Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 273: Chapter 263: Zhan Qipei Wants to Help Qiao Jing Take a Bath
 

Qiao Jing felt a tender spot in her heart had been touched.

Zhan Qipei stared at Qiao Jing’s fingertip, which was no longer bleeding, and subconsciously licked his thin lips.

This action did not go unnoticed by Qiao Jing, who said nothing but turned around to look for the first aid kit and retrieved a waterproof adhesive bandage.

Zhan Qipei followed closely behind Qiao Jing and immediately stepped forward to take the bandage from her hand when he saw her pull it out.

“Let me help you with that.”

Qiao Jing frowned. It was just a bandage; she could do it herself.

“No need.”

She took another bandage from the first aid kit, but before it had even been in her hand for a second, Zhan Qipei took it away.

Turning her head to look at Zhan Qipei, Qiao Jing felt it was the first time she saw his childlike side.

She didn’t argue with Zhan Qipei anymore; if she took another bandage, he would snatch it again. It was easier to just let him do it.

Seeing that Qiao Jing was finally letting him apply the bandage, Zhan Qipei’s lips curled slightly and he took alcohol from the kit to disinfect the wound.

Qiao Jing watched him somewhat helplessly and reminded him,

“It doesn’t need to be disinfected.”

Zhan Qipei was very persistent about this matter and carefully wiped the wound with an alcohol-dampened cotton swab.

“No, it needs to be disinfected.”

Qiao Jing said nothing more. A cool sensation came from the wound, and as she watched Zhan Qipei’s absorbed expression, her lips curved into a smile.

After he had carefully disinfected the area and applied the bandage, Zhan Qipei finally let go of Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhan Qipei stepped in front of her and asked doubtfully, “You’re going to the kitchen?”

Qiao Jing continued to move forward a few steps.

“Yes, I haven’t finished cooking yet.”@@novelbin@@

Zhan Qipei immediately blocked Qiao Jing’s path, carefully took her injured right hand, and said seriously,

“Your hand is injured, how can you think of cooking? What if the wound gets infected by water?”

Qiao Jing was somewhat speechless, moved her injured fingertip, and her gaze fell on the bandage.

“This is waterproof.”

“Waterproof or not, I’m cooking.”

No sooner had Zhan Qipei spoken than he hurried back to the kitchen, closed the kitchen door, and fearfully locked it, lest Qiao Jing decide to come in.

After turning on the exhaust fan, he pointed to the sofa in the living room, gesturing for Qiao Jing to sit and rest.

Qiao Jing was silent for a while. Since Zhan Qipei wanted to cook, she might as well let him.

She did as Zhan Qipei had suggested, sitting on the sofa and starting to browse through the folder.

Qiao Jing read through materials and contracts quickly, but she memorized every clause deeply. By the time she finished, Zhan Qipei had just come out of the kitchen with the dishes.

“Time to eat.”

Qiao Jing hummed in acknowledgment, about to wash her hands and dishes when Zhan Qipei stopped her again.

“I’ve already washed the dishes, let me help you wash your hands so you don’t wet the wound.”

Qiao Jing didn’t give Zhan Qipei the chance, swiftly washed her hands, and sat down at the dining table.

The meal was both speechless and exasperating for Qiao Jing as Zhan Qipei kept offering her food, and even suggested feeding her.

Qiao Jing felt a sudden throb in her temples.

“No need.”

Seeing Qiao Jing so firmly refuse, Zhan Qipei didn’t insist any further and sat beside her, peeling shrimp.

Not only that, but he also carefully picked out the fish bones and heaped large pieces of fish into her bowl.

Eventually, it was Qiao Jing who finished her meal early and stopped his meticulous service, which then allowed Zhan Qipei to slowly eat the rice in his own bowl.

After he had cleaned up the dishes and utensils, Qiao Jing, having rested for a while, grabbed her clothes and prepared to head to the bathroom for a shower.

“Wait!”

Zhan Qipei’s voice rang out.

Qiao Jing’s footsteps paused slightly, and she turned to ask, “What’s wrong?”

Zhan Qipei strode over to Qiao Jing’s side and volunteered eagerly.

“Your hand is injured, let me wash it for you.”

At this, Qiao Jing could no longer bear it, she furrowed her brows and raised her injured finger in front of Zhan Qipei.

“It’s just one finger that’s injured.”

“Even one finger is important!”

Zhan Qipei spoke earnestly, in his heart, even a scratch on Qiao Jing caused him unbearable pain.

Let alone that it was bleeding! How could he not worry?!

Qiao Jing stopped arguing with Zhan Qipei and turned to enter the bathroom, but Zhan Qipei still followed behind her.

It wasn’t until she opened the bathroom door and went inside that Zhan Qipei also prepared to follow her in.

Qiao Jing felt her temples throb again, she lowered her voice reluctantly and said.

“Zhan, Qipei!”

“I’m here.”

Zhan Qipei replied and managed to follow Qiao Jing into the bathroom.

Qiao Jing pushed Zhan Qipei out of the bathroom.

“Get out.”

Before Zhan Qipei could reply, Qiao Jing locked the bathroom door.

Zhan Qipei stared at the closed bathroom door, feeling a bit disheartened after being shut out…

When Qiao Jing finished bathing and came out of the bathroom, she found that Zhan Qipei was still in the kitchen at that time.

Normally, he would be working at this hour, what was he doing in the kitchen?

Qiao Jing walked towards the kitchen, Zhan Qipei’s tall figure was facing away from her, his slender hands picked up a cup of fresh milk and poured it into a glass cup.

Just then!

Zhan Qipei suddenly turned around, saw Qiao Jing at the kitchen doorway, nervously looking at her finger, and sighed in relief after seeing the bandage was dry.

“It’s good that it didn’t get wet.”

Seeing Zhan Qipei heating milk, Qiao Jing asked, “Did you not eat well?”

Being preoccupied with peeling shrimp and picking out fish bones for her, he had hardly eaten anything himself, Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, feeling inexplicably heartache.

Zhan Qipei took the glass cup out of the hot water, placing it on the dining table.

“No, I recently noticed you haven’t been sleeping well, you snore, but it’s not very loud.”

“Drinking hot milk before bed is beneficial for sleep, I heated it for you.”

Qiao Jing just felt something soft inside her collapse once more, Zhan Qipei always had a way of touching her heart like this.

Wait a minute!

She suddenly froze, her gaze tinged with inquiry as she looked at Zhan Qipei.

“How do you know I haven’t been sleeping well at night?”

She remembered that it had been a while since she and Zhan Qipei had shared the same bed, but he mentioned it as if it were recent?

Zhan Qipei’s gaze faltered, not expecting to slip up in his words.

Recently he had been waiting for Qiao Jing to fall asleep and then secretly slipping into her bed, watching the time every day, sneaking back to his own room when she was about to wake up.

He did not speak, making an excuse for himself while urging Qiao Jing to drink the milk.

“I heard it when I was passing by your room, drink the milk first, I’m going to take a shower.”

Zhan Qipei finished speaking and then returned to his own room, not giving Qiao Jing a chance to continue asking, fearing he’d give himself away.