This time, it was her phone that fell.
No wonder she felt the ringtone was right next to her ear; it turned out it really was.
She picked up her phone from the ground, glanced at the time, and saw it was already 8:30.
Oops!
I'm going to be late!
She practically "sat up in shock from her deathbed," immediately taking off her shirt to change, only to stand in the room for two seconds in a daze before slapping her forehead.
Oh no, it's Saturday, no work today.
She slumped back onto the bed and picked up the water glass that had fallen to the floor earlier.
She wasn't even wearing a shirt; she was only wearing her underwear.
Despite being young, this body didn't have much excess fat, even with the original owner's dissolute and decadent lifestyle.
Liang Shi felt a buzzing pain in his head. He lay back on the bed and began to recall how he got back, but he could only recall fragments of memories and could not piece them together into a complete story.
Most of my memories are from when I was in the room.
Xu Qingzhu pressed down on her, just inches away.
Xu Qingzhu lay with her hand beside her, her fingers gently tracing her lips, and she seemed to... stick out the tip of her tongue.
His tongue gently landed on her fingertips, and after feeling the warmth, he enveloped them as if eating something, while Xu Qingzhu wiped her lips with his wet fingers.
...
What happens next?
I've forgotten everything after that.
Liang Shi's lower abdomen tensed up as he recalled those moments.
The memory alone could arouse her such strong sexual desire, so what about last night...?
They probably won't have any relationship, right?
...
Liang Shi tapped her head, trying to recall more, but no matter how she tapped, her memory just stopped there.
She couldn't even remember anything more.
Drinking can lead to trouble.
Liang Shi was wailing inwardly.
She lay there seemingly calmly, staring at the ceiling, but in her heart she was thinking: Should I go and apologize?
But she still had her clothes on, so she probably didn't do it, right?
Shouldn't those who have done it be lying in the same bed?
But Xu Qingzhu wasn't there this morning.
Surely Xu Qingzhu wouldn't put her clothes back on after they're done, would he?
She felt that Xu Qingzhu might slap them both after they were done, and wouldn't possibly put clothes back on her.
In just a few minutes, a storm had swept through Liang Shi's mind.
Her emotions went through a variety of changes, and she eventually chose to lie down and relax.
After all, it happened last night; no matter how powerful she is, she can't go back to the past.
So there's no other way but to lie around like a salted fish.
Liang Shi took a shower, changed his clothes, and then went to the living room.
Xu Qingzhu was not there; only the maid was cleaning.
The maid greeted Liang Shi politely, and Liang Shi bowed his head and asked, "Have you seen Xu Qingzhu?"
The maid glanced upstairs and said, "Madam is resting upstairs."
"Okay." Liang Shi felt a little relieved after learning about Xu Qingzhu's situation.
At worst, she'll just end up like Xu Qingzhu, blacking out.
Although she didn't completely lose her memory, she could still act.
Let bygones be bygones.
At the same time, Liang Shi inwardly despised the original owner's alcohol tolerance. If it were her, she could drink twice as much as last night and wouldn't get so drunk that she blacked out.
Given the original owner's drinking capacity, he should have been a dissolute playboy indulging in sensual pleasures. He should have gone home early to wash up and go to sleep.
Liang Shi sat on the sofa, pressing his temples, as a maid handed him a glass of honey water.
The honey water tasted sweet and calmed Liang Shi's restless emotions somewhat.
Xu Qingzhu didn't go downstairs all morning, while Liang Shi went for a walk in the back garden to exercise and returned just in time for lunch.
The cleaning staff had left. Since Liang Shi had told them not to cook for them, the villa had become increasingly empty. Apart from the cleaning staff coming to clean every morning, it was just her and Xu Qingzhu the other day. She took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and wondered whether she should cook for Xu Qingzhu.
After thinking for a long time, I decided to go upstairs and ask.
After all, she hadn't left her room all morning, so she probably had an appointment for lunch.
