At eight o'clock in the evening, Qu's mansion.
The father and son were sitting at the dining table to eat, as usual, quiet and silent.
Qu Jingzi has long been used to it. It has been like this at home since she has a memory. Her mother tried to find a topic when she was there, and it was quieter when she was away.
"What's wrong? With a sullen face." After hearing his father's question, Qu Jingzi was a little surprised. His emotions were well received, but he didn't expect to be discovered by his father.
"It's nothing." He didn't want to talk about Yaoyao.
He did not say that Qu Zhengming also knew why. He put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin, wiped his hands and the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Related to that girl?"
Qu Jingzi dropped his chopsticks anxiously and mumbled, "Don't ask me, dad."
Qu Zhengming smiled, "Xiao Zi, there are many people chasing you, you ignore it, why did you pick her?"
Qu Jingzi did not know, perhaps because the time of appearance was too coincidental, or maybe he should have been attracted to her. There may be many reasons, but it is not important. The important thing is that he is indeed attracted.
Qu Zhengming: "Love is happy, if it only brings negative emotions, there is no need to exist. Of course you like me to support it, but if the other party is not worth it, I will not be hand in hand."
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 talking about himself, but there was actually Qu Zhengming.Why is it so coincident that she just broke into her house, and that day her performance clearly showed some kind of temptation, and as a tempted object, his feelings were very clear.
He didn't mind playing with her, but after learning that she was close to Jing Zi, he couldn't sit back and watch.
In addition to not giving Qu Jingzi a normal family, Qu Zhengming is a good father.
"This week...I'll have time next Sunday. I'll have time to show my family where you are fascinated." Qu Zhengming ended the conversation between father and son.
Qu Jingzi pursed her lips and nodded.
He also had to figure out why Yao Yao was so resistant to his family.
The house in Qu Jingzi is small, but it has all the internal organs, and Yaoyao was very happy in it. On the third day of his fall, she was preparing to sleep after the shower, and the doorbell rang.
She thought Qu Jingzi was back, but in the eyes of the cat, she was two young men in suits and leather shoes.
It is estimated that Qu Zhengming sent him.
With a grunt in her heart, she opened the door without leaving the insurance chain and asked, "Who are you?"
The man handed over a box and explained: "Miss Yaoyao, Mr. Qu sent us to send you this."
Yao Yao looked at it for a while, reached for it, and opened the box, which contained a new phone.
Just after turning on the phone, the other party came over as if calculating the time.
Holding the body tightly, she took two deep breaths in succession before pressing the answer button.
Only five words, "Come with them."
Without waiting for her to speak, she hung up the phone and completely regarded her as a plaything on call.
It was very late now, and what it meant for her to pass by now, especially after that night, was clear.
She didn't ask Qu Zhengming how she knew she was here, and she didn't make unnecessary resistance.
"I change clothes." She was still wearing pajamas and stepping on slippers.
"No need." The man was tough, "Mr. Qu is still waiting."
She opened the anti-theft chain, turned off the lights, locked the door, "Go."
Still a Qujia mansion, when the car entered the gate, Yaoyao couldn't help but ask: "Are your young masters at home?"
The two said nothing.
Unable to ask, Yao had no choice but to get out of the car, followed Liu butler into the door, and went up to the second floor.
Fortunately, he did not meet Qu Jingzi, he was not at home, and I don't know if he lived in school.
Knocked on the door and heard the word "in" coming from inside. Butler Liu pushed open the door and walked in. The door was locked again.
Last time Yaoyao did not look carefully, this time finally got the opportunity to look at his bedroom.
Very large, tastefully decorated, dark colors, furniture mainly sandalwood and mahogany, carpets on the floor, dark green, very soft.
Yao Yao noticed that his bed sheet was changed to dark red this time.
He didn't look back, wearing pajamas, sitting at a computer desk and reading documents.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, he closed the computer, turned his chair, and looked down from Yao Yao's face, and finally fell on her feet wearing slippers.
Yao Yao remembered his perverted hobby and couldn't help taking a step back.
Qu Zhengming looked at her, her eyes deep and dark and difficult to discern.
He tilted the corner of his mouth and hooked her finger at her, "Take off your shoes, come over."
Dao Yao dare not resist, leaving the slippers on the floor at the door and stepping barefoot on the dark green carpet.
Green is very picky, but if it is white enough, like red, it can magnify the charm of white infinitely.
Qu Zhengming looked at him, his indifferent eyes slowly burning up.
"Is the wound ready?" he asked, his voice slightly dumb.
Yaoyao shook his head quickly and prayed with a hint: "It takes a week to write, and today is only the fifth day."
Qu Zhengming laughed again, with a mockery, "I know it was written for a week, and I asked, in fact, how are you?"
