Chapter 88 Three Rules
Qu He felt her ears burn at his question, but she still cleared her throat to maintain her composure.
She held up three fingers. "Mr. Zhuang, given the recent high frequency of certain activities that have seriously affected my creative energy, I propose that we agree on three rules."
Ever since the two of them did that thing, Zhuang Bieyan's mental state and mood have been extremely high.
Her "so-so" comment that morning seemed to have become a curse. Every time, he would make an excuse, saying, "Let's see if there's any improvement this time," and then righteously drag her back into the throes of depravity.
This man's learning ability and dedication to research are incredibly strong and terrifying; once he masters the skills, he becomes even more insane.
Sometimes, the two of them are just sitting on the sofa, each playing on their phones and not bothering each other, when a chance glance catches up with each other and the atmosphere changes, and then sparks fly and things get out of control.
Male beauty can be a trap; that's absolutely true!
Qu He decided to establish three rules!
Upon hearing her words, Zhuang Bieyan raised an eyebrow, a smile spreading across his eyes.
He readily grasped her three raised fingers and held them in his palm: "I would like to hear more, Mrs. Zhuang."
Qu He tried to ignore the warm touch from his fingertips. "First! Without my explicit permission, you are not allowed... not allowed to engage in any friendly exchanges at night! And you must keep your distance at other times as well!"
Zhuang Bieyan nodded thoughtfully, "Alright. Respecting Madam's wishes is the primary principle."
Qu He was taken aback by his quick agreement.
She gave him a suspicious look and continued with her second point: "Second, you must be moderate on weekdays! Especially in the mornings, you are not allowed to make me late for work!"
"Reasonable."
Zhuang Bieyan nodded again, his expression serious as if he were listening to a report on a multi-million dollar cooperation deal. "Ensuring the smooth development of Mrs. Zhuang's career is also very important."
"Third..." Qu He thought for a moment, "I haven't thought of anything yet, I'll add more when I do! In short, you must strictly abide by this!"
“No problem. I’ll do whatever you say, Madam.” Zhuang Bieyan smiled and agreed, taking her hand and leading her to the passenger seat.
Qu He watched his retreating figure and asked, "You really agreed? You're so obedient to me?"
Zhuang Bieyan: "Listen to your wife and you'll make a fortune. You're the boss at home, who else should I listen to if not you?"
Qu He was completely taken aback by him.
"To celebrate that we've reached an agreement, I'll make you your favorite plum-flavored pork ribs when we get home tonight. Shall we go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients first?"
His reaction was too normal, so normal that he could even be considered a model husband, but it was a little too abnormal!
Qu He felt a sense of unreality creeping into her heart.
Could the person who was unrestrained and demanding before be Zhuang Bieyan's second personality?
When they arrived at the supermarket, Zhuang Bieyan pushed the cart and began to carefully select ribs and preserved plums. He even bought her a cup of milk tea, which was unusual for him.
Qu He followed behind him, a straw in her mouth, watching his back as she began to wonder if she had overreacted.
But when she saw Zhuang Bieyan very naturally take two boxes of a well-known brand's ultra-thin version from the shelf in front of the cashier, her reflection vanished instantly.
What a scoundrel!
Look at how calm he is! Anyone who didn't know better would think he just randomly picked two packets of salt!
Qu He stepped forward and lowered her voice: "What are you going to do with this! Didn't we agree on three rules?"
Zhuang Bieyan looked at her innocently, his tone frank and sincere: "Just in case. What if Madam agrees one day? It's better to be prepared than not. We can't let Madam down."
Qu He: "......"
"Fine, fine!" Qu He was speechless for a moment, finding his words too self-evident.
In the following days, Zhuang Bieyan's execution was exemplary.
He strictly adhered to the three-point agreement and restrained all his transgressions.
But he still did the same as before, picking her up and dropping her off from get off work every day unless there were special circumstances. He also gave her good morning and good night kisses, but they were always just a light touch and then they were gone, as if he was just going through a necessary ritual.
When it was time to sleep at night, he would hold her very gently, remaining very still and not moving around.
For the first couple of days, Qu He did feel relaxed and enjoyed the rare peace and quiet. No longer having to be tormented by him every night, her sleep quality improved significantly, and she didn't wake up with aches and pains in the morning.
She felt that her decision was incredibly wise, and was even secretly pleased with herself, thinking that she had finally got Zhuang Bieyan under control.
But soon, she realized something was wrong.
Zhuang Bieyan no longer pulls her into his arms and kisses her deeply as he used to, nor does he look at her with the same burning, desire-filled eyes as that night. When he holds her in his arms at night, even though he is burning hot, he behaves as obediently as a block of wood.
Sometimes, when the two accidentally got a little too close, before Qu He could even react, he would very "gentlemanly" step back and say with a smile, "Let's keep a safe distance, lest I lose control."
Qu He: "..."
The more he acted this way, the more uncomfortable Qu He felt, as if a kitten's claws were scratching at her heart.
In the evening, Qu He took a shower and lay in bed looking at her phone.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Zhuang Bieyan came out, his clothes still damp with sweat. The top two buttons of his pajamas were undone, revealing his collarbone.
He casually dried his half-dry hair and walked over, picked up a glass from the table, tilted his head back and drank water. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, and water droplets slid down his neck, looking incredibly sexy, making Qu He's throat tighten.
Qu He was somewhat lost in thought, but whether it was because his gaze was too conspicuous or something else, he suddenly looked down at him.
Their eyes met, and he curled his lips into a slight smile, swirling his water glass.
Would you like some water?
"No need! You drink it!"
Qu He suddenly snapped back to reality, thinking that she had been caught peeping. Feeling guilty, she loudly refused, then turned her head and used her hands and feet to spread the blanket off, slipped down, and covered her head with the blanket to go to sleep.
You and the water should go your separate ways in this life!
That evening, after taking a bath, Qu He changed into a silk nightgown that softly hugged her waistline.
She walked out of the bathroom and saw Zhuang Bieyan leaning against the headboard looking at a tablet. Hearing the noise, he looked up and his gaze lingered on her for a moment.
Qu He saw his Adam's apple bob, and she was about to say something, but the next second he casually looked away.
"Are you done washing? Dry your hair so you don't catch a cold."
After saying that, he turned the air conditioner temperature up by two degrees.
Qu He: "..."
It's like throwing a flirtatious glance at a blind person!
She's not even thirty yet, and her eyesight is already this bad?
Qu He stood there, watching him turn his gaze back to the tablet, and her secret expectations were dashed once again.
An indescribable sense of frustration and annoyance welled up inside me!
She slowly climbed into bed, then snuggled closer to him, their skin touching.
But he seemed not to notice anything, he simply reached out and tucked the blanket around her, then placed a kiss on her forehead: "Goodnight, Ahe."
After saying that, he turned off the light and lay down.
He lay down?
So, he lay down?
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