Perhaps it was because she didn't sleep well the night before, or perhaps it was because the morning routine was too tedious. After removing her makeup and taking a bath, Xie Jing couldn't resist the sleepiness any longer. She fell asleep on the bed after coming out of the bathroom.
As for Zhou Jiyun's instructions to blow-dry her hair before going to bed, Xie Jing turned a deaf ear to it.
Zhou Jiyun was worried about her, so when he pushed the door open, he saw Xie Jing lying on the bed, snoring loudly. Zhou Jiyun shook his head, pulled a corner of the quilt over her, and then got up and went to the bathroom.
When he came out again, he had a silent hair dryer and a towel in his hands. After blowing Xie Jing's hair half dry, Zhou Jiyun couldn't help yawning.
After carefully covering Xie Jing with the quilt, Zhou Jiyun pushed the door open and left. He had been exhausted over the past two days and wanted to take advantage of the afternoon to rest. He had a tough battle to fight that evening, so he needed to recharge his energy.
If he slept in Xie Jing's room at this time, all the favorability points he had gained in the morning would be reset to zero. Zhou Jiyun was self-aware of this.
Zhou Jiyun left, and Xie Jing finally turned over on the big bed and opened her eyes. Although she was tired, Xie Jing could still feel Zhou Jiyun's gentle movements when he wiped her hair.
But she was too embarrassed to open her eyes. Is Zhou Jiyun always so gentle to girls? Thinking about how he had just clarified the rumors in public at the wedding, Xie Jing couldn't help scratching her head. Why did she feel that this marriage was different from what she had imagined?
Forget it. Xie Jing, who couldn't figure it out, burrowed deeper into the quilt. If she couldn't figure it out, she shouldn't think about it. Anyway, she just followed one thing: no matter what Zhou Jiyun did, as long as she didn't lose her mind first, it would be fine.
It's enough to taste the bitterness of love once; one can't fall flat on their face twice. Xie Jing fell into a deep sleep, and this time she didn't dream of the fire again. Instead, she slept peacefully.
Xie Jing was still a bit dazed when she was pulled out of bed by the makeup artist and her assistant. Zhou Jiyun leaned against the door, watching Xie Jing lying on the assistant's shoulder like a big cat. It took a long time for her to fully wake up.
"Miss Xie, are you awake?" The makeup artist was not surprised by Xie Jing's behavior. Many people experience this: they don't wake up immediately, but need to sit for a while before their sanity slowly returns.
Xie Jing came back to her senses and blinked sheepishly: "Well, I can do it now, please."
"It's not a problem. Evening makeup is not that troublesome. Miss Xie, you have a good foundation, so the styling can be completed quickly." The makeup artist opened the makeup box while staring at the toast dress next to her, thinking about what kind of styling she should give Xie Jing.
Xie Jing glanced at Zhou Jiyun at the door: "It will take me some time to put on makeup. If you..."
"It's not a problem. I don't have anything else to do." Zhou Jiyun interrupted Xie Jing and said, "Or am I making Jingjing feel uncomfortable here?"
The makeup artist and assistant's ears perked up quietly, gossipy eyes darting over to the two of them from time to time. They were present throughout the noon wedding, enjoying the on-site gossip. Now that the newlyweds are together, are they going to produce more saccharin?
Come on, they are not afraid of saccharin being too sweet, they can bear it no matter how sweet it is!
Xie Jing was helpless: "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that you'll feel bored here."
"How can it be boring to be with you?" Zhou Jiyun picked up a snow pear from the fruit plate, holding a fruit knife in his right hand. Amidst the silver light, the pear skin gradually drooped around the snow pear, revealing the snow-white flesh hidden inside.
Xie Jing stared at Zhou Jiyun's hands in the makeup mirror for several times. She felt that she didn't have much of a favorite thing, but now Xie Jing discovered that she still had worldly preferences.
She only now realized that she was actually a hand control. In the mirror, Zhou Jiyun's fingers were white and slender, without protruding knuckles. His nails were neatly trimmed. Apart from the watch on his wrist, he only wore a ring on his right ring finger.
Xie Jing lowered her eyes to look at her hands. Zhou Jiyun's hands seemed to be a size larger than hers? When they held hands, he seemed to be able to hold her hands completely in his palms...
Thinking of those hands running through her hair in the afternoon, Xie Jing's ears turned red unconsciously.
Zhou Jiyun had already noticed that Xie Jing was staring at his hand. He just lowered his eyes and smiled. He liked Xie Jing's eyes falling on him, as if his eyes were always following hers.
"Ms. Xie, are you hot?" When applying foundation to Xie Jing, the makeup artist saw that Xie Jing's face suddenly turned red, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.
Xie Jing came back to her senses: "Yeah, it's a little hot, it's okay, I'll be fine in a while."
The assistant had already thoughtfully brought a tissue: "Ms. Xie, please wipe your sweat."
Xie Jing took the tissue blankly: "Thank you."
Zhou Jiyun raised his eyebrows slightly. After Xie Jing took the tissue and wiped her face twice, he came over with a fruit plate and said, "Eat some pears to fill your stomach. It's not convenient to eat at night because of the socializing."
Xie Jing said politely, "Want to eat something together?"
Zhou Jiyun shook his head: "No, it has a bad meaning. You can eat. I'll go to the banquet hall to take a look and come up to pick you up later."
He knew that Xie Jing would feel uncomfortable if he stayed here, but his purpose of showing off in front of Xie Jing had been achieved anyway, and he also fed Xie Jing.
Zhou Jiyun didn't stay in the room for long. He picked up the suit jacket next to him and rubbed Xie Jing's head when he passed by her. Then he left the presidential suite.
Xie Jing was a little confused: "It has a bad meaning? Eating a pear has a bad meaning?"
The assistant was going crazy after being patted on the head so directly.
She stamped her feet excitedly. "What a sweet head pat! Separation? This certainly doesn't have a good meaning. Mr. Zhou doesn't want to be separated from you. I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be so particular about this. But the meaning is not good. Why is there a pear in the room?"
Xie Jing tightened her grip around the fruit plate. Her favorite fruit was pears, and she had kept this a secret well. Could it be that Zhou Jiyun knew about this? Or was it just a coincidence?
But looking at the fruit plate on the coffee table, there were oranges, grapes, and two pears, all of which were her favorite fruits. So was it purely a coincidence that Zhou Jiyun chose pears?
The makeup artist smiled and said, "You have to cherish it so much that you won't accept any unlucky words. Mr. Zhou cares deeply about you."
Xie Jing looked at the assistant's auntie smile and felt a little numb. She really couldn't understand their train of thought: "Head patting... is it sweet? I think he's just petting a dog."
"Ahem... Miss Xie, we can't use that analogy." The assistant choked twice, tears streaming down her face. "This is clearly a loving pat on the head, how come it becomes something else when it comes to you?"
Xie Jing lowered her eyes and took a bite of the pear, feeling a little tired: "Whatever you say is what it is."
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