At eight o'clock in the evening, the Qu family's mansion.
The father and son sat at the dining table to eat, as usual, quiet and silent.
Qu Jingzi has long been used to it, as long as she can remember, it has always been like this at home. When her mother was there, she tried to find a topic to talk about, and it was quieter when her mother was away.
"What's the matter? With a sullen face." Hearing his father's question, Qu Jingzi was a little surprised. He was in a good mood, but he was still discovered by his father unexpectedly.
"It's nothing." He didn't want to talk about Yaoyao.
He didn't say anything, but Qu Zhengming knew why. He put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin, wiped his hands and the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Is it related to that girl?"
Qu Jingzi dropped the chopsticks in annoyance, and muttered, "Dad, stop asking."
Qu Zhengming smiled, "Xiaozi, there are many people chasing you, but you ignore her, why did you pick her?"
Qu Jingzi didn't know either, maybe it was because the timing of her appearance was too coincidental, maybe he should have been attracted to her in the first place, there could be many reasons, but none of them mattered, the important thing was that he was indeed attracted.
Qu Zhengming: "Love makes people happy. If it brings only negative emotions, there is no need to exist. Of course I support you if you like it, but if the other party is not worth it, I will not stand still."
Qu Jingzi frowned, "Dad, what do you know?"
Qu Zhengming: "The timing of her appearance is too coincidental to make people doubt her purpose."
Qu Jingzi thought he was only talking about herself, but in fact there was Qu Zhengming. Why was it such a coincidence that she happened to break into his house, and her behavior that day clearly carried some kind of temptation. As the object of temptation, he felt very clearly.
He didn't mind playing with her, but after learning that she was approaching Jing Zi, he couldn't continue to sit and watch.
Apart from not giving Qu Jingzi a normal family, Qu Zhengming is considered a good father.
"This week...next Sunday, I have time, take me home to see what fascinated you." Qu Zhengming ended the conversation between father and son.
Qu Jingzi pursed her lips and nodded.
He also wanted to figure out why Yaoyao was so resistant to his family.
Although Qu Jingzi's room is small, it has all internal organs. Yaoyao lived happily in it. On the third day after he slammed the door and left, she was about to go to bed after taking a shower when the doorbell rang.
She thought it was Qu Jingzi who came back, but in the cat's eyes, she saw two young men in suits and leather shoes.
Probably someone sent by Qu Zhengming.
With a murmur in her heart, she opened the door without taking off the safety chain, and asked, "Who are you?"
The man handed over a box and explained: "Miss Yaoyao, Mr. Qu sent us here to give you this."
Yaoyao looked at it for a while, then reached out to take it, opened the box, and there was a new mobile phone inside.
As soon as I turned it on, the other party called me as if I had calculated the time.
Holding the fuselage tightly, she took two deep breaths before pressing the answer button.
There are only five words, "Come with them."
Before Yaoyao could open her mouth, she hung up the phone, completely treating her as a plaything that was always on call.
It is very late now, what it means to let her go at this time, especially after that night, Yaoyao is very clear.
She didn't ask Qu Zhengming how he knew he was here, and she didn't make unnecessary resistance.
"I'll change clothes." She was still wearing pajamas and slippers.
"No need." The man said with a firm attitude, "Mr. Qu is still waiting."
She pulled off the anti-theft chain, turned off the lights, and locked the door, "Let's go."
It was still the Qu family mansion, when the car entered the gate, Yaoyao couldn't help asking: "Is your young master at home?"
The two just said they didn't know.
Yaoyao couldn't ask, so she had to get out of the car in fear, followed Butler Liu into the door, and went up to the second floor.
Fortunately, I did not meet Qu Jingzi. He is not at home, so I don't know if he lives in school.
Knocking on the door, hearing the word "Come in" from inside, Steward Liu pushed the door open, Yaoyao went in, and the door locked again.
Yaoyao who came last time didn't look carefully, but this time she finally had the opportunity to look at his bedroom.
It is very large and tastefully decorated with dark colors. The furniture is mainly sandalwood and mahogany. The floor is covered with dark green and soft carpets.
Yaoyao noticed that his bed sheets were changed to dark red this time.
He didn't look back, he was wearing pajamas, sitting at the computer desk and reading documents.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, he closed the computer, turned around the chair, looked down from Yaoyao's face, and finally landed on her feet in slippers.
Yaoyao thought of his perverted habit and couldn't help taking a step back.
Qu Zhengming looked at her with deep eyes that were hard to distinguish.
He cocked the corner of his mouth and hooked his fingers at her, "Take off your shoes, come here."
Yaoyao didn't dare to resist, she left her slippers on the floor at the door, and stepped on the dark green carpet with her bare feet.
Green is very picky about skin tone, but if it is white enough, like red, it can infinitely magnify the charm of white.
Qu Zhengming watched, his indifferent gaze slowly burning.
"Is the wound healed?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse.
Yaoyao shook her head hastily, and said with a hint of pleading: "It says it will take a week, today is only the fifth day."
