Cold CEO Chasing His Wife: Sweet Wife, Bringing In

Chapter 168 Help Her Wear Shoes

Yu Siqing's eyes widened in shock, she looked at Yu Qianyuan in disbelief, and then her small face turned red as ketchup in a second.

"Qian...Brother Qianyuan...Brother, you, you, you..." Yu Siqing's tongue seemed to be knotted, and she couldn't speak clearly, because Brother Qianyuan was rubbing her breasts!
Seeing her blushing like that, Yu Qianyuan lowered his head and looked in the direction of his hand with some doubts. After seeing the "thing" he was kneading, he was also shocked.

Yu Siqing's little hand covered his, took his hand away, sat up with a red face, her eyes were erratic, and she didn't dare to look at Yu Qianyuan's face at all.

Yu Qianyuan also coughed uncomfortably, then picked up the bag on the bedside table, looked at her and said softly: "Qingqing, these are clothes, you can put them on."

"En." Yu Siqing replied in a low voice like a mosquito farting, took the bag and hugged it in her arms.

Then she got out of bed and carried the bag into the bathroom. Seeing her in the bathroom, Yu Qianyuan got out of bed and went to the closet to change out the wrinkled clothes on her body.

In the bathroom, Yu Siqing looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were watery, her little face was bright red, full of shyness.

In addition to shyness, there were also some unknown emotions, Yu Siqing patted her face, and changed her clothes.

The clothes were a black short sweater and a pair of black pencil pants. After putting them on, Yu Siqing found that they fit very well.

She grabbed her hair and was about to tie it up, but found that there was no hair tie on her wrist, and then remembered that it was Yu Qianyuan who untied her hair, and the hair tie was still in his place.

After Yu Siqing was done, she opened the door and walked out, her face was still red and her eyes were a little afraid to look at Yu Qianyuan.

Yu Qianyuan walked over to pick her up, walked out of the lounge, sat on the sofa, put her thin lips next to her ear, "Qingqing, I'm sorry."

Yu Siqing shook her head with a red face, "It's okay."

"Brother Qianyuan, where is my hair tie?" Yu Siqing looked up at him and asked.

"On the desk." Yu Qianyuan hugged her and walked over to sit down, picked up the hair tie with two little cherries on the desk, hugged her and sat down in her arms, and tied her hair.

"Huh?" Yu Siqing looked at him in shock, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Qianyuan, can you tie your hair?"

"Yeah." He didn't know how to tie her hair before, but at that time she asked him to tie her hair, and she didn't mind if it was crooked. After that, she asked him to tie her hair, and he became proficient.

Even though he hasn't tied anyone's hair in the past eight years, he is still familiar with her and tied her hair neatly.

Yu Siqing touched it and found that it was neatly tied, she was very shocked, she never thought that Yu Qianyuan would tie her hair.

"Brother Qianyuan, how could you..." Yu Siqing was about to ask Yu Qianyuan why she tied her hair when she was interrupted by an embarrassing voice.

Yu Siqing looked at the source of the voice, then covered her stomach, and looked at Yu Qianyuan pitifully, "Brother Qianyuan, I'm so hungry..."

"Oh." Yu Qianyuan smiled lowly, rubbed her little face, and glanced at her watch. It was already past seven o'clock, and it was so late.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner." Yu Qianyuan hugged her and got up, put her on the office chair, picked up the little white shoes next to her, and lifted her little feet to put them on for her.

"Brother Qianyuan, I'll do it myself!" Yu Siqing blushed and moved her feet, but she was caught by him as soon as she moved, and she heard him say: "Qingqing, don't move, I'll come."

Then Yu Siqing stopped moving and asked him to put on shoes for herself. During the whole process, Yu Siqing's face was red, and her sparkling eyes were full of happiness.

After putting on the shoes, Yu Qianyuan got up and held her tender little hand, and said softly, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)