Liang Shi finally found an excuse to go upstairs, her feet still feeling weak as she stepped onto the stairs.
I walked halfway and couldn't take another step.
What should I say when I see Xu Qingzhu later?
Even saying hello might be a hassle now.
Liang Shi was afraid that his years of acting experience would be ruined at this moment.
She hesitated, then turned and went downstairs.
Let's not go.
She was just waiting for Xu Qingzhu to come down on her own. As long as Xu Qingzhu didn't mention it, she would pretend not to remember.
right.
that's all.
Liang Shi returned to the kitchen, but started thinking again while chopping vegetables. After struggling for a while, he went up the stairs again.
But after walking a few more steps, he returned to the kitchen.
After this happened several times, Liang Shi was almost driven crazy by himself.
It feels like I actually did something.
She stood in front of the kitchen counter, listlessly chopping vegetables. Her knife skills, which were usually as good as those of a five-star chef, were terrible today. She chopped a cabbage into tiny pieces, leaving it without any texture.
A voice suddenly came from behind, "Are you planning to make dumplings?"
Liang Shi's hand trembled, and he almost cut his finger.
She turned around, and there was Xu Qingzhu.
Xu Qingzhu calmly looked at her, then glanced at the shredded cabbage on the cutting board, giving her a look that was hard to describe. "You only chop vegetables?"
Liang Shi: "...Oh, no."
She then looked down at the cutting board. She had originally planned to stir-fry the cabbage to cleanse her stomach of the oil, but she had accidentally chopped it into this state, making it seem only fit for making dumplings.
It had been a long time since Liang Shi had eaten dumplings, so after a two-second silence, he said, "Yes, we're going to make dumplings. I... I haven't had time to cut the meat yet."
"What about the meat?" Xu Qingzhu asked.
Liang Shi: "...in the refrigerator."
The atmosphere in the kitchen instantly became eerie.
Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Liang Shi coughed softly to cover her embarrassment. "I just suddenly decided to eat dumplings. Do you...do you want some?"
"I...I'll eat." Xu Qingzhu mimicked her speech, then teased her, "What's wrong with you? Does drinking make you stutter?"
"I...I didn't." Liang Shi coughed after speaking, closed his eyes awkwardly, his whole ears were red, like the red clouds on the horizon at dusk. "You...you're talking nonsense."
"I...I didn't?" Xu Qingzhu took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator, twisted it a few times, but found that she couldn't open it, so she went around to Liang Shi's side and handed her the yogurt, "Try to open it, thank you."
Liang Shi took it casually, unscrewed it, and handed it back to her. He glanced at her briefly before quickly looking away.
Or should we ask?
How embarrassing.
But if I don't ask, I feel like there's a thorn stuck in my heart. The mental preparation I made for myself after waking up in the morning, and the decision to let the matter go lightly, all crumbled after seeing Xu Qingzhu.
She wanted to ask.
The most important thing is to know.
Xu Qingzhu was drinking yogurt nearby. After swallowing a mouthful, she asked, "Do you need any help?"
Liang Shi answered simply, "No need."
But after saying it, he regretted it, "Maybe I should still help?"
//
Practice has proven that Xu Qingzhu is indeed a kitchen idiot, just as Xu Qingya said.
If you ask her to add salt, she'll add sugar instead; if you ask her to pour in soy sauce, she'll just pour in vinegar.
...
Liang Shi regretted it and wanted to take back what she had said about asking for her help.
“I think the office suits you better, what do you think?” Liang Shi asked when Xu Qingzhu poured pepper powder into the dumpling filling, mistaking it for five-spice powder.
Xu Qingzhu coughed softly, "I think so too."
“Why don’t you go back to your study and work? I’ll call you when I’m done,” Liang Shi said.
Xu Qingzhu: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
“If you move any further, we won’t be able to eat dumplings today,” Liang Shi said. “We’ll both go hungry.”