Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 139 - Why Isn’t She Wearing Clothes?
Chapter 139: Chapter 139 Why Isn’t She Wearing Clothes?
The next day.
In the painting studio of the Huo Family’s small villa.
Qiao Xi, bleary-eyed with throbbing temples, lay on the tatami.
Her hangover response was intense, and she propped herself up with aching back and waist.
Tired.
Her whole body ached.
She rubbed her sore eyes, lazily stretched, and the blanket slid off, revealing her upper body.
Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment—why wasn’t she wearing any clothes?
On the floor were scattered pieces of a dress and underwear, along with some torn scraps of fabric.
She was nearly about to scream.
Her body reacted violently, her limbs ached—had she and Mr. Huo had a drunken mishap last night?
She knocked on her head, unable to recall anything.
Her gaze inadvertently swept over to the drawing on the easel, and she was stunned.
As if struck by lightning.
Then, her cheeks flushed and her body heated up.
This…
What on earth was this?
On the sketch paper, a woman lay nude on the tatami, heavy with sleep. Her features were clear, even… the parts of her body were vividly detailed.
It was a drawing of her!
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Compared to Xu Xingluo’s previous drawing, this was bolder, more realistic, more emotional.
Even though Qiao Xi didn’t understand art, she could see that the strokes in this drawing and Xu Xingluo’s previous one were not by the same person.
Could this be Mr. Huo’s skill level?
Qiao Xi, feeling embarrassed, bit her lip as she stared at the drawing, waves of warmth surging through her over and over again.
The most damning thing was that there was a small turtle on the rear of the woman in the drawing.
Qiao Xi immediately turned to look at her own behind.
There was a crudely drawn turtle on her backside, accompanied by a flamboyant signature.
The three characters “Huo Xingzhou” were very conspicuous.
Qiao Xi was so mortified she wanted to bash her head against tofu and wished she had never been born into this world. Her dress was too torn to wear, so Qiao Xi had no choice but to wrap herself in the blanket and sneak out of the room.
She tiptoed into the corridor, intending to hurry back to her room to take a shower and change clothes.
But unexpectedly.
She bumped into a warm embrace.
“In such a hurry, where are you going?” Huo Xingzhou steadied her by the shoulders and asked.
Seeing him, Qiao Xi’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.
“Nowhere. Mr. Huo, my body reeks of alcohol, and I wanted to take a bath first.”
Huo Xingzhou looked at her with a teasing smile, “Don’t you remember again? Then what should we do, I was taken full advantage of by you.”
Qiao Xi steeled herself, thinking indeed something indescribable had happened.
She felt a tinge of regret—the man had conquered her body, and she had no memory of it.
“Mr. Huo, I am sorry. I will take responsibility,” she said, her face flushed.
“How will you take responsibility?” Huo Xingzhou asked leisurely, watching her, well aware she had misunderstood, yet he didn’t correct her.
He let her struggle and regret.
“I… I will let you decide my fate.”
Huo Xingzhou chuckled, “So obedient? Last night you were very aggressive, stripping off your clothes and clinging to me.”
Qiao Xi felt a mix of shame and anger, and with each word, she wished her head could sink lower.
Huo Xingzhou looked down and said, “Last night you stripped yourself naked, insisting that I draw on your behind, very cute. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t touch a drunk, even if she stripped naked…”
And it wasn’t just his mouth that was tough.
Last night, who knows who spent most of the evening chilled to the bone.
Qiao Xi felt so hot she could smoke, she reached out to cover Huo Xingzhou’s lips.
“Don’t say anymore.”
If he continued, she would be utterly disgraced.
Huo Xingzhou whispered into her earlobe, “I have never painted for any other woman, and since you like my paintings so much, wait for me in the studio after work today.”
He wanted to see what she looked like when she was sober, surely it would be incredibly seductive.
Qiao Xi said softly, “Can I not go?”
“Try it.”
His threat was lingering and sensual as he turned and walked away.
Qiao Xi took several deep breaths before she could recover. Staring at his retreating figure, her mind was filled with the lewd gibberish Shu Xue had spoken.
Such as, the waist of a male dog.
…
At eight in the morning, Qiao Xi returned from leave to work.
The department had heard rumors of her resignation and came to verify. Qiao Xi didn’t confirm it directly, merely stating that she was considering.
Qiao Xi, with sharp eyes, saw Shu Xue yawning and just making it to work on time, and called out to her.
“Shu Xue, I brought you breakfast. Aunt Qian’s handmade soup dumplings, you said you liked them last time.” Qiao Xi handed the glass thermal box to her.
Shu Xue yawned again, tears brimming in her eyes and dark circles under them.
Curiously, Qiao Xi asked, “What were you doing last night?”
“Don’t bring it up, I was hounded by a dog all night.”
Shu Xue was drowsy and thought it was a respectful and handsome guy. She didn’t expect that he would turn into a wild dog once he entered her home, but his waist was indeed nice. Her mattress squeaked all night long.
She just stared at the ceiling, swaying.
Feeling like a small boat in the sea, drifting aimlessly. In the latter half of the night, she attempted to escape, crying and crawling, but was caught by the ankle by the wild dog and dealt with again.
She was drained dry by a male fairy.
Not until dawn did she finally fall asleep.
And she almost arrived late for work.
Tired, but indeed exhilarating.
She had a big appetite and had developed a taste for it.
“When did you get a dog at your place?” Qiao Xi asked.
“Got it last night.”
Shu Xue rubbed her sore waist and looked at Qiao Xi, asking, “Were you taken care of last night?”
“No.”
“Really not? Huo Xingzhou was so forceful last night, asserting his dominance, then carried you off. I saw him slap your butt, and thought you would be taken care of to the point of being unable to get out of bed. Is he all show and no go?”
Shu Xue pushed her shoulder suggestively.
“I was drunk, he wouldn’t touch me.”
“You believe the sweet nothings of men, who knows how much they struggled internally. If he didn’t take advantage of you, it was out of respect.”
Shu Xue concluded knowingly.
Qiao Xi was in a great mood.
Mr. Huo said he never painted a nude portrait for Xu Xingluo, so he hadn’t. She remembered the last time Liu Qiushuang and Xu Xingluo came to the villa, and how Xu Xingluo sneaked down from upstairs.
Those paintings, it must have been her own act.
Secretly putting them there, then making Tian Tian take them away right in front of her.
Crude and low methods, yet effective.
It made one feel as disgusted as swallowing a fly.
“I’ll go see Grandma first.” Qiao Xi stuffed the soup dumplings into her hands and made her way towards orthopedics.
After making the rounds in the ward and not finding her grandmother, the patient in the neighboring bed said, “This morning a rich couple came and transferred your grandma to the VIP ward. They must be your relatives, right?”
Rich people?
Qiao Xi thought of Liu Huimin, could it be that she hadn’t given up hope?
Qiao Xi pressed her lips tightly and hurried toward the VIP ward area.
“Dr. Qiao.”
Liu Huimin emerged from a single patient room, lacking the arrogance of yesterday.
Qiao Xi ignored them and barged into the ward. Seeing her grandmother lying safely in the hospital bed, she sighed in relief.
“Nannan. The kind people from yesterday said they would get me a new room and brought all these things for me, I…” The old lady was anxious and nervous.
“It’s what they should do. You lie down, Grandma. I’ll go outside and talk to them for a moment.”
Qiao Xi addressed Xu Guangyao and his wife, “My grandmother needs to rest. Please, come out.”
