Chapter 120 It's So Hot, Help Me Take Off My Clothes
After that day, Wang Ma stewed nourishing foods for Lu Xining every day. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Jin Shaoheng's demands on her were significantly reduced.
Logically speaking, Lu Xining's life should be getting better, but because she was always worried about her pregnancy being discovered, she could never really relax.
On Christmas Eve, Hengqing took half a day off in advance, and Lu Xining went directly to his old house.
Because the New Year (New Year's Day) was to be celebrated in the old house, it had to be arranged in advance, so I simply moved here a few days ago.
When I entered the door, I saw people busy in and out of the kitchen, while Ma Wang and Ma Zhuang were busy decorating the living room.
Decorative lights in the shape of snowflakes are hung all over the house, and gift boxes of various shapes are hung on the tall Christmas tree. The festive atmosphere suddenly rises.
"Are you okay?" Mother Zhuang asked.
"I can't reach it," Wang Ma shouted.
She was holding up the biggest star and struggled to hang it on the top of the Christmas tree, but she couldn't reach it even after a long time.
"How stupid." Zhuang's mother said.
"Would you like to move a higher stool?" Wang Ma said.
Zhuang's mother caught a glimpse of Lu Xining and quickly pulled her over: "Young mistress, how about you help us?"
When Wang Ma saw this, she directly put the star into her hand.
Lu Xining was taller than them, and young and nimble in her movements. The most important thing was that she was always preoccupied. They wanted her to participate and feel the festive atmosphere, which might improve her mood.
Who can refuse two people who are older than themselves? Lu Xining had no choice but to step on the stool with the stars.
But the Christmas tree was too tall, and even Lu Xining had a little difficulty. She had to try to stand on tiptoes, but unexpectedly saw Jin Shaoheng walking down the stairs.
Surprisingly, he was wearing the white Christmas sweater he bought at the clothing store that day, paired with a pair of sweatpants. The whole person gave people a different feeling.
In a blink of an eye, Jin Shaoheng had already arrived beside her, frowning slightly: "Come down, it's dangerous."
Lu Xining still hesitated, but he already stretched out his arms, put his arms around her waist and took her down.
Lu Xining was not used to being intimate with him in front of servants, and wanted to push him away uncomfortably, but Jin Shaoheng did not let him go.
"Don't you know it's dangerous? How do you take care of young mistress?" He started to scold Ma Zhuang and Ma Wang.
The two older people were told to lower their heads and did not dare to explain anything.
Lu Xining knew that they had good intentions, and felt even more regretful, so he quickly took the responsibility on himself: "It's not their fault, it's my own fault."
"Lu Xining!" She actually defended them.
Lu Xining ignored his anger and said quickly: "Wang Ma, I want to eat apple pie. You and Zhuang Ma go to the kitchen and make me some."
When the two of them saw her winking hard at them, they expected that Jin Shaoheng would not be willing to do anything to Lu Xining.
"Yes." So before Jin Shaoheng got angry, he responded and quickly entered the kitchen.
Lu Xining also wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but forgot that her waist was still hooked in his arms.
"He's quite good at winning people's hearts." Jin Shaoheng looked at her with a sinister look.
Unable to run away, Lu Xining could only smile awkwardly and flatteringly: "I am an adult. I have the ability to make judgments and can be responsible for my own actions."
"So you have figured out how to take responsibility?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
"I'm not hurt, so why should I be held responsible?" Lu Xining pretended to be stupid.
"Isn't it too late to get hurt?" Sometimes I feel that she is mature beyond her years, and sometimes I feel that she is actually still a child.
"They originally had good intentions." Lu Xining explained.
"Good intentions may not necessarily lead to good things." Jin Shaoheng was more objective.
"Why do you have no human touch at all?" Lu Xining was dissatisfied.
After all, they are the elders of the family, especially Zhuang Ma, who has served Zhang Tingyu for so many years.
maybe.
