NOVPUBChapter 334: 334, Press people to go to the old mansion (6000)_1
Chapter 334: 334, Press people to go to the old mansion (6000)_1
Jian Qing withdrew her hand, pointed her fingertips at the tablet, and added all the things she wanted to buy to the shopping cart for checkout.
“What are you buying these for?”
Quan Jingwu glanced at it, knitting his brows slightly.
The checkout items displayed on the screen were all small components of electronic products.
Jian Qing smirked, her smile cryptic, “Just getting some little things to kill some time.”
Then, she filled in the address and paid.
Suddenly, her phone beeped once.
It was the notification sound for a new message.
She picked it up and saw that the message was from Quan Yifei.
She took a quick look and got out from under the covers and off the bed.
Before she even got up, she was grabbed by a large hand.
“Where are you going?”
The man’s deep voice sounded, caught Jian Qing’s attention, and she softly replied, “Yifei’s computer has a problem, I’m going to check it out for her.”
Upon hearing this, he let go of her hand, “Don’t be too late.”
“I know.” She glanced at him sideways, murmuring.
For a moment, only one man was left alone in the room.
An itsy bitsy loneliness spread.
His gaze darkened, falling on the tablet tossed aside.
His large hand reached out to bring the tablet in front of him, the screen lit up, asking for a password.
He frowned, his fingertips hesitating.
This thing needs a password too?
After a while, his sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, and his fingertips unhesitatingly entered a few numbers on the screen.
Suddenly, the screen flashed, success.
The password, his birthday…
“Heh!”
A light chuckle escaped his lips, carrying a touch of indulgence.
He opened the shopping app, the laughter around his lips grew stronger as his eyes flickered with an unreadable light.
After a long time, Jian Qing came back.
The bedroom door was ajar, she gently pushed it open and walked in.
She looked up to find him holding her tablet, that upturned corner of his mouth gave her a bad feeling.
“Xiaojing, what are you doing?”
She walked over, kicked off her slippers, and crawled into bed.
Just as she leaned over to see what he was doing, the man’s finger tapped, closing the shopping cart and immediately tossed the tablet aside.
This reaction confirmed Jian Qing’s suspicion.
She peered at him with a questioning gaze, intending to retrieve her tablet.
“Baby girl, it’s getting late, we should go to bed.” Quan Jingwu pulled her hand, holding her close in his arms.
Jian Qing looked up at him and softly asked, “What were you doing with my tablet just now?”
He usually doesn’t like playing games and rarely uses her tablet, behaving strangely tonight was definitely because he did something while she wasn’t around.
The man’s lips curled up slightly, his expression relaxed, “Just checking the news.”
“Really?”
She didn’t believe him.
He nodded, turned his robust body, and both of them fell onto the bed.
“Easy, your wound.”
Jian Qing put her hand against his chest, subconsciously looking at his wound.
“It’s late, we should sleep.” he said.
“Wait, what were you doing with my tablet just now?” She wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight without clearning up this matter.
“Baby girl, if you’re not tired, we can do something beneficial for our minds and bodies.” He looked down at her, his voice husky.
Jian Qing stiffened, then threw on a convincing yawn.
“I’m so tired, I’m falling asleep.”
Saying this, she pulled the blanket over her head, pretending to sleep.
Quan Jingwu smiled contentedly, pulling her close with the blanket.
…
It’s autumn, and Beijing is still somewhat sultry.
A villa in the suburbs was bustling with activity.
“Hurry up, you guys.”
“And this suitcase, these two also need to be taken to the car.”
“You guys be quick about it, no dawdling.”
In the living room, several men were moving luggage back and forth, while An Man was standing aside instructing them, her face showing a hint of anxiousness.
Upon hearing movement from the stairs, An Man looked up to see a man carrying Xiang Cheng down.
“Slow down, put the young master on the sofa,” she instructed.
The man carefully placed Xiang Cheng on the sofa, then continued moving the luggage.
Xiang Cheng leaned stiffly against the sofa, unable to move his limbs, he looked at the suitcases in the living room, an ominous premonition crept into his heart.
An Man sat next to him and gently touched his head, “Chengcheng, we’re leaving the country today, your mom will find the best doctor once we’re there, I’ll definitely cure you.”
She had been calling all night, but there was no news from the other end. She didn’t know whether Jian Qing was dead or alive, she couldn’t wait any longer, she had to leave early.
