95 Second Brother's Beauty
Qiao Yue raised his hand to rub her temples, “Brother, what exactly are you thinking about that made you misunderstand to this point?”
Seeing Qiao Yue's expression, Qiao Jing's usually expressionless face showed some confusion.
“Didn't you just kiss Doctor Lu?” Qiao Jing asked.
“What? You said I kissed Lu Ying?” Qiao Yue was so frightened by Qiao Jing's words that she said Lu Ying's full name.
Seeing Qiao Yue's reaction, Qiao Jing knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't understand why he would misunderstand when he had seen it with his own eyes.
“You stood up and kissed him just now,” Qiao Jing said with a frown.
Qiao Yue recalled what had happened just now and chuckled when she thought of the direction Qiao Jing had come from, “Brother, you have misunderstood. I was in a hurry so I stood up abruptly just now and almost fell because I felt faint. How did you see me kiss him? ”
After listening to Qiao Yue's explanation, Qiao Jing suddenly felt relieved. For some reason, the suffocating feeling he had just felt disappeared.
“By the way, brother, are you fine with me liking both men and women?” Qiao Yue asked curiously.
Qiao Jing recalled what he had just said and felt a little embarrassed, “It's up to you who you like. Outsiders have no right to interfere.”
“Eh? Brother, I didn't know you were so open-minded!” Qiao Yue couldn't help but sigh.
Qiao Jing pursed his lips and did not answer.
The two of them returned to Old Master Qiao's ward. Although Old Master Qiao was still surrounded by people, the others made way for them when they saw them. It was all because Old Master Qiao had personally acknowledged Qiao Yue's identity. Even when she was not around, he made the effort to clear her name. It was clear how much Old Master Qiao favored Qiao Yue.
There were still a few days left before the holiday, so Qiao Yue decided to stay by the Old Master's side for the next few days. The purpose of her return to the Qiao family was to fulfill her mother's filial duties. Everything else could be put aside for the time being.
In the evening, Qiao Yue knocked on Qiao Jing's door. After a long while, just as Qiao Yue was wondering if Qiao Jing had left the house, the door to Qiao Jing's room opened.
boxn ov el. c o mQiao Jing was wearing a sleeping robe with a deep V-neck collar that revealed a large area of his pale skin. He was drying his hair with one hand while the other hand was on the doorknob. Beads of water slid down his delicate face to his neck, making Qiao Yue gulp unconsciously.
“Qiao Yue?” Seeing Qiao Yue's dazed look, Qiao Jing frowned and called out.
Qiao Yue was called back to her senses and cleared her throat lightly to cover up her loss of composure.
“Brother, I wanted to talk to you about Grandpa,” Qiao Yue's eyes flickered, but she didn't look at Qiao Jing.
“Come in and talk!” Qiao Jing said.
Qiao Yue hummed in acknowledgment and followed Qiao Jing into his room in a daze. It wasn't until she sat on the sofa that Qiao Yue smacked her forehead. She had planned to go back to her room to sleep right after she had finished saying whatever she wanted to say at the door. How did she end up following him in a daze?
Qiao Jing sat on the sofa opposite him, waiting for Qiao Yue to speak.
“Brother, I want to stay here and take care of Grandpa. I'll go back when Grandpa recovers,” Qiao Yue had her own considerations when she said this. She suspected that someone had drugged Old Master Qiao's drip, but she wasn't sure. Therefore, she wanted to stay here for a while longer. Maybe she could find the person who did it.
“I'll take care of Grandpa,” Qiao Jing said after a few seconds of thought, “You should go back to school.”
“Brother, skipping a few days of school won't make a difference. Grandpa has just woken up and he's so good to me. I just want to take care of him by his side,” Qiao Yue spoke with a hint of coquettishness.
She didn't know how Qiao Jing treated others, but she knew that he was amenable to coaxing but not coercion in her case. As long as she was soft, Qiao Jing would always give in to her.
Unfortunately, Qiao Yue was wrong this time. Even though she said so, Qiao Jing still refused, “I'll take care of Grandpa. When he's more or less recovered, I'll bring him back. Don't worry.”
An idea flashed past Qiao Yue's mind, and she got up before walking behind Qiao Jing. She took the towel from Qiao Jing's hand and gently wiped his hair, “Brother, it's fine to skip a few days of school, don't you think? I just…”
Qiao Yue's gaze was once again drawn away halfway through her sentence. From her angle, she could clearly see the water droplets sliding down Qiao Jing's face, down his neck, and then down to his chest. She could feel her cheeks heat up, and she forced herself to turn her eyes away from the beautiful scene before her.
“Someone who only scored 60 points on the exam is saying that skipping a few days of school is fine?” Perhaps it was because he was relaxed, but Qiao Jing's tone also carried a hint of ridicule.
Chapter end
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