The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker

Chapter 475 - 441: The Name of Husband and Wife

Qiao Yuxian sat on the floor, leaning against Mr. Gu’s leg, sniffled, slowly letting her heart settle back to its original place.Gu Yanjing helped her arm, trying to get her up.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t move.

"Let me sit here and catch my breath," Qiao Yuxian said, "I was scared out of my wits."

Gu Yanjing leaned over and carried her to the bed.

Let her sit on the bed.

Qiao Yuxian looked at Gu Yanjing and still felt somewhat unreal: "Was I with you all night yesterday?"

"Since you came here, you’ve been with me," Gu Yanjing said.

Qiao Yuxian sighed in relief again: "Did you change the clothes on me?"

Gu Yanjing looked at her, without speaking.

Seeing his expression, Qiao Yuxian felt she should have forgotten an important part of last night.

She looked at him, then somewhat guiltily lowered her gaze, and then she began to touch her arm, touch her leg.

Very seriously feel around.

Then she felt there wasn’t any sensation, probably nothing happened last night.

She raised her head again to look at Gu Yanjing, asking: "Did I... do something?"

Gu Yanjing watched her series of actions and sighed inwardly.

Takes him as a beast.

Yesterday he carried her back to the room and put her on the bed; while he went to wash a towel.

When he came back, she had taken off the whole set of black clothes on her.

With a blanket over herself, a pair of fair legs exposed outside.

She saw Gu Yanjing and asked him for clothes to wear.

Gu Yanjing had just arrived here, only had his own clothes.

So he found a shirt of his to give her.

After she put it on, she seemed satisfied, laid down and continued to sleep.

Only after Gu Yanjing wiped her face, wiped her neck, he never slept.

"No," Gu Yanjing replied.

Qiao Yuxian sighed in relief again: "I thought I bullied you. Bullied you and completely forgot."

"..." Gu Yanjing tidied her slightly messy hair, "When did you arrive?"

Qiao Yuxian tilted her head, obediently waiting for him to tidy her hair: "Yesterday afternoon."

"Didn’t come to find me," Gu Yanjing said.

Qiao Yuxian smiled: "I gathered with friends."

Gu Yanjing looked at her without speaking.

Qiao Yuxian thought for a moment: "Friends I haven’t seen for a long time."

"Did they make you drink?" Gu Yanjing asked.

"Nope," Qiao Yuxian said, "They wouldn’t let me drink. But after they got drunk, I secretly took a sip."

Gu Yanjing helplessly touched her head.

Qiao Yuxian smiled again, looked around, and asked: "So where are we now? How did I get here?"

After she finished talking, suddenly covered her mouth, eyes widened, surprised: "Could it be that you missed me so much that you carried me here from bed in the middle of the night?"

Gu Yanjing: "......"

Seeing his speechless expression, Qiao Yuxian burst into laughter, laughed for a while and asked: "So where is this?"

"Twelfth Floor," Gu Yanjing said calmly.

Qiao Yuxian’s smile stiffened on her face, suddenly looking up at him: "Where?"

Gu Yanjing touched her face: "Twelfth Floor."

Qiao Yuxian was stunned for two seconds, then looked around again: "Why... am I here?"

Gu Yanjing looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian asked again: "Why... are you here?"

Gu Yanjing looked at her, still not speaking.

After a while, Qiao Yuxian came to a realization, suddenly shocked: "You... you... defeated Aron?"

Gu Yanjing pinched her face again, acknowledging it silently.

Qiao Yuxian’s eyes gradually widened, pupils trembling deep inside.

She even felt her ears buzzing.

"You..." Qiao Yuxian didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Gu Yanjing was touching her face.

After a while, Qiao Yuxian asked: "Aron is so strong and, did, did you get hurt?"

As she spoke, she tugged at his clothes.

Pulled out his shirt from his pants, touching his arm, to check if he was hurt.

Gu Yanjing held her hand: "It’s fine."

Qiao Yuxian looked at him, clearly not believing it.

Gu Yanjing said, "We played a game of chess; he lost."

Qiao Yuxian didn’t react at all, waited a while before frowning, a face full of question marks.

Seemed to say, listen to yourself talking nonsense.

That’s the owner of the Twelfth Floor.

Aron!

No one has been able to shake his position for over ten years.

Just won a chess game.

Fooling kids?!

"I don’t believe it," Qiao Yuxian said directly.

Gu Yanjing chuckled: "This time it really was just a game of chess."

"Hmm?" Qiao Yuxian frowned.

This time? What does this time mean?

There was another time?

What time was that?

She has so many things she doesn’t know about?

Gu Yanjing didn’t say more, rubbed her face: "Hungry?"

Qiao Yuxian looked at him.

Gu Yanjing said: "Bought clothes. Go put them on."

Qiao Yuxian looked at him again, seeing he didn’t want to say, then said: "Carry me there."

Gu Yanjing turned around.

Qiao Yuxian stood on the bed, wrapped her arms around his neck, lying on his back.

Gu Yanjing held her knees, carrying her towards the bathroom.

Qiao Yuxian placed her chin on his shoulder, after a while, whispered: "Gu Yanjing. Happy birthday."

Gu Yanjing smiled: "Hmm."

"When I just woke up and saw I was in a strange place, I saw you and forgot to say," Qiao Yuxian said.

Gu Yanjing said: "You said it at midnight last night."

Qiao Yuxian was at a gathering yesterday, sent Gu Yanjing a message at midnight.

"Then what gift do you want?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"Anything’s fine," Gu Yanjing said.

Qiao Yuxian smiled: "How about I give myself to you?"

Gu Yanjing smiled lightly: "Aren’t you mine? We’re married."

"But... we only have a couple’s title," Qiao Yuxian said, her voice growing quieter.

Gu Yanjing paused his steps, turned to look at her.

Qiao Yuxian immediately buried her face on his shoulder, stopped talking.

After a while, the silence settled, Gu Yanjing arrived at the bathroom door.

He took off his slippers, set down Qiao Yuxian.

Let her wear his shoes, then touched her head: "Go wash up first."

Qiao Yuxian blushed, raised her eyes to look at him briefly, quickly went into the bathroom.

She washed her face with clean water.

Looking at herself in the mirror with a red face, she thought silently.

What does he mean by "go wash up first"?

What does "first" imply?

With this "first," is there a "then"?

What happens next?

When is next?

Qiao Yuxian looked at herself in the mirror.

Hair wet, water drops hanging on her face.

Her skin was growing redder by the minute.

After a while, she patted her face, trying to empty her mind of thoughts.

But after patting, pictures suddenly appeared in her head.

She slowly raised her right hand, unbelievingly looking at her hand.

Asked this hand: "What did you do? You slapped Gu Yanjing’s face? Did you, you slapped Mr. Gu’s face! That’s Mr. Gu’s face! You slapped it like you were patting a little hooligan! Simply audacious!"