Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself

Chapter 525: Go Spend Money on Raising Virtual Pets

Her actions and expressions were quite obvious, as if she desperately wanted to touch something she liked.Xie Qingci also knew that she really liked his muscles, like his abs and pecs. This time it was his arm muscles, which was still quite normal.

But she was still recovering from illness, and such a straight gaze wasn’t good for either of them.

Xie Qingci recalled the doctor’s advice, and after a silent two seconds, he told Yu Xia.

"Actually, I asked the doctor something else."

Yu Xia was already fascinated by the feel of his muscles and asked casually, "What?"

"The doctor said your body is weak, so it’s best not to... have intimate relations."

Yu Xia paused.

"You asked directly???"

"No, the doctor volunteered the information; maybe he thought young people are less restrained?"

Given the current situation, to put it more bluntly, it should be said that she was less restrained.

Yu Xia withdrew her hand and after a silent two seconds, reluctantly explained, "I was just touching, nothing more."

"Then feel free to touch," anyway, she couldn’t eat him, and he carried her out, "What do you want to eat? The cook your brother found has already left, but there’s some chicken congee warming in the kitchen."

Yu Xia’s face felt a bit warm, and she responded with a couple of "Mm-hmm"s.

"Just that. I’ll eat it myself."

"No, I’ll hold you."

He’s fond of this kind of intimate game, and after serving the congee from the kitchen, he sat with her on his lap.

An uncommonly large ceramic spoon was brought to her mouth.

"Open your mouth wide, take a bite."

Yu Xia really had to open her mouth wide to take it in.

"Where did such a big spoon come from?" she mumbled.

Xie Qingci: "Newly bought, got three sets, each with different designs, we’ll try the pink pig set tomorrow."

"..." She glanced at the pattern on the spoon, which happened to be of Chibi Maruko-chan. She had three black lines over her head, speechless, "Why are you so into cartoon stuff lately?"

"Don’t you think it’s cute?" Especially when she could only open her mouth wide for a bite, she was the cutest.

Yu Xia looked disapproving: "Do you have a little girl living inside you?"

The kind that likes anime characters, and dresses in pink sheets pretending to be a magical girl.

Xie Qingci casually came up with romantic words: "It’s you living inside, I only enjoy seeing you being cute. Take another bite... maybe you can make that awoo sound?"

"... What the heck with the awoo, are you possessed?" She grabbed the spoon, taking one spoonful at a time, refusing his peculiar feeding.

Some people usually hide things deep, but in special moments, they reveal their odd quirks. She didn’t think he had this kind of perverse interest before.

Having had his feeding prerogative taken away, Xie Qingci shrugged and reached out to tuck her hair back, so it wouldn’t fall and interfere with her eating.

"Eat slowly, such a big mouthful can be divided into two..."

"I am a self-sufficient adult," she gave him a strange glance, "if you don’t have anywhere else to express this hobby, why not play games online and spend money raising pets, today’s games are very diverse, satisfying most peculiar interests."

"Spending on raising you is enough." He raised his eyebrows and said.

Yu Xia glanced at him: "I’m not a pet."

"Raising a girlfriend can be just like raising a pet." The toys you buy are even pricier, for instance, the Maybach just mentioned couldn’t be the treatment for a pet.

He held her hair with one hand, supported his head with the other, and watched her drink congee, her cheek bulging, his gaze deep.

If someone wasn’t accustomed to such a fervent gaze, they might digest poorly, but Yu Xia was already used to it.

After drinking half a bowl of congee under his gaze, as she was about to get a napkin to wipe her mouth, Xie Qingci beat her to it, carefully wiping it; then he pinched her chin to turn, taking a suck.

"See, raising a pet wouldn’t be like this." He said ambiguously.

Yu Xia rolled her eyes at him.

"That makes you even more perverse then, when interested you treat your girlfriend like a pet, and when you have thoughts, you treat them like a legal cohabitant, even a capitalist would feel sorry for my identity shift, in a workplace, you’d have to give me two salaries."

"I will, if you want it, you’ll get it; when you’re well, I’ll definitely make up double." His arm wrapped tightly around her, pinning her into his embrace, she could clearly feel the vibration in his chest as he spoke.

You could tell just by hearing it’s not something decent.

She rolled her eyes again, reaching to wrap around his neck.

"Carry me to the sofa."

Xie Qingci gladly complied, carried her to the sofa, but still didn’t let go, laying on the sofa with her, pressed her in his embrace, gently patting her back.

The two had been clinging to each other all day, more sticky than usual, just like Yuan Wang said, like conjoined twins.

She looked up, her hand forming a fist to support her chin, fingers lightly sliding across his collarbone, asking him: "Do you ever get tired of this?"

Every couple has a honeymoon phase at the start, but with time, especially after living together, that little bit of sticky affection during the honeymoon slowly wears off.

Following that, one becomes accustomed, tiresome, desires to have private space.

According to what he said, he’d push off work to stay with her for ten days, if each day clung like today, it wouldn’t be surprising if a few days later it would feel just like a live-in nanny only relying on a salary to adjust mood.

Xie Qingci’s hand moved to gently rub her lower back, looking down at her: "Why would you think like that? I won’t get tired."

He enjoyed such closeness, sometimes wanting to embed her into his body, carrying her everywhere. That desire for intimacy burned like a torch, driving him to act.

Yu Xia blinked, leaned over to kiss his chin.

"That’s your reward. But aren’t you tired carrying me around? Holding 20 pounds of rice you’d eventually want to put down, right?"

"No, holding you isn’t like holding rice," he slightly turned, moving closer to her ear, passionate about intimate closeness, lips brushing her earlobe, "you cling, rice doesn’t."

Her long legs wrapped around his waist, body completely relying on him, as her soft body pressed into his embrace, he only wanted to hold her tightly, not let her leave.

Yu Xia chuckled, lying down with her head on his chest, her gaze slightly dazed.

"When I was little, sick, my brother would hold and soothe me. Growing up, when I was sick again, there’d still be someone by my side all day. But back then, I didn’t want to be held, and found it embarrassing. Didn’t think of myself as delicate when sick, even if I had a fever, I’d be able to get up next day for the set to shoot."

But now it felt that being held like a treasure while sick was actually quite pleasant.

Even felt like the illness was healing much faster.

Xie Qingci raised an eyebrow, with a rather lazy tone: "Because you love me, you love me especially."

Yu Xia buried her head into him, laughing softly.

"Yes, love you a lot, especially you, only you."

Their laughter mixed, hearts seemingly resonating at the same frequency, love at this moment silently surged once more.