Song Qianqian's heart suddenly jumped up. She vaguely guessed what Xie Mingcheng meant, but she didn't dare to believe it. More importantly, he was her younger brother Yunshu!
Seeing her silence and obvious avoidance, Xie Mingcheng pressed her: "I'll go to you tomorrow to look at the blueprints."
He turned and left, his long legs striding very fast.
Only then did Song Qianqian feel that she could breathe smoothly...
The next day she started working officially. Last year, Ren Pingsheng refused the job offer and stayed in Hai'an Company as a designer. Song Qianqian was away during this period, and he was very busy alone.
Seeing Song Qianqian coming, he handed over all the design drawings angrily: "I'm almost done, you're forcing us designers to take on this project. Are you trying to tire us designers to death?"
Song Qianqian smiled and said, "Brother Ren, when you said that, did you really think you could draw to death? We all get commissions for designing drawings. You're happy to let you make money."
Ren Pingsheng raised his head from a pile of drawings and said, "You'll have to be alive to do that. I don't care. Designer Song, you have to work overtime for me today."
Song Qianqian knew that he had accumulated a lot of wages this month, so he readily agreed.
She was so busy the whole day that she even forgot that Xie Mingcheng was coming to the company to find her. By the time she came to her senses, it was already dark.
Ren Pingsheng had just finished his work: "I'm done, I'm going to go back and rest first."
Song Qianqian looked at the time. It was already past seven o'clock. She felt hungry. "Let's continue tomorrow. I'm hungry."
In order to facilitate work, she did not live at home, but lived in the company dormitory, which made it convenient for her to go to and from get off work and saved time.
The two people came out of the company. It was dark and a car was parked quietly at the door.
After Ren Pingsheng left, Song Qianqian was about to turn around and go back to the dormitory when the car lights came on and a man got out of the cab. He was wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt and black casual pants that covered his long legs.
"Xie Mingcheng." Song Qianqian frowned: "What are you doing here?"
Xie Mingcheng laughed: "Sister Qianqian, your memory is so bad?"
Song Qianqian finally remembered that he had asked her about the blueprints yesterday. She pursed her lips and said, "It's so late. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Xie Mingcheng stood in front of her and said, "Okay, it's urgent."
Song Qianqian was annoyed by him and said, "It's urgent, then why don't you come over during the day?"
"I didn't want to delay your work. I knew you would work so late." Xie Mingcheng looked at her deeply, hinting: "I've been waiting for two hours, and you want to kick me out? Then I'll go back and call my sister."
Here it comes, here it comes again, bringing Yun Shu up to threaten her again!
Song Qianqian got into the car angrily: "Where are the blueprints? Give them to me. I want to see how well you know!"
Xie Mingcheng smiled slightly and said, "I forgot to bring it. It's in the dormitory."
Song Qianqian was almost mad to death: "You did it on purpose."
"I did it on purpose." Xie Mingcheng admitted: "Let's go eat first and then talk about the blueprints."
Song Qianqian: “…”
Her heartbeat began to accelerate again. She felt that she should go because she could almost predict what he was going to do. If he refused, she would say it little by little.
He felt his heart was swaying back and forth, and it was already in a mess.
Xie Mingcheng didn't wait for her to answer, and didn't expect her to answer now. He leaned over to fasten her seat belt and then started the car.
Neither of them spoke along the way. Xie Mingcheng was calculating her every thought accurately, while Song Qianqian's mind was in a mess with all sorts of thoughts.
Song Qianqian didn't find her voice until they were almost there: "How come you can still drive?"
Xie Mingcheng glanced at her sideways. "My brother-in-law taught me. Mr. Che Li helped me apply for it. He said it was allocated by my employer and I can use it now. And this apartment was allocated by my employer. It has two bedrooms and a living room. It's fine for one person, but it might be a bit crowded for two people."
Why is he saying this?
Song Qianqian looked towards the window with ease: "Everyone says that the Academy of Sciences has the best welfare benefits, and it turns out to be true."
"I have a patent and receive money every year. I don't feel any pressure to buy a smaller house in northern Beijing."
Xie Mingcheng continued speaking, his voice as cold as jade, striking at people's hearts in the quiet car: "Last year, I used my bonus to buy some stocks. I earned some money, so I can afford the higher expenses."
Song Qianqian didn't say anything. She felt it was too dangerous for her to speak now.
The car stopped at the foot of the dormitory building. Xie Mingcheng got out first and opened the door for her: "The drawings are up there. I have a few questions I must ask."
Song Qianqian was a little hesitant to go down. She was almost certain that the drawing was definitely a real design drawing.
Xie Mingcheng was always cold and aloof in front of her, but now he looked at her aggressively: "Sister Qianqian, if you are too tired, I can carry you up."
The posture was like she got out of the car and he immediately hugged her.
Song Qianqian bit her lip and unbuckled her seatbelt. As she followed him upstairs, she wondered what she would do if Xie Mingcheng really said something. Refuse?
He is Yunshu's younger brother, and he always makes things too ugly...
The atmosphere had been so ambiguous before, but when they got to the room, Xie Mingcheng actually handed her a design drawing and asked politely, "There's a measurement unit here. Do you think it's wrong or right?"
He actually asked about the design drawings!
Song Qianqian felt both disappointed and relieved at the same time. She took it and said, "Let me see."
Xie Mingcheng nodded: "Then I'll go cook first. It's so late, I can always go hungry."
