Chapter Twenty: Qiao Ran's Apartment

  Clutching her hair that had been stuck together by the water, she continued to lose control, "Can you even drive? You braked right in this puddle and got me all wet. You're just not being careful on purpose."

  Qiao Ran saw her drenched appearance without any guilt, smiling with a pleased pout, "I thought the psychiatric hospital was flooded and the patients had taken advantage of it to escape. I didn't expect it to be you, looks like you wanted to stop my car, and then what?"

  Someone with a sullen expression didn't say much, walked around to the car door, opened it, and stepped inside with wet feet. The car door closed with a "thud". After sitting down, he pressed his back against the seatback with all his might, causing the water stains to spread across the backrest. He also applied force with his feet, and the water flowed into the car with a "gurgling" sound. "I'm like this because of you, I won't bother arguing with you. Just send me back to my dorm and we'll call it quits."

  Qiao Ran let out a cold snort, rummaged through the car and pulled out a shirt to cover An Xin's face. "First, get yourself cleaned up, then I'll settle accounts with you." With that, he started the car.

  She had angrily taken off her clothes and was about to throw them back, but stopped when she heard him say it was for himself to dry off with. She vigorously rubbed her hair, wringing out all the water, and deliberately flung it into the car.

  Qiao Ran looked at her childish actions and didn't know whether to be angry or amused, "The car has been dirtied by you, the cushion is also wet and can't be used anymore. The car's meter may have also been affected by water, it needs to be sent for repair. All these need to be calculated carefully with you to see how much loss there is."

  Don't bother to argue, just stare at him with burning eyes. One calculation is enough, forget about reasoning, it's pointless to reason with him. As long as she sends herself back to the dormitory, that's all that matters. From now on, pretend to be stupid and ignore what he says, don't acknowledge anything.

  Qiao Ran turned his head and glanced at An Xin, usually he wasn't so tongue-tied when talking to him with some twisted logic, but today he was speechless. Looking at her disheveled appearance, the smile in his eyes overflowed again.

  The car drove for a short while, and both of them remained silent.

  A car was about to turn left at an intersection. He thought for a moment, turned the steering wheel and changed direction, going onto another road instead.

  As the car drove onto the elevated bridge, it veered off course. An Xin's heart skipped a beat as she realized that even if she was directionally challenged, this wasn't the way to school. She began to mutter to herself, thinking something was off. Could Qiao Ran be planning to take her to some desolate area and abandon her? With such a strong desire for revenge, An Xin hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "This doesn't seem like the way back to school?"

  "Yes."

  (⊙o⊙) Do you have to be so honest, sir? How is she supposed to react? She's getting anxious. She combed her hair back, calmed herself down, and continued, "Where did that come from?"

  "My home."

  Shh, don't be too calm, your face is stiff. What's going on with this rich guy again? Is it like what they say on Renren, that those wealthy people bring young girls back to their homes, get them high on drugs and then rape them? Or do they rape first and kill later, fearing the police will find out so they dismember and dump the body in a desolate area? How bloody! How perverted! A wolf in sheep's clothing, mom, this won't do, I must think of a way to escape.

  Just as he was carefully considering it for half a day, a cold and clear voice sounded beside him.

  "We're here, get off."

  Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she remained calm, her legs stiff like a robot. (⊙o⊙) She sat in the passenger seat, not daring to move, fearing that Qiao Ran would make another move.

  "You don't have to do anything, but I want to remind you that the parking lot has not been safe lately. Many female car owners have complained that when they got out of their cars, a strange man suddenly covered their mouths and noses with a towel." Qiao Ran deliberately lowered his voice and said in An Xin's ear, "Later, they all lost consciousness, by the time they realized..."

  Before Qiao Ran finished speaking, An Xin opened the car door and ran out. Qiao Ran's dark eyes sparkled with light.

  When she finally calmed down and came back to her senses, she found herself sitting on the sofa in Qiao Ran's living room.

  Qiao Ran fetched a set of clothes and towels from the bedroom and threw them at An Xin, looking her up and down from head to toe. "The bathroom is on your right in front, go take a shower first, don't catch a cold, we'll talk later." Then he didn't give An Xin a chance to speak and walked back into his own room.

  Some of the monks felt confused, but now their minds were a mess and they couldn't tell what was going on. After hearing Qiao Ran's order, they responded with an "oh" and obediently walked into the bathroom.

  When she turned on the showerhead, she still didn't understand how she ended up following him back to his apartment, but the sticky feeling on her body was really unbearable. Anyway, he said they'd talk about it later. For now, she just wanted to wash herself clean and comfortable first.

  Feel free to start observing this bathroom, it's a bit enviable. The black and white ceramic tiles on the floor are as cold as someone, but they do have a domineering aura. The walls are pasted with waterproof wallpaper, with dark gray patterns, but what catches people's attention is that huge round bathtub. An Xin can't help but feel envious, isn't it every girl's dream to soak in a big bathtub? It's her long-held girly fantasy, something she hasn't been able to fulfill all these years. And now Qiao Ran, this rich person, gets to do it every day - isn't that just rubbing it in people's faces? O（╯□╰）o

  She was daydreaming while taking a shower, and in fact, she was soaking in that bathtub.

  Looking at the row of men's shampoo and body wash on the shelf, I hesitated. Can these men's toiletries be used on myself? Will it make me sick or cause a surge in male hormones, resulting in me growing a big beard?

  In the end, she still used Qiao Ran's shower gel. There was no other way; if she went out without washing herself clean, it would be more unbearable than death itself, although she still didn't know what death tasted like.

  Qiao Ran took a shower in the small bathroom of his bedroom, changed into a set of casual clothes, a loose T-shirt and cotton pants. His strong aura was somewhat softened, but he still stood tall and upright. He stood on the balcony quietly smoking, lost in thought.

  She walked out with a distorted face, tugging at the hem of her clothes and covering the collar, taking small steps. The T-shirt Qiao Ran gave her was one of his own, and on her body, it could easily pass as a nightgown - she just looked very awkward in it~ (╯▽╰）The neckline of this shirt was a bit too big, and when she lowered her head, the spring scenery on her chest was visible.

  The most important thing is that she didn't wear any underwear, oh my god! The previous one had been soaked by the rain and couldn't be worn again. Qiao Ran also didn't prepare any for her, so she was very embarrassed. You want a young girl to wear a man's T-shirt without wearing any underwear in front of a normal 27- or 28-year-old man, this...this...this is simply asking for death!

  Digression

  Guess ~ guess ~ will there be blushing and heart-pounding things later? Will there be ~ (≧▽≦) / ~ la la la

  My wife is pregnant 20_ updated!