That night, overalls stayed overnight in the villa.
Xia Qianchen was preparing to take a bath when she took out the little clothes from the bag, a cute sheep costume, and a hat with a sheep head...
Xia Qianchen spread out her clothes and took a look, finding it really interesting.
Suddenly a pair of hands hugged her from behind.
"I like you very much today." A deep magnetic voice.
Xia Qianchen was surprised for a moment. As soon as she turned her face to the side, a pair of hot lips came out from the side and kissed her deeply.
Xia Qianchen still held the clothes in her hands, held tightly by his strong arms.
"Don't mess around...well...the child is still in the bathroom...what do you want to do..."
She struggled hard, and Young Emperor Nangong seemed to have suppressed his emotions all day long, and kissed her hard.
The kiss was so passionate, it was like a volcanic eruption that she couldn't resist.
Fortunately, he didn't go beyond the next step. After the kiss ended, both of them were breathing heavily.
Xia Qianchen looked into Nangong Young Emperor's extremely understanding eyes: "What happened to you today?"
Young Emperor Nangong raised his lower lip: "Are you satisfied with my performance today?"
Satisfied? She was almost frightened to death by his strange aura, as if he was carrying a time bomb.
"What tricks do you want to play? Is there something wrong with me?" Xia Qianchen asked, "If so, you can tell me, sir, your silence makes people scared."
"fear?"
"..."
"Shouldn't it be gentleness?" He raised his eyebrows coldly.
Xia Qianchen laughed dumbly: "What do you call gentleness?"
"..."
Nangong Young Emperor picked up her hand and rubbed his rough fingers on the ring in her hand: "It's too late, you have no chance to regret it."
"What do you regret?" Why did he fail to follow up with his words?
"Wearing it means you have agreed."
On her finger is the ring she chose in the mall today.
"What did you promise?" Xia Qianchen asked inexplicably.
"The time is set at the end of this month." He decided domineeringly, but Xia Qianchen had no idea what he had decided.
"What do you mean?" Xia Qianchen's heart sank slightly, and an inexplicable thought occupied her mind. Soon she was laughing at herself in her heart - how could it be possible that he wouldn't marry her.
"If you are satisfied with my performance today, when will you return the chain and diary to me?"
"When do you want it?"
"Now!"
"Ms. Xia," the servant called from the bathroom, "come on, this child keeps crying, I really can't handle it."
Xia Qianchen carried her clothes into the bathroom, and water sprayed towards her, making the servant wet all over.
Sitting in the bathtub with her naked body in overalls, she cried with her eyes closed and splashed with water.
Xia Qianchen's clothes were quickly splashed wet, but fortunately, the child's change of clothes was protected in time and placed high.
"Okay, little guy, Auntie is here! Auntie is here!"
Xia Qianchen sent away the servant and walked into the bath.
As soon as he sat down, Young Emperor Nangong also entered the bathroom, holding the diary and chain in his hand.
Xia Qianchen was surprised. She didn't expect him to be willing to return the things to her so easily. It seemed that the diary had not been opened in the bag, and it was impossible for him to read the contents in such a short period of time.
"Want it?" He raised his hand.
Xia Qianchen was about to leave the bathroom: "Give it to me."
Young Emperor Nangong also placed it on the high cabinet. Qingjun smiled and said, "I'll give it to you after I take a bath."
"Do you want to wash it together too?"
Before Young Emperor Nangong could speak, the little guy had already splashed water on him, making his clothes wet.
Young Emperor Nangong unbuttoned two buttons, exposed his strong and sexy chest, and walked into the water...
Then, a messy voice came from the bathroom one after another:
"Hey, you're almost pushing his head into the water."
"Wash his hair."
"It's not like this. Dry cleaning is better... Wait, I'll bring a towel over here so it doesn't get in his eyes."
"..."
"You poured too much shampoo!"
"He peed."
"Ah? Wait, take him out quickly..."
…
For three days in a row, no one came to look for the overalls.
During the day, Xia Qianchen and Qian Yu took care of him, and at night, he slept between Xia Qianchen and Nangong Young Emperor. From the beginning, he was in a hurry with the child, not knowing how to warm the milk, not knowing how to make him pee, and not knowing how to coax him to eat.
I don’t know how to give him a bath…
As she gradually became more proficient, Xia Qianchen's comprehension was quick.
In the afternoon, Xia Qianchen was holding the little guy and reading a picture album with him in the yard. Suddenly a shadow flashed in the sky, and the eagle landed on Xia Qianyu's shoulder. Its wings seemed to be injured and were a little bloody.
Xia Qianyu's expression changed and she said, "Sister, I've almost recovered from my injury. I'm leaving."
Xia Qianchen raised her head: "What did you say?"
"I'm in a hurry."
"What's the emergency? Are you going out to fight again?" Xia Qianchen was anxious, "I haven't asked you who you provoked last time and why you were shot in the chest."
The eagle called sharply and soared into the sky again, spinning back and forth anxiously.
"I don't have time now. I will tell you when I have the opportunity."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped over the fence and ran in one direction.
Xia Qianchen's intuition was not good, so she put down her child and chased her out of the gate. When she ran out, she saw a black motorcycle parked on the beach not far away, and a figure in black clothes and a helmet started the engine.
The eagle has been perched on that man's shoulder.
As if he noticed Xia Qianchen's gaze as he looked over, the man's gaze came towards her.
Because of the obstruction of the helmet, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure felt so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Xia Qianyu climbed into the back seat of the motorcycle.
"Xia Qianyu, come back!" Xia Qianchen ran forward angrily.
Qianyu held a helmet, faced Xia Qianchen, pressed her lips with one finger, GOOD BYE KISS.
"Chirp--" the eagle made a shrill cry, soared straight into the blue sky, and flew away in the direction of the locomotive.
Xia Qianchen was halfway through the chase when several bodyguards had already caught up and blocked her way: "Miss Xia, please go back."
Damn it! Xia Qianyu, you idiot!
When Xia Qianchen returned to the villa, she thought of the figure on the motorcycle again. Who is he?
It's obviously not Xia Qianye or Leng Tianchen, and there are basically no other people in her life, but that figure is absolutely familiar, and it keeps overlapping with a certain image in her mind, but how?
Can't even remember.
Who is it and what is his relationship with Qianyu? Is that eagle his?