The little woman lying on the bed was sleeping peacefully, with a beautiful and fair face that Mu Chenhao couldn't help but look at for a long time.
It's like admiring a beautiful scenery.
I have been reluctant to break this peaceful scene.
In her sleep, Xia Qingkong seemed to have dreamed of something happy, with a faint smile on her lips.
Mu Chenhao glanced at Xia Qingkong with warm eyes, then sighed, covered her with a quilt, then rushed into the bathroom without looking back, and poured cold water over his body over and over again. The desire was gone.
Mu Chenhao did not dare to admit that the self-control he had always been proud of was broken by a woman he had known for less than a week.
After taking a ten-minute cold shower, Mu Chenhao came out and climbed onto the bed. Who was on the other side of the bed.
In the middle of the night, Qingkong might have felt cold, so she subconsciously crawled into Mu Chenhao's arms. In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes stared at Xia Qingchuan.
After a long time, the man sighed, hugged Qingkong in his arms, and continued to sleep.
At noon the next day, when the sun shone into the room, the whole room felt warm, and Qingkong woke up.
That night, Xia Qingkong slept particularly well, so she was full of energy.
I sat up and stretched, forgetting for a moment that the wound on my arm had not healed yet, and it was so painful that I almost shed tears.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
It's steamed buns.
"Young mistress, you're awake, brush your teeth, wash your face, and have something to eat." Steamed Bun stood at the door and smiled sweetly at Qingkong.
"Okay, I'll come. Where is your young master?" Qingkong asked unconsciously.
Qingkong didn't realize it herself. Every day she would habitually ask, where is your young master
"The young master left early to handle matters at the company, but he said he would come back to take you back to Xia's house in the evening," said the steamed bun.
"Go back to the Xia family? What are you doing back to the Xia family?" Qingkong was confused.
An expression of surprise appeared on Mantou's face, "Hey, young lady, don't you know that today is your father Xia Zhenghua's fiftieth birthday? Your sister also sent an invitation when she came yesterday."
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Qingkong really didn't know, no one had ever told her.
"I remembered that you were still taking a nap when your second lady gave you the invitation yesterday, and the people below just posted it to Brother Azheng."
Since it is Master Xia's birthday, as a daughter, she naturally has to go back to celebrate her birthday.
But thinking about meeting that annoying sister and stepmother again, Qingkong was not in a good mood.
Steamed Bun took the medicine and gauze from the cabinet again, "The young master told me when he left in the morning to help you change the gauze and clean the wound when you get up."
Qingkong nodded and let Mantou bandage her wound. She took out her phone and looked at the time. She was shocked to find that she slept until twelve noon...
"I'll go, I slept for so long, why didn't you wake me up?"
Steamed Bun smiled, with a hint of shyness on his beautiful little face, "The young master told me when he went out in the morning not to let me call you. He said you were very tired last night..."
This is Mu Chenhao.
Qingkong knew what Mantou was thinking, but she couldn't refute it. Instantly, her blood boiled and she scolded Mu Chenhao a hundred times in her heart.
After cleaning the wound and putting the gauze on again, Qingkong got up and ate.
Mantou specifically informed the Mu family's chef that Qingkong got up late, so he cooked some delicious but not greasy food to make Qingkong feel full.
In the afternoon, Mantou started styling and applying makeup to Qingkong.
Qingkong didn't expect that Mantou was good at makeup. Qingkong had a face with excellent features and skin as smooth as gel.
With the help of Mantou's skillful hand, she applied a little pink and white, and she turned out to be incredibly beautiful.
Qingkong's beautiful black hair was also tied up with buns into an elegant yet smart shape, making Qingkong's whole body exude a dazzling light.
"Young lady, you are so beautiful." Steamed Bun's eyes were bright.
"... Let me go, Mantou, you are so good at makeup. I feel like you won't starve to death even if you leave the Mu family." Qingkong joked.
Steamed Bun snorted arrogantly, "I know a lot of things! Young Madam, you should slowly discover them in the future."
"Okay, okay, okay." Qingkong was amused by the steamed buns, her beautiful eyes smiled like crescent moons, and her every move showed a charming attitude.
After the hair and makeup were done, Mantou sent over a dozen evening dresses for Qingkong to choose from.
"Young mistress, these are all tailor-made for you by the young master. Which one do you think is best? You have a wound on your arm. Do you want to pick something that can cover the wound?" asked Mantou.
Qingkong shook his head, "No need."
The knife on his hand was made by Chen Wenkang. When Xia Zhenghua went to the birthday party in the evening, if he saw the gauze on her hand, he would definitely ask how he was injured. Qingkong would answer truthfully, and then observe his stepmother and Xia Qing Wearing expressions to judge whether Chen Wenkang and his stepmother are related.
Therefore, the evening dress tonight must not cover the wound.
Finally, Qingkong chose a milky white tube top evening dress, which made Qingkong look a lot more mature, but she was beautiful but not seductive, gorgeous but not vulgar, and indescribably special.
Even the girl, Mantou, couldn't help but take a second look.
Mu Chenhao came back around four o'clock in the afternoon.
Qingkong was sitting in the hall waiting for Mu Chenhao, holding a humorous comic in her hand and reading happily.
The steamed bun on the side said helplessly, "Young lady, don't smile like that, your makeup is all stained by laughter..."
After Mu Chenhao entered the room, he was obviously stunned when he looked at Xia Qingkong, who was wearing a tube top evening dress with light makeup and a pair of beautiful dotted almond eyes narrowed into crescent moons from reading comics.
This was the first time she saw her like this.
First time seeing her in The Crown.
Although she is wearing a revealing waiter outfit, she does not wear any makeup. She looks pretty and fair, and her teeth are sharp.
The second time was at Xia's house. Although she was dressed up, she still didn't wear any makeup. She showed intelligence in every frown and smile, and she started to argue with him, not to be outdone.
Perhaps it was because of this that Qingkong left a small seed in Mu Chenhao's heart, which slowly sprouted.
Seeing that Mu Chenhao was back, Qingkong put down the comics, with some smile still on his face, "Are you back?"
"Yes." Mu Chenhao calmed down, and there was nothing strange about the expression on his face.
Ah Zheng handed Mu Chenhao a brocade box.
"Put this ring on." Mu Chenhao took out a dragon-head ring that was exactly the same as the one on his hand from the brocade box. Without any explanation, he took Qingkong's soft little hand and put the ring on her ring finger.
Then he took the one off his middle finger and put it on his ring finger as well.