479: 299 Turn a business trip into a honeymoon vacation…_2 479: 299 Turn a business trip into a honeymoon vacation…_2 Little ancestor wasn’t used to the new bed, and kept thinking it was oriented like the previous one, always feeling like she was about to roll off.
He always had to reach out to catch her, drawing her into his embrace, and only when Xia Ye burrowed her little head into his arms, snuggling tightly, could he feel at ease for a while.
Of course, what really kept him from sleeping wasn’t these things, but…
No matter what, although the night hadn’t ended to his complete satisfaction, the little ancestor wouldn’t be leaving for ho the next day.
Hunter always had an extraordinary patience before getting what he wanted.
During this ti at the border, Jiang Xuan had no other thoughts; he just wanted…
to turn the business trip into a honeymoon…
**
Xia Xian didn’t just buy roast chicken for breakfast but also chicken tacos, chicken salad, and Thai-style boneless chicken feet.
Having been busy all night, Xia Xian was genuinely hungry now.
He had deliberately prepared chopsticks, not knowing that Xia Ye’s cutlery etiquette was of the royal standard, with top marks.
In just half an hour, the table full of delicious food was swept clean.
Xia Xian watched his little sister’s complexion carefully, fearing that she hadn’t slept well last night when he wasn’t ho.
The outco wasn’t bad; his little treasure’s complexion was rosy and full, looking even better than when she had arrived yesterday, but…
His gaze fell on Xia Ye’s small mouth, still nibbling on a chicken wing, and he asked with concern, “Little Tiangao, what happened to your mouth…”
Xia Ye paused slightly, “Oh, I drank too much wine yesterday, got a little heaty.”
“Oh…” Xia Xian believed her, but not completely.
After a mont of silence, he half-closed his eyes and asked with an insinuation, “Little Tiangao, what ti did President Jiang go back last night?”
Xia Ye glanced at the Filipino maid serving beside them and with a still stable deanor, twirled the chopsticks in her hand, “He left after dropping off.”
“Really?” Xia Xian asked again.
But just as he asked, he heard a ‘crack’, as Xia Ye nonchalantly broke the disposable chopsticks in her hand, though her face still wore a slight smile, “Really.”
Xia Xian’s mouth twitched, feeling that if he continued to ask…
Little Tiangao might lose her patience?
Deciding to quit while ahead, he grabbed the cellphone on the table and stood up, “I’m all grimy, I’m going to take a shower first.
You eat so fruit.
Later, I’ll take you to the institute to see how the big precious you gave is doing.”
Seeing that he wasn’t pressing further, Xia Ye returned to her previous obedient behavior.
She smiled and agreed, “No rush.”
**
Although Xia Ye said there was no rush, Xia Xian couldn’t bear to have his little treasure co all the way to the border just to stay at ho every day.
After catching up on so sleep in the morning, he took her to the underground research institute in the afternoon.
The branches of that tree had already reached the second-floor ceiling, and the trunk was thick and strong; no one would believe that it had been grafted by the old ancestor just six months ago.
Even a biologist would probably mistake it for an old fellow with a decade of growth.
High transparent covers had been built around the big tree, supplying the humidity and temperature needed for its growth.
Ordinarily, researchers could only observe through the covers, but as the ‘creator’, Xia Ye, of course, was allowed directly inside.
She walked around the tree, and casually scooped a small piece of bark and chewed on it.
This action was heart-breaking for the person in charge, who knew that when conducting experints, everything had to be repeatedly sterilized, and the most delicate equipnt used for sampling.
But several tis when he wanted to speak up and stop her, he was fiercely glared at by Xia Xian.
Every action of Xia Ye’s had a purpose.
The person in charge of the research institute had already found that the tree’s leaves had miraculous effects on the nervous system’s repair.
What he didn’t know was that not only the leaves but the entire tree was beneficial.
Xia Ye swept aside a portion of the tree with a grand gesture, cutting off half a branch.
Stripping the leaves and stuffing them into her pocket, she then squinted slightly at the fresh and juicy trunk.
Person in charge: “!!!”
**
Back at Xia Xian’s villa, Xia Ye asked the Filipino maid for so materials, spreading everything out in the living room.
She sat directly on the plush carpet, her back resting perfectly against Bru, while all the materials and tools were placed on the coffee table.
First, she peeled the branches, crushed them to extract juice, and then mixed in the purple cabbage, mulberries, and blueberries she had gotten from the maid, mashing them all together.
The Filipino maid found it fascinating and asked in a Borderlands-accented dialect, “Miss Xia, what wonderful thing are you making?”
It was her hotown’s dialect, which made her mouth busy when she spoke it, but it also made her seem more approachable and enthusiastic.
However, due to the heavy accent, Xia Xian often couldn’t understand her, but he didn’t interact with the maid much anyway, so it didn’t really affect him.
To the Filipino auntie’s surprise, Xia Ye actually understood her dialect and even replied with the sa dialect syntax.
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