Qu Zhengming laughed again, mockingly, "I know it was written for a week, but what I'm asking is, in fact, are you okay?"
Yaoyao bowed her head, her face turned pale, "Not yet...not yet."
"What's wrong? Is it itchy or does it hurt?"
"... hurts."
Qu Zhengming stood up suddenly, and Yaoyao took another step back in fright.
He pointed to the bathroom, "Go in and wash it up, come out and let me check."
Yaoyao was aroused by his humiliating tone again, her pale face was red and white, and she made excuses: "I didn't bring a change of clothes."
Qu Zhengming smiled again: "When I see you off tomorrow, I will prepare clothes for you."
Yaoyao stood for a long time, but still gave in, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
As the bathroom door closed, Qu Zhengming's smiling eyes immediately returned to indifference. He stood up, opened the closet, took out the clothes prepared by the housekeeper, and threw them on the bed.
The pajamas were blackish blue, translucent, glowing, mysterious and elegant. With a dark red bed sheet and a fair body, it's alluring enough just to imagine it.
When Yaoyao came out, he was leaning against the head of the bed, holding his notebook, not knowing what he was looking at.
Wrapped in a bath towel, she carefully found the hair dryer, sat at the computer desk, dried her hair, and walked in front of him slowly.
Qu Zhengming closed the computer, raised his chin, and signaled Yaoyao to put on his pajamas.
With her back to him, she unbuttoned her bathrobe, put on her pajamas, and quickly fastened the belt around her waist, regardless of the translucent material, which could cover a little bit.
"Lie down, let me see your wound."
Yaoyao's face changed, she didn't expect that he was really ready to watch, she quickly refused, "No, I'm fine."
The smile in Qu Zhengming's eyes had no warmth, "Didn't you say it hurt just now? It's fine now?"
Yaoyao nodded, "It's really good, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"We still have to wait and see. If it doesn't get better and the injury gets worse, I guess I have to wait another week."
Yaoyao was about to cry, afraid that he would really force her to look at the wound, and she didn't care about anything else, so she quickly threw herself into his arms, kissed his lips lightly, touched his body, and shouted: "Don't look at it!" , I'm really fine."
Qu Zhengming sneered, hugged her casually, stopped playing tricks after all, and started to solve his own problems.
Yaoyao pressed his hand in time, and tremblingly said: "Yes... Is there that?"
"Which one?" He frowned, impatient.
"Condoms."
"No." After finishing speaking, he was ready to continue.
Yaoyao quickly pushed him hard, "No, no, I'll take it."
Qu Zhengming paused, "No need for that, you take medicine tomorrow."
Yaoyao secretly gritted her teeth in her heart, cursing this bastard who doesn't treat women as human beings, her complexion changed several times, her legs tightly tightened, trying not to let him succeed, trying to persuade him: "I bought the best! The experience of both men and women."
Qu Zhengming finally stopped, looked at her tense and stiff body, and frowned: "Isn't it more convenient to take medicine?"
Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "The medicine affects endocrine, and I felt nauseous for a long time after taking it, and the condom is still clean..."
Qu Zhengming said "Well", he still doesn't know that it's not good for women to take that medicine.
"Then take it here."
Hearing him let go, Yaoyao almost rolled out of bed and took out two from her pajamas pocket.
Seeing it, Qu Zhengming asked with an ambiguous smile, "Are you sure two are enough?"
Before Yaoyao could answer, he picked up the bedside phone and dialed the internal number, "Go buy two boxes of condoms and send them here."
Yaoyao: "..."
It turned out that what Yaoyao had prepared was really not enough, so she opened a new box later.
I don’t know if it’s lubricated by this thing, but Yaoyao didn’t pass out after this time, although in fact it’s not much different from passing out, she couldn’t even move a finger, and her voice was squealing pain.
She lay in Qu Zhengming's arms in a daze, her eyes were empty, like a puppet without a soul.
He frowned and ignored her. Even if he was injured this time, there should be no infection if there was no foreign body intrusion.
He got out of bed and took a shower, and when he came back to see her still the same, he stared blankly, couldn't help frowning, and said, "That day in the closet..."
Hearing him talk about this, Yaoyao's sanity was finally pulled back a little, she looked at him, puzzled.
Qu Zhengming made a mocking smile, "The paper in the cabinet should be quite wet. When we left that day, we forgot to take it away."
Yaoyao was stunned for a while, then suddenly understood what Qu Zhengming meant by this.
The paper is wet because... because...
She sat up suddenly, but her body was weak, she gritted her teeth and endured, rolled out of bed, opened the door and stumbled out.
I hope Qu Jingzi hasn't noticed the abnormality of those papers, otherwise it's really... really...
Yaoyao pushed open the door of the studio, didn't care to turn on the light, opened the cabinet, and pulled out all the stacks on top.
Just as she was about to turn around, by coincidence, someone came in.
The boy's familiar voice sounded, with doubts, "Is the door open?"
He had just touched the switch on the wall when there was a hoarse scream: "Don't turn on the light!"
Qu Jingzi took a closer look, and there was a woman standing inside.