lost in thought for a while, so much so that he overlooked the peculiar fragrance in the room. When he came to his senses, he found himself feeling a bit hot.
He sighed helplessly and reached out to pat the woman's fair and flawless face on the bed.
Ning Yan was getting a little tired from pretending to be asleep, but she didn't expect that after the man entered the room, he would just stand by her bed and do nothing.
Now that they had to wake her up again, she had no choice but to open her eyes.
Huh? It was him!
With a scream of "Ah~", followed by a "thud", Ning Yan kicked Qiu Juncheng in the stomach. He had been drinking alcohol and inhaling that fragrance, which slowed his reaction time. He was kicked so hard that he sat down on the ground.
Ning Yan sat up in bed and quickly got out of bed, kicking and punching Qiu Juncheng. "You filthy scoundrel! You look decent enough, but you do such a shameless thing! I'm going to beat you to death!"
Qiu Juncheng was surprised that this girl was actually a fiery little devil. Without saying a word, she started hitting him. It was really unexpected. He raised his hand, grabbed Ning Yan's arm that she was swinging, and pulled her forcefully. Ning Yan lost her balance and fell on him.
Mmm, so soft!
Ning Yan struggled desperately, and her breathing became heavy.
Qiu Juncheng simply pressed the person into his arms, and his thighs clamped the restless legs of the person in his arms, so that the two were tightly entangled together.
Ning Yan froze, her face flushed, and demanded, "You, haven't you been shameless enough?"
Ning Yan also felt it, and saw the man beneath her with skin that looked as if it had been smeared with rouge. She was faking it, but his face was really red!
Hmm, this person's soul is red!
"I didn't intend to act like a hooligan, much less to kill someone to cover it up."
Ning Yan suddenly burst into tears, "You, you still dare to argue? I'm a perfectly innocent virgin! You ran into my room, and that's not all..."
"Sorry, this is my room."
Ning Yan looked up with difficulty while crying, and then found that the room was very large, with carved doors, rosewood tables and chairs, and very luxurious furnishings. Even the quilts were made of silk.
Moreover, she had been sleeping on a kang (a heated brick bed), but this was a bed; this was definitely not her place. "You, you actually kidnapped me while I was asleep and brought me to your room! You are utterly wicked!"
Qiu Juncheng said helplessly, "...Don't cry. I didn't kidnap you. It was the Huang family who brought you here. I had no idea!"
"I exposed your wolfish ambitions, and you still want to smear others! You are utterly shameless!" Ning Yan cried even louder.
Qiu Juncheng felt incredibly frustrated by what she said, and he felt he couldn't explain himself clearly. "Don't cry, or something bad will happen."
He's so hot, he can't control himself anymore.
"It's bad for your reputation if people find out you were in my room."
Ning Yan quickly shut up. To be honest, even pretending to cry was exhausting.
"It's all your fault, why are you pretending to be a good person?"
"Tell me where you live, and I'll secretly take you home."
"Send me back? You must be lying to me. You've already kidnapped me, how could you let me go so easily?"
Tell me, are you plotting something?
Qiu Juncheng gritted his teeth, sat up, and picked up Ning Yan and put her on the bed. "Don't cry, I will take responsibility for you!"
Tell me where you live, and I'll come to your house tomorrow to propose. I'll marry you.
Ning Yan quickly lowered her hand from her face. "Take responsibility? Who asked you to take responsibility! It's not like I can't get married!"
After saying that, she got up to leave.
Oh my god, she's really not suited for acting; it's too tiring.
Besides, this silly kid is too easy to fool, there's no sense of accomplishment in it, I'd better just leave.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Juncheng disagreed with her leaving.
He grabbed her, the heat of his palm transferring to Ning Yan's wrist. She struggled twice but couldn't break free, so she angrily looked up at the man and said, "See? I knew you had designs on me!"
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