Xixi's expression changed, and she raised her arms to protect herself, but she was a step too late.
Qing Muchen strode towards her, glanced at her face, and took her out without any hesitation, wrapped in a bath towel.
Xixi's face felt hot, and her body in his arms was as stiff as wood.
"I just called you countless times outside!" Qing Muchen reminded her coldly, and strode out with her to the bed in the bedroom. He threw her on the bed with a thud very roughly. .
Xixi's room was a servant's room, specially arranged by Qing Muchen. The facilities were very simple, with no mattress and only bed boards.
With this fall, her bones hit the wooden board, and Xixi fell hard.
What was even more embarrassing was that the bath towel fell off after that.
Her body stiffened for a few seconds, she took several deep breaths, groping for the sheets to wrap around herself, and turned her eyes to him, a cold light suddenly reflected in her eyes.
The two people looked at each other, and he looked at her, his handsome face expressionless.
Xixi looked up at him. She seemed extremely angry, and the flames in her eyes seemed to be burning.
Qing Muchen stared at her calmly, watching her fingers slowly tightening on the sheets, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.
Xixi is an extremely patient person, at least, that's how Qing Muchen feels after being here for more than ten days.
He was obviously born like a rich man, but he didn't say a word or flinch when faced with the overloaded work of the Qing family.
He thought that after so many days, when he came back, she would have disappeared from this home.
However, it now seemed that he had underestimated her.
This was the first time she showed anger in front of him.
However, just when Qing Muchen thought her temper would explode, she didn't know what she had considered. She pulled the hand on the sheet and slowly let go.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing all her temper, Xixi reminded calmly, "It's already midnight. Isn't it appropriate for the young master to enter a maid's room like this?"
"As a servant, don't your duties come as soon as you are told?" Qing Muchen walked towards her step by step, with his arms locked on both sides of her body, and suddenly breathed out gently to her.
His breath was hot, and Xixi's thin skin turned red almost instantly.
"Sorry, my working hours are over now!" She leaned back and put some distance between herself and him.
"Do you have such a bad memory? Don't you have to make up for the time you spent sleeping in the kitchen? Now is the time! Prepare a supper for yourself in the kitchen!" Qing Muchen let go of her arms, stood up, and even looked at her. Without pausing too much on her, he turned around and walked straight out of the room.
He left quickly, not even giving Sisi time to refuse.
Xixi was not afraid of being tormented by him. What she was even more uncomfortable with was his sudden approach just now.
She was relieved when he left.
After getting out of bed, she dug out a set of clean clothes from the closet and put them on, then turned and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
At this time, almost everyone in the Qing family was asleep, and only the occasional patrolling bodyguard would shuttle through the garden.
Only Qing Muchen and Xixi were awake in the entire main room.
Xixi's cooking skills are not very good. For someone who has not been in the kitchen for nineteen years, it is not easy to do chores.
The noise she made down there was a bit loud, and she only went in for a few minutes, successfully disturbing the people who were awake upstairs.