Yao Yao bowed his head, his face pale, "Not yet... not yet."
"Why isn't it good? Itches or hurts?"
"……pain."
Qu Zhengming suddenly stood up, frightened and took a step back.
He pointed to the bathroom. "Go in and wash it out. I'll check it out."
Yao Yao was agitated by his humiliating tone, and his pale face was red and white, and he made excuses: "I didn't bring any clothes for changing."
Qu Zhengming smiled again: "When I send you away tomorrow, I will prepare clothes for you."
Yao Yao stood for a long time, still yielding, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
The bathroom door closed, and Qu Zhengming immediately recovered his indifference with a smile. He stood up, opened the closet, took out the clothes prepared by the butler, and threw them on the bed.
Pajamas are blue with black color, translucent, glowing, mysterious and elegant.With dark red sheets and a fair body, it's tempting enough to imagine.
When he came out, he leaned on the head of the bed and held his notebook, not knowing what he was looking at.
Wrapped in bath towels, she carefully found the hair dryer, sat at the computer desk, dried her hair, and walked in front of him.
Qu Zhengming closed the computer, raised his chin, and motioned to Yao Yao to put on his pajamas.
With her back to him, she untied the bathrobe, put on her pajamas, quickly tied the waist tie, and she did not care about the translucent material, which could cover a little.
"Lie down, I will look at your wound."
Yaoyao's face changed, but he didn't expect him to read it. He quickly refused, "No, I'm fine."
The smile in Qu Zhengming's eyes was cold, "Don't you just say it hurts? Just now?"
Yao Yao nodded like garlic, "It's really good, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"It's still necessary to look at it. In case it's not good, I'll be injured again and again, I guess I have to wait another week."
He was crying, fearing that he would really force himself. He had to look at the wound, and he could not care about anything else. He quickly rushed into his arms, kissed his lips lightly, touched his body, and shouted, "No need to watch , I'm really good."
Qu Zhengming chuckled and took her by the way. She didn't continue to play tricks and began to solve her problems.
Yao Yao held his hand in time, trembling: "Is there... is that there?"
"Which?" He frowned, with little patience.
"Condom."
"No." When he was finished, he was ready to continue.
Yaoyao pushed him hard, "No, no, I brought it."
Qu Zhengming paused, "You don't need that, you will take medicine tomorrow."
Yao Yao clenched her teeth secretly in her heart, cursing the bastard who didn't treat women as humans, her complexion changed, her legs were tight and tight, preventing him from succeeding, trying to convince him: "I bought the best! It can be enhanced The experience of both men and women."
Qu Zhengming finally stopped, watching her nervous and stiff body, frowning: "Isn't it more convenient to take medicine?"
Yao Yao sighed and quickly explained: "That medicine will affect the endocrine, and I have been nausea for a long time after eating, and the condom is clean..."
Qu Zhengming said, "Well," he didn't know if the woman was taking that medicine well.
"Then take it."
Hearing his slack, Yao Yao almost rolled off the bed with a crawl and went to pajamas and took out two.
Qu Zhengming saw that, with a certain meaningless smile, asked: "Are you sure two are enough?"
Waiting for Yaoyao to answer, he picked up the bedside phone and dialed the extension, "Go and buy two boxes of condoms and send them over."
Yao Yao: "..."
Facts have proved that Yaoyao did not prepare enough, and later a new box was opened.
I don’t know if it’s lubricated. After this time, Yaoyao didn’t faint. Although in fact it was not much different from fainting, she couldn’t even move a finger, and her throat cried. pain.
She lay absently in Qu Zhengming's arms, her eyes were blank, and she was like a doll without a soul.
He frowned and ignored her. Even if he was injured this time, there was no foreign body intrusion, and it should not be infected.
He got out of bed and took a shower. When he came back to see her, it was still the same. He stared blankly, and couldn't help frowning, saying: "That day in the cupboard..."
Hearing this, Yao Yao's consciousness was finally pulled back a little, and she looked at him, puzzled.
Qu Zhengming raised a mocking smile, "The paper in the cabinet should be a lot wet. When we left that day, we forgot to take it away."
For a long while, Yao Zhen suddenly understood what Qu Zhengming meant.
The paper is wet because... because...
She sat up violently, but her body was soft, she gritted her teeth, rolled off the bed, pushed open the door and stumbled and ran out.
I hope Qu Jingzi hasn't found any abnormalities in those papers, otherwise it's really... really...
Yaoyao pushed open the door of the studio, turned on the light, opened the cabinet, and pulled out the entire stack.
As she was about to turn around, it happened that someone came in.
The teenager's familiar voice sounded with doubt, "Does the door open?"
He just touched the switch on the wall and suddenly a hoarse scream: "Don't turn on the light!"
Qu Jingzi looked closely, and there was a woman standing inside.