Gong Zi Chuo Chuo

Chapter 422 I'll Tell You a Secret

Grace: "..."

How dare you!

Believe it or not, I'll castrate you!

You scumbag, how dare you lay a hand on me!

Just as Grace was seething with indignation, preparing to unleash her fury in English, Qin Yunxi's action made her freeze in stunned disbelief.

He brought his index and middle fingers to his lips, kissed them, and then pressed the "kissed" fingers to her neck.

Her fair, delicate skin immediately broke out in goosebumps, no, a rash.

But Grace didn't notice this physiological reaction; she was astonished by Qin Yunxi's action and his words.

"Keep it."

"Today's kiss."

He stared at the shocked woman with deep eyes, "You still owe me 38."

"For the next 38 days, I'll collect one each day."

"Don't even think about avoiding me, you can't."

Then, regardless of her reaction, he released her and stepped back.

Grace wanted to scoff and call him shameless, but the itch on her neck pulled her thoughts back.

Shit!

My skin condition is acting up again!

Grace cursed as she ran towards the bathroom, "Get out of my house!"

Qin Yunxi was completely unfazed by the woman's hostile attitude and crude language.

He knew she was difficult to pursue, so he automatically ignored such minor annoyances.

However, no matter how difficult, no woman could truly resist his charm; Qin Yunxi was confident of that.

"Swish swish swish—"

The sound of water came from the bathroom. The esteemed Mr. Qin frowned slightly, knowing without a doubt that Grace was washing away the mark he had left on her.

Shrugging, he didn't feel the least bit upset.

If she didn't like it now, one day he would make her crave his touch, making her linger and yearn for him.

He sighed contentedly.

Qin Yunxi looked at the messy room, rolled up his sleeves, and began to tidy up.

By the time Grace emerged from the bathroom, she saw the man, wearing an apron, holding a trash bag, busy folding clothes, tidying the sofa, clearing the table, washing dishes, and sweeping the floor, all with a gentle expression.

She was once again dumbfounded.

This, this, this—

She was petrified.

Qin Yunxi, in an apron, holding a trash bag, saw the woman emerge and said kindly, "I know you're very busy, but no matter how busy you are, you should live in a comfortable environment."

Grace: "——————"

She simply couldn't believe what she was seeing!!!!!

The living room, which was usually a mess of discarded clothes, books, papers, pens, and design drafts, like a chicken coop, and the chaotic kitchen, were now cleaner and more comfortable than any hotel!

Qin Yunxi gestured to the revitalized living room, "This is how a girl's place should be."

Grace: "——————"

Qin Yunxi: "It's okay if you don't like cleaning; after you marry me, I'll do it."

Grace's mouth twitched. She had intended to get angry and scold him, but suddenly, facing Qin Yunxi like this, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Her mouth felt sealed with glue, unable to utter a sound.

The man continued to chatter, "Don't be surprised or shocked. Before I was twenty, I didn't have any servants. Not only did I have to support myself, but I also had to take care of the whole family."

"Let me tell you a secret..."

What secret?

She didn't care to hear it!

Not wanting to listen to the scumbag anymore, Grace rushed to the door and slammed it shut with a "bang."

Only after the door slammed shut and she reached the elevator did the woman suddenly come to her senses.

That was her home!

Why was she running away?

And Qin Scumbag was still in her house! What might he be doing?!

It seemed wrong to rush back in and tell him to get out now?

Never mind, forget it. Whatever he does, he does.

It's not worth arguing with a man like this, who's full of himself!

Early morning, birds chirped, flowers bloomed, and the air was fresh.

Du Ruoxin felt the sturdy, tall man beside her and woke up instantly.

Opening her eyes, the man's exceptionally handsome features filled her vision.

Du Ruoxin smiled sweetly and said, "Husband, good morning."

Perhaps the man had just woken up too, his low, husky voice filled with magnetism, "Wife, good morning."

Hehe.

Du Ruoxin giggled. Her recent "training" was very effective; he knew to call her wife without her even reminding him.

The woman's desire immediately surged.

She flipped over and pinned him beneath her.