Chapter 2 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

chapter 2

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer to the bathroom, Qin Qiao didn't care if she hadn't finished wrapping her chest strap, so she tucked it in and took her black t-shirt and put it on.

Through the glass on the bathroom door, I saw the tall and straight figure of the man, followed by the sound of the doorknob being turned.

This figure is Uncle Jiu... Zhan Qing.

After that day, I never saw Uncle Jiu at home again.

The moment the door opened, the thin Qin Qiao bit her head and looked up at Zhan Qing.

"Nine... Uncle Nine..."

Qin Qiao's voice was full of panic, but it was the same Qin Qiao with cold eyes just now.

Zhan Qing's eyes were cold and impatient, looking at Qin Qiao's exposed waist, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Qin Qiao followed Zhan Qing's gaze, only to find that one side of her sympathetic shirt was still missing.

A small side of the waist was exposed, and he immediately pulled his sympathetic shirt in a panic.

Then stood there at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Dry your hair and get out!"

Zhan Qing couldn't see Qin Qiao's timid and cowardly temperament, seeing him was like a mouse meeting a cat.

Even though she was afraid of him, she still kept getting into trouble and annoyed him.

For Qin Qiao, Zhan Qing really has no patience. If it weren't for the entrustment of the president five years ago, he would not have taken him in.

Apart from being handsome and cute, Qin Qiao has nothing to offer.

Qin Qiao looked at Zhan Qing's back, exhaled heavily, and leaned against the edge of the sink, her body almost went limp.

Fortunately, only a small part of the waist is exposed. If someone sees a chest strap, he will be discovered...

Qin Qiao didn't dare to dry her hair before going out. She took out a towel, wiped her hair randomly twice, and ran out.

Five years ago, she was still in the orphanage, and the president sent someone to find her.

When it was said that someone was arranged to take care of her, Qin Qiao didn't know at all, and she didn't know the president, so why would she help her.

However, when she knew that it was to arrange for her to go to the Zhan family, she immediately agreed.

Because she was going to Zhan's house to get something, which was very important to her.

From the day she moved into the Zhan Mansion, she called Zhan Qing "Ninth Uncle", and this name has been for more than five years...

Zhan Qing sat by the bed, he was dressed in black, in stark contrast to Qin Qiao's white sheets.

However, Qin Qiao could only feel the invisible oppression and the powerful aura.

Every time she faced Zhan Qing alone, she felt as if she had lost half her life.

Qin Qiao lowered her head, grasping the bottom corners of her shirt with both hands, like a child who has done something wrong and is waiting to be punished.

Even with a corset, Qin Qiao was still afraid of being seen out, so her clothes were all loose and bulky.

She is thin and small by herself, wearing such clothes and lowering her head will make people feel protective.

However, Zhan Qing obviously wouldn't, he couldn't understand Qin Qiao's cowardly and cowardly character the most, he didn't have the vigor that a boy should have.

She is shy like a girl.

"Where does it hurt?"

Zhan Qing is cold-tempered, short-tempered, and cherishes words like gold.

It was really not easy for him to speak nicely to Qin Qiao.

Hearing Zhan Qing's question, Qin Qiao immediately lowered his head.

"I'm asking if you're sick? Are you dumb?"

Qin Qiao closed her eyes to prevent herself from thinking about the scenes of that night.

"I'm asking you something, look up!"

At some point, Zhan Qing walked up to her, pinched her jaw, and ordered in a cold voice.

Qin Qiao opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes, and what caught her eyes was Zhan Qing's oppressive cold eyes.