22 Qin Qiao VS Zhan Qing

The night Qin Qiao was talking about was the night Zhan Qing got drunk and slept with her.

Meanwhile, the night Zhan Qing thought of was the night they were in the Fighting Soul camp.

Looking at Qin Qiao's adorable appearance, Zhan Qing felt irritated once more…

Now irritated, Zhan Qing took Qin Qiao's hands away from his face.

"If you can't handle your drink, then don't do it!" Zhan Qing picked Qin Qiao up and got off the bed.

"Ninth Uncle… your tolerance for alcohol is worse…"

Qin Qiao had mumbled it softly, but Zhan Qing still heard it.

His alcohol tolerance… was not so good. Otherwise, he would not have slept with a person and not know who the damned woman was.

Qin Qiao did not know what was going on, but she would feel an inexplicable grievance when she got close to Zhan Qing's chest.

She felt like crying. And as she blinked her eyes, tears fell.

"Hanhan, happy birthday…"

Qin Qiao said happy birthday again and this time, Zhan Qing heard the name. Hanhan…

Qin Qiao raised her eyes and saw Zhan Qing, then she cried and laughed in an aggrieved manner afterward. "Ninth Uncle, do you want to sleep with me?"

The vein on Zhan Qing's forehead protruded out. He threw Qin Qiao into the bathtub before turning the shower on.

The sudden icy cold water splashing on Qin Qiao's body made her shiver. There were still tears on her face as she blankly looked up at Zhan Qing.

Looking like a bullied dog, she looked so pitiful—it made Zhan Qing's heart tremble.

Looking at those wet eyes, a fire seemed to be burning in Zhan Qing's heart.

He pulled a towel from the shelf and threw it on Qin Qiao's head, covering her face and her eyes…

If Zhan Qing knew Qin Qiao was a girl, he would not have done that.

After being soaked with cold water, Qin Qiao was shivering all over. She pulled the towel off her head and saw how Zhan Qing was coldly staring at her. He even had his arms crossed over his chest.

Qin Qiao's heart thumped. What was the situation?

The scenes that happened just now flashed past her eyes like a movie.

What was all this?

Qin Qiao was considered good with alcohol, but after drowning heavily with alcohol, she was having a bad headache.

"Ninth Uncle, why are you… here?"

She timidly asked while she shivered.

"Didn't you want to sleep with me?" Zhan Qing's jaw moved slightly, and one could not tell whether what he spoke was true or not.

Qin Qiao burped and that adorable expression seemed fixed on her face.

Sleep with Ninth Uncle?

Her thick and curled eyelashes fluttered. When did she say such a thing…

She dared to say that to Ninth Uncle? It's quite impossible, right?

Qin Qiao laughed. "Ninth Uncle, I like to hold and sleep with others if I drink too much. But I wouldn't dare to sleep together with you, I wouldn't dare…"

Perhaps it was because Qin Qiao was soaked with cold water and so her smile was still fixed on her face. She kept waving her hands as she continued to say that she wouldn't dare…

She wanted to sit up and hold the edge of the bathtub, but she slipped back into the bathtub once she had gotten up.

Her legs were numb…

The corners of Zhan Qing's lips lifted slightly and he looked like he was a hunter as he stared at Qin Qiao having a difficult time.

Qin Qiao also looked at Zhan Qing, her gaze seemed to be asking, "What are you looking at? Why are you looking at me? What's there to see?"

Zhan Qing saw that there were goosebumps on Qin Qiao's slender arms and that she was shivering like she had been abused.

Putting his hands into his pockets, he walked slowly to the edge of the tub and looked down at her with a domineering air.