Chapter 259: 259, Playing Dirty_1 Chapter 259: 259, Playing Dirty_1 The person opposite didnât respond for a while, so Jian Qing looked up, her eyes full of questions.
The moment she raised her gaze, she saw the man in front of her staring at her with his fervent gaze.
Following the path of his gaze, she realized where his eyes were fixated, she suddenly felt the urge to knock him out.
âWhat are you looking at?â
She growled with a blushing face.
Damn it, she knew she couldnât trust him.
Quan Jingwu liked to see her blushing and flustered, and he chuckled softly.
ââŠâ
Jian Qing glared at him pretending to be angry, and took the towel from his hand.
âYou can leave now!â
If he didnât leave, she was about to explode.
âAre you sure you can manage all by yourself?â He coughed slightly and asked with a raised eyebrow.
Jian Qing gritted her teeth, âOf course.â
His staying here was what was indeed not okay.
Quan Jingwu laughed dumbly, stretched out both hands, picked her up from under her arms, and put her on the washbasin next to them.
âHey, what are you doing?â
Jian Qing sitting on the washbasin, looked at him with a puzzled face.
âWhat do you think?â He said in a deep voice.
Saying that, his cold hand reached out to her.
âWait.â Jian Qingâs eye twitched.
âAny problem?â his thin lips curled up.
Jian Qing, ââŠâ
Holy crap, of course there was a problem.
A big problem.
âMy hand isnât disabled.â
The implication being, she could do it herself, you sir can kindly get outta here.
âYouâd better leave quickly or else I may catch a cold again.â She was holding the towel with one hand and pushing him away with the other.
The manâs sturdy chest didnât budge even after she pushed him several times.
Quan Jingwu lowered his gaze to the person in front of him, his gaze deepened, and instead of retreating, he moved closer.
âXiaojing, we agreed beforehand.â She leaned back to remind him.
Quan Jingwu leaned in, his hands on both sides of her body, pinning her in front of him, not giving her a chance to escape.
âI donât seem to remember that.â He said in a low, husky voice.
Jian Qingâs eyes, brimming with irritation, âyouâre playing dirtyâŠâ
She caught a glimpse of the showerhead out of the corner of her eyes, so she grabbed it and pointed it at him.
âWhoosh Whoosh WhooshÂÂâ
ââŠâ
Water splashed over him from head to toe; Quan Jingwuâs mouth twitched.
âOh, my mistake, it should have been cold water.!â
Realizing that the water was warm after being splashed, Jian Qingâs mouth curled into a crafty smile.
âXiaojing, wait a second, let me change it to cold water for you.â
Quan Jingwu narrowed his eyes dangerously. Before the cold water could hit him, he reached out his sturdy arm, pulled her into his embrace, âDear, if I catch a cold tomorrow, youâre responsible, okay?â
âAlright, Iâll take responsibility and send you to the hospital for an IV.â Jian Qing said with a beaming smile; the romantic atmosphere was completely shattered by their playful banter.
Suddenly, a cell phone ring echoed from outside.
It was Jian Qingâs phone ringing.
She put the showerhead into his hand, patted his cheek, and smiled with a touch of glee, âXiaojing, you take your time.â
Not many people knew her number; at this time, most calls would be from M Country, probably about something regarding her grandfather. Quan Jingwu couldnât continue either.
His adamâs apple bobbed, a touch of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
Damn it.
If the call wasnât from M Country, heâd kill the caller.
He lifted her with both hands, put her down, and let her answer the phone.
Jian Qing opened the door and walked out quickly.
She picked up the phone and saw that it was Jian Luo calling.
Fearing that her grandfatherâs condition might relapse, she quickly answered.
âLuoluo, is something wrong with grandpa?â
On the other end, Jian Luo was chatting with his grandpa, hearing Jian Qingâs voice, he laughed and said, âSister, grandpa is fine. Donât worry.â
At one side, Grandpaâs face brimmed with kind smiles and looked much better after a few days of rest.
Jian Qing felt relieved hearing that.
âSister, grandpa has something to say to you.â
After Jian Luo finished speaking, he pressed the speakerphone and handed it to his grandpa.
âLittle Qingqing, when are you coming back?â
Upon hearing Grandpaâs voice sound stronger, Jian Qingâs lips curved into smile, âGrandpa, Iâll be back in a few days. You must take good care of yourself.â
At least she had to wait until the wounds on her hand were almost healed to avoid making grandpa worry about her.
Grandpa agreed cheerfully.
In the end, he asked the most important question, âQingqing, are you coming back alone?â
The granddaughter and grandfather had a tacit understanding, and Jian Qing instantly caught his implicit meaning.
She smiled cleverly, âGrandpa, two people are coming.â
At her words, Grandpa burst into laughter, âGood, two people, good. I want to see who captured my precious Qingqingâs heart.â