Chapter 116: Chapter 116 Let Hold You Just for a Mont Chapter 116: Chapter 116 Let Hold You Just for a Mont Qingwu wanted to say sothing, but saw that Pei Jue had already taken the quilt from Old Ma and made her bed first before quickly arranging his own on the floor.
The more Old Ma looked at this young master, the more satisfied he beca. See how well he takes care of the young lady!
If Old Lady Lin were watching from the afterlife, she would surely be at ease!
Old Ma, holding an oil lamp and rubbing his hands, spoke up.
“Young Miss, there’s another thing, the bathroom upstairs is broken, so you and the young master will need to bathe and relieve yourselves outside…”
When Qingwu was young, the mountain was very poor, and every household had their toilets outside, built together with the pigsties.
Later, Old Lady Lin said it was inconvenient to go out for restroom and bathing, so she had a bathroom specially built upstairs for her.
“Broken?”
“Not exactly, just a bit leaky. I had soone bring so cent, but the construction team’s not here yet.”
There were indeed a few unopened bags of cent at the bathroom door.
Qingwu nodded, “Understood, Uncle Ma, you should go back and rest.”
Old Ma left with a smile, glancing several tis at the small room of Qingwu and Pei Jue before he went.
This young master, obviously so wealthy, a big boss with assets worth billions, yet he was willing to stay in a house like this with the young miss. It seed he truly had feelings for her!
Old Ma quietly wiped his tears, went to the hall, and offered incense to Old Lady Lin, “Huazhen, rest assured, little Wu girl is doing well now!”
The courtyard gate was closed, and the small yard was steeped in silence, with only the sound of the night breeze.
Qingwu looked at Pei Jue, a bit embarrassed, “Is it okay to bathe in a small house in the yard?”
Pei Jue stood up from his makeshift bed, answering as if it were a matter of course.
“Sure, after staying in the hospital these past days, this is at least better than being there. There are clean clothes in the car, I’ll get them.”
“I’ll go with you.”
Qingwu thought of taking the clothes and bathing, then decided not to go downstairs again.
Pei Jue smiled and gently curled his lips, softly taking her hand.
“Be careful, I’ll lead the way.”
The old house used to be ho to just Old Lady Lin and Qingwu. After Qingwu grew up, she rarely ca back, and the staircase that seed spacious in mory felt narrowed.
Pei Jue walked ahead, firmly holding Qingwu’s hand, taking each step steadily.
Qingwu recalled how, as a child, she almost suffered food poisoning from the sweets given by the Qian Family, and Old Lady Lin had carried her up and down these stairs countless tis, anxiously seeking treatnt.
Those hands, like his, were warm and firm, warming her heart as well…
In the days waiting for Yashan to awaken, Qingwu simply stayed at the hospital, and Pei Jue sotis left for other matters but still often stayed with her there.
Compared to the cold hospital, Qingyuan at least had so hoy feeling.
With clean clothes in hand, Qingwu walked to the small house door in the yard, staring wordlessly at the rickety wooden door.
How did she rember that the door was perfectly fine in the afternoon?!
Why did it now look like it would soon break under the slightest gust?
The small house’s wooden door wouldn’t fully close in one corner, needing soone outside to hold it shut to prevent it from getting blown open by the night wind!
Qingwu looked at that wooden door, feeling as if any repair attempt would instantly retire it from service.
Pei Jue pressed his hand against the door, leaning slightly to look at her, his forehead resting on hers.
“Go in, I’ll watch from outside, no one will co, and the door won’t open.”
His voice was a bit low, carrying an indescribable allure, causing Qingwu’s ears to blush…
Luckily, it was dark enough that her red face wouldn’t be noticed.
She patted her cheek, clutching the clothes tighter, “Okay, I’ll be quick.”
“No rush, I’ll be right at the door, not leaving.”
Not that she was particularly rushing…
Luckily, Qingyuan had a water heater, making bathing fairly convenient.
Qingwu turned on the shower, and the sound of water soon filled the room. The small wooden door had almost no soundproofing, making every sound inside clear to Pei Jue…
Old Ma must have broken the door on purpose for this!
Pei Jue kept his hand on the door, preventing the draft from entering at all.
Yet his mind wandered, as if all her movents were now vividly in front of him…
In the dark, quiet mountain village, without entertainnt at night, every sound seed amplified.
He could almost picture her steps, suddenly feeling parched…
Usually so confident in his self-control, Pei Jue found himself a bit flustered at this mont.
Thankfully, the deep night hid his flushed ears from prying eyes!
Soon, the rustling sound of clothes being put on ca from inside, the fabric brushing against her skin sound sharp, causing Pei Jue’s Adam’s apple to bob up and down.
Qingwu bathed quickly, and in just a few minutes, ca out.
She still had so warmth about her, her face adorably flushed, her hair slightly damp with shimring droplets at the tips.
“Thank you, now you go, I’ll watch the door for you.”
“Alright.”
Inside the bathroom lingered the scent of body wash, also osmanthus-scented.
The steam and osmanthus fragrance drifted onto his skin, mingling with Qingwu’s unique scent…
Pei Jue turned the faucet towards the cold water!
He needed to calm himself!
Qingwu leaned against the door, toweling her hair’s moisture, listening to the water flow.
This was where she lived; the person now with her wasn’t soone she was used to.
Staying at Qingyuan with him, being forced outside to hear him bathe, made Qingwu’s heart itch…
As if she were being watched by her grandmother, making her a bit shy.
Pei Jue quickly finished his bath, holding her hand as they went upstairs.
Qingwu glanced at him, speaking softly, “Don’t you find the conditions here poor?”
“They’re fine. You should know what life was like at the border as well as I do.”
Those days were precarious, to say the least, and now with her by his side, how could he scorn the life here?
Qingwu lay on her small bed as Pei Jue lay beside her.
As she expected, his entire body stretched across the small floor bed, with no room even to turn over.
“How about I check grandmother’s room? You probably aren’t comfortable here.”
If there were really mice in the house, she’d just deal with them.
Pei Jue held her wrist, gently pulling her into his arms.
Qingwu, unsteady, fell on him, her nostrils filled with his scent.
Osmanthus mixed with sandalwood, his usual cologne.
“What are you doing?”
Pei Jue’s hand hugged Qingwu’s waist, chuckling lowly, his voice deep and alluringly magnetic.
“Just a hug, no need to check.”
His hearing had always been notably keen, and he hadn’t heard any sounds of mice in the neighboring rooms.
Old Ma probably made up an excuse, trying to create alone ti for them.
Qingwu blushed.
“Let go.”
“Just for a mont, consider it a favor for being your chauffeur for so long, as interest.”
To hold her as interest? If he ever decided to claim the principal, what terms would he propose?
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