Everything seemed normal. Song Qianqian even felt that what she said in the car just now was just an illusion. Maybe he really regarded her as a sister. Could it be that she was just being too sentimental?
Song Qianqian didn't read the tattered blueprint at all. As she thought about it, she felt aggrieved again.
What is this? He drove away his blind date and said that kind of thing. Now he is pretending to be a gentleman!
Although she had decided to reject him, 녦놆, 녦놆...
Song Qianqian covered her face, so annoying, what kind of mess are you thinking about, Ming didn't say anything!
His younger brother, younger brother!
At this moment, the sound of a bowl breaking came from the kitchen, pulling Song Qianqian out of her thoughts. She was startled and quickly stood up and went to the kitchen: "Xie Mingcheng, are you okay?"
The kitchen in this kind of dormitory is rather narrow, and the door is ajar, so it's hard to see clearly.
Song Qianqian didn't hear any answer, she was a little panicked, at least he could cook, how could he do anything dangerous? He was an important national protected object!
The door was pushed open, and under the yellow light, it was blindingly white...
Xie Mingcheng was shirtless, leaning against the kitchen counter, his brow furrowed and his hands red...
Song Qianqian saw the red hair and felt shy, so she ran over and asked, "What's wrong? Is your hand injured?"
Xie Mingcheng raised his head and looked at her, his eyes dark and clear: "No."
"It's bleeding!" Song Qianqian was so concerned that she reached out and grabbed his arm. The two of them were a little close to each other: "Did you get cut by the knife? Take it away and let me see!"
Xie Mingcheng moved closer to her without making a sound. The kitchen was so small that the distance between them was only a palm's width, and even their breathing mixed.
Song Qianqian was stunned. The kitchen counter behind her was nowhere to be found. She looked up at him, but saw her own reflection in his cold eyes. Her voice became weaker: "Xie Mingcheng, you are hurt."
"Your hand is fine." Xie Mingcheng held her against the counter, and with his other hand he grabbed his clothes to wipe it clean, then held it up to show her: "You're only stained with some red sauce, but you're not hurt."
Song Qianqian placed her hands on his naked upper body, her gaze uncontrollably looking down. There was a mole under his delicate collarbone, which made people inexplicably want to...bite it.
Female hooligan!
She quickly looked away: "Why don't you get up quickly?"
Xie Mingcheng didn't stand up, but smiled softly: "Sister Qianqian, your heart is beating so fast."
"I didn't!" Song Qianqian admitted: "You get up first, this, this looks like..."
"This is the first time." Xie Mingcheng made room slightly, but still kept her tightly in front of him. He lowered his head to look into her eyes: "This is the first time, and this time is even worse."
Song Qianqian pushed him but failed, her voice trembling a little: "What do you mean the first time?"
Xie Mingcheng's gaze instantly fell on her face. His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with heat. "This is the first time you've seen me without clothes, hugged me, and touched me. It's gotten to this point. Are you being responsible?"
"Responsible...responsible for what..." Song Qianqian almost stuttered: "How could I hug you or touch you?"
Xie Mingcheng gestured with his chin: "Your hand."
Song Qianqian's hand was still on his chest, but she quickly put it down upon hearing this. She was already furious: "Xie Mingcheng, how would I know you were cooking in the kitchen and getting dressed? I thought you were injured! Now you're pressing me down, why are you asking me to take responsibility?!"
"Then I'll take responsibility." Xie Mingcheng readily agreed: "Anyway, I haven't been seen or touched by other girls."
Song Qianqian's face flushed: "Don't be dizzy, you are still too young!"
Xie Mingcheng asked back: "Where is it small?"
Song Qianqian spoke up. She was small in every way. She had never thought about it in this way before: "Xie Mingcheng, I am your sister!"
"I have a sister." Xie Mingcheng said this, and suddenly said: "Sister Qianqian, I want to kiss you, is it okay?"
Song Qianqian: “…”
Crazy, this brother is crazy! He is crazy!
Xie Mingcheng was extremely assertive at this moment: "If you say that you like me and have no feelings for me, then I will let you go now. If you say that, then I will kiss you."
Song Qianqian: “!!!”
She was really going crazy. How could he force her like that? He didn't even give her the slightest bit of mental preparation. She hadn't been mentally prepared at all! She had just been wholeheartedly thinking about rejecting him, but now she said it all out loud.
Xie Mingcheng curved his eyes and said in a low voice, "Sister Qianqian, look at me and say, you like me."
Song Qianqian looked up at him again. In front of her was a pair of bewitching eyes, blatantly seducing her and trying to undermine her willpower.
She knew that Xie Mingcheng was good-looking. He was usually very well-behaved and cold, and she had never thought about it in that way. Now he had almost turned into a male demon, as if he had cast some kind of magic spell to stick her mouth shut, so she couldn't say anything about liking him.
"Sister, it's been an hour and you didn't say anything." Xie Mingcheng lowered his head slightly, his nose touching hers, his voice hoarse to the extreme: "I took it as your consent."
He didn't give her a chance to retort and kissed her directly.
Her head exploded, and Song Qianqian stared blankly at the person who was so close to her. He closed his eyes with long eyelashes, carefully depicting the shape of her lips. The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes.
He actually bit her, and...
Song Qianqian finally pushed the person away, covered her mouth, and accused with a pair of black eyes: "Xie Mingcheng, you bully me."
Xie Mingcheng hadn't kissed her enough, and his voice was hoarse: "Qianqian, I like you."
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