In Jin Shaoheng's eyes, if they do well, he can pay them more, but he does not allow them to be careless in their work, just like how he manages his company's employees.
He has always been business-oriented, perhaps as Lu Xining said, he lacks human touch.
"What are you doing?" Seeing his face getting closer and closer to her, Lu Xining subconsciously pressed against his chest.
Jin Shaoheng looked at her nervous look, rubbed her cheek with his thumb, and said, "Looking at the way you were upholding justice just now, I thought you had so much courage."
"This is the living room, please pay attention." Lu Xining glanced around, fearing that a servant would pass by.
"You mean to go back to the room?" Jin Shaoheng deliberately misinterpreted.
"Jin Shaoheng!" She obviously didn't mean that.
"Huh?" He looked at her, not knowing whether it was intentional or absent-minded.
"Let me go." Lu Xining couldn't push him away and was a little annoyed.
"It's the holiday today, don't you plan to give me a gift?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
Gift?
She was not prepared at all.
Because in her mind, although they are getting along "peacefully" now, they are not in a relationship where they can give each other gifts.
Jin Shaoheng stared at her lips and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Then I can only take it myself."
He tilted his head over, and when he spoke, his breath brushed against her lips, and he saw that the four lips were about to kiss together.
Lu Xining suddenly stepped on him.
Jin Shaoheng was in pain, so she took the opportunity to run away.
When Jin Shaoheng was about to chase, his cell phone rang, and he looked at the caller ID with the three words Lin Qingyue.
He looked at the phone screen in the palm of his hand and let it ring for a while until it automatically hung up...
Lu Xining went into the kitchen and did not go out for a while in order to avoid Jin Shaoheng who was "looking at him eagerly" outside.
She pretended to be busy chatting and laughing with Ma Wang and Ma Zhuang, and even made a big Christmas-themed cake herself.
As night falls, everyone gathers in the restaurant to prepare for dinner.
"Shaoheng!" An inappropriate voice came at this moment.
Everyone followed the sound and saw Lin Qingyue being pushed in by Xiaoyan. Her makeup was exquisite, and she looked like she had been carefully dressed.
"Why are you here?" Jin Shaoheng frowned.
Lin Qingyue didn't seem to hear the unwelcomeness in his words, but smiled and said, "Didn't you say you would spend Christmas Eve with me every year?"
Christmas Eve means peace and is of great significance to them who survived the disaster, so Zhang Tingyu specially organized a dinner.
It was also the first Christmas Eve that Lin Qingyue came to Jin's house. She was wearing a beautiful dress and everything she saw was fresh and curious.
But those aristocratic ladies laughed at her, saying that even if she put on a dress, she was still a complete beggar at heart and was not worthy of standing with them at all.
Yes, she does not deserve it.
At that time, Lin Qingyue knew that except for his gorgeous clothes, he actually had nothing.
But wherever she went, Jin Shaoheng was in the center of the banquet, and she realized that having him was enough. So she pretended to be pushed down and deliberately fell down the stairs.
She didn't even need to accuse anyone. With her body covered in scars and blood, she just cried profusely and pretended to be afraid and hid in Jin Shaoheng's arms.
As expected, he drove everyone away angrily and promised her to spend Christmas Eve with him in the future.
The memory was awakened again, Jin Shaoheng pursed his lips and said nothing.
This was tantamount to a tacit attitude, which made Zhuang Ma and Wang Ma secretly anxious and looked at Lu Xining worriedly.
She was still sitting at the dining table, her head lowered and she didn't say a word. But it is conceivable that anyone in this situation would not look good.
"It's so hot, please help me take off my clothes." Lin Qingyue turned to Xiaoyan and said.
Xiaoyan didn't understand their grudges. She only remembered Jin Shaoheng's instructions to take good care of Lin Qingyue and stepped forward immediately.
Lin Qingyue took off his coat, revealing the Christmas-themed sweater underneath. The style and pattern were the same as those on Jin Shaoheng. Even the white color was as dazzling as the one on Jin Shaoheng...