After so many days of overloaded work, Xixi was actually very tired.
I soaked in the bathtub and fell asleep directly from exhaustion.
In the kitchen downstairs, Qing Muchen was still standing at the door.
His eyes were fixed in the direction she just left, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
The steward next to him looked at him cautiously and asked tentatively, "Master, you just got off the plane. Do you need me to have someone prepare a midnight snack?"
He was still thinking that Qing Muchen might not have dinner, so he asked twice with concern.
"No need!" Qing Muchen replied indifferently, and walked upstairs step by step with his long legs.
He went upstairs, stood at the entrance of the stairs, and wanted to go straight to his room. When he glanced sideways at Xixi's room at the corner, his steps suddenly stopped.
The housekeeper has nothing to do and is about to leave at this time.
Everyone was getting ready to leave when Qing Muchen's voice suddenly came from upstairs, "Uncle Nan, I'm suddenly hungry again!"
"That's it, then I'll go and help you prepare it right away!" The housekeeper lowered his head and was about to go to the kitchen, but he stopped him again, "No, you are not young anymore, just let the younger one come. !”
The butler is actually only forty years old, and he looks several years younger than his actual age.
However, when it came to Qing Muchen's mouth, it seemed as if he suddenly became a rickety old man.
The housekeeper looked at him blankly, his throat felt as if he had swallowed an egg, and he was very choked.
However, nothing was said.
Qing Muchen looked at Xixi's room. The housekeeper understood what he meant.
"Then let me help you wake up Xixi?" the housekeeper suggested again.
"No, just go back and rest!" Qing Muchen replied coldly.
"Okay, Master." The butler understood, did not interrupt, lowered his head and turned around to leave.
Qing Muchen glanced at him sideways, and then turned to the door next to him again as he listened to the disappearing footsteps.
"throat!"
"throat!"
"throat!"
Putting his hand on it, he knocked on the door three times in a row, "Come out!"
There was no reaction in the room.
Qing Muchen's eyes darkened and he patted the door again, "Come out!"
The room was very quiet, as if the people inside had fallen asleep.
Xixi had just gone upstairs not long ago. In such a short time, she could only take a shower. Qing Muchen didn't believe that she fell asleep.
The only thing he thought about was that this woman was inside, deliberately pretending to be deaf and ignoring his orders!
Bang bang!
The sound of knocking on the door was directly replaced by tapping.
The doors of Qing's house are very soundproofed. Xixi was in the bathroom, separated by two doors, and there was the sound of water rushing in the bathroom. She really didn't hear Qing Muchen's knock on the door.
Her head was dizzy and confused.
Her arms were pillowed on the edge of the bathtub, and her head was resting on the back of her hands. She slept a little deeply.
Qing Muchen stood outside for another minute or two, but still didn't see anyone, so he made a very rough move.
He raised his long legs and kicked down the door of Xixi's room. Three times in a row, the exquisite wooden door fell down.
He walked in expressionlessly and glanced around the room with the lights on. Seeing no one, he walked straight to the bathroom.
Xixi suddenly woke up almost the moment the bedroom door was destroyed.
He raised his face stiffly and looked in the direction of the bathroom door in disbelief. He grabbed the towel next to him and was about to cover himself. The unlocked door was suddenly pushed open.