My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 250: What for, to hold you, isn’t that obvious?

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: What for, to hold you, isn’t that obvious?

Shen Dang couldn’t help but ruffle her hair, his touch as gentle as water: "Of course."

When he smiled, it was always pure and captivating.

It was almost three in the morning, and Qiao Xi couldn’t help but yawn.

Recording a program had left her with a sore back and aching waist, and she was ready to take a bath and go to sleep.

Thinking of Shen Dang still being here, it seemed too late to send him back, Qiao Xi was about to speak when she heard Shen Dang’s low, slow voice: "Then I’ll head back first."

The words Qiao Xi had not yet spoken were swallowed back.

Shen Dang watched her hesitant expression, his brow lifting slightly as he leaned in closer, "What? Can’t bear to see me leave?"

Such close proximity was disorienting, Qiao Xi reached out to push him: "No."

Shen Dang: "..."

Shen Dang pursed his lips tightly, his expression slightly displeased.

Her firm "No" really cut to the heart, without a hint of hesitation.

"Tsk." Shen Dang leaned back, looking at her coolly.

Qiao Xi met his gaze: "I was just thinking, it’s pretty late, maybe you could... just stay here for the night. Of course, if you want to go back, that’s fine by me."

A spring-like warmth and a smile flashed through Shen Dang’s dark eyes: "Who said I wanted to go back? Teacher Qiao rarely asks me to stay, I couldn’t wish for more than to stay here forever."

He sure knew how to take advantage of a situation!

Just give him an inch and he’ll take a mile.

"You can only stay for tonight." Qiao Xi was firm: "You leave tomorrow, and you’ll stay in the guest room tonight."

Qiao Xi’s home rarely had visitors, and Su Tutu always shared a room with her whenever she came over.

Although Boss Shen’s visits had been gradually increasing, the guest room had yet to be occupied.

This time she’d make an exception for him.

Shen Dang seemed to be smiling, or it might have been a sigh: "One night is fine. Which one is the guest room?"

He was in quite a good mood now, after trying for so long, he finally had a chance to stay.

Now residing in the guest room, it wouldn’t be long until he could move into her inner chamber. Everything should be done step by step, and Boss Shen felt that day was just around the corner.

Qiao Xi led Shen Dang to the door of the guest room, pushed it open, but didn’t go in: "This one."

Shen Dang pointed at the other room: "And that one?"

"That’s my study."

"Okay." Shen Dang stood there dignified, the orange glow of the hallway lamp enveloping him and casting a faint golden light over him, a smile forming on his lips: "It’s late, go take your bath and sleep. Staying up isn’t good for you."

"Mhm."

Qiao Xi responded, and again couldn’t help but yawn.

But before she finished yawning, she was suddenly pulled into his embrace, his hand on her head, the other encircling her waist.

Qiao Xi’s mouth fell open, then slowly closed.

Qiao Xi frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

She tried to push him away but couldn’t.

Shen Dang found her voice soft and tender, lazy like a cat’s call to him, stirring sweet ripples in his heart, making him feel soft.

"What am I doing? Holding you, obviously. Do you even need to ask?" Shen Dang’s chin rested on top of her head.

Qiao Xi suddenly felt so annoyed with him. After several unsuccessful attempts to escape, she said, "Shen Dang, are you being shameless? I already told you I need to take a bath."

Shen Dang suddenly clicked his tongue: "Not even a hug is allowed?"

Seeing her soft and unguarded appearance, Shen Dang suddenly really wanted to hold her, to confirm that all of this was real.

So, he followed his heart and held her, the feeling of fullness in his arms slowly filling his own heart.

Love comes without warning.

Qiao Xi spoke moodily: "Look what time it is."

"Three o’clock."

It had come so quickly.

Shen Dang reluctantly let her go, his dark eyes watching her deeply: "I’ll let you off tonight. Go and wash up, then sleep."

Without hesitation, Qiao Xi turned around and entered her bedroom.

Shen Dang watched the door close in front of him, his gaze dropping, a trace of laughter in his eyes spilling into a chuckle.

His hands seemed to retain the warmth of her body, Boss Shen thought the night was splendid.

...

When Qiao Xi emerged from the bedroom, she was slightly stunned to see Shen Dang bustling in the kitchen.

The scene before her broke into fragments, then reassembled into a similar image from her memories.

It was when they were on the set of "Detective in the Republic," Shen Dang had always found a way to stay at her place.

The next morning, she would see his broad and handsome figure.

Memories pulled her back to the past, and Qiao Xi became lost in them.

Shen Dang walked out of the kitchen, saw Qiao Xi standing there in a daze, and strode over to her.

He stood in front of her, and she still didn’t respond.

Shen Dang raised a hand and flicked her forehead.

Qiao Xi recoiled in pain, snapping back to reality, and glared at the culprit: "Ouch!"

Did it hurt?

His touch had been quite gentle.

Teacher Qiao was really delicate.

Shen Dang felt she was being coy: "What were you daydreaming about?"

Qiao Xi didn’t answer his question but walked past him to the dining table and sat down: "I shouldn’t have let you stay last night."

Shen Dang walked behind her, resting his hands on the back of her chair, looking down at her stunningly beautiful profile: "I’ve prepared breakfast for you."

There were no work commitments today, and Qiao Xi had slept until ten in the morning.

The sun was already bright and blinding outside.

Qiao Xi looked at the typical breakfast on the dining table: "This breakfast is not only for me."

"The main point is, I prepared it with care because it’s for you. If it was just me, I would have made do with whatever."

Qiao Xi clicked her tongue: "You, the owner of Tan Garden, shouldn’t be saying things like that."

He was the pickiest of all when it came to taste.

Shen Dang chuckled softly: "So, how about you consider letting me stay here permanently? I’ll take care of breakfast and dinner for you."

Qiao Xi looked up at him with a smirk: "Don’t you have a home?"

"My house is too big, I prefer living in this small three-bedroom flat of yours."

Qiao Xi tugged at the corner of her mouth, humorlessly smiling: "Thanks, but I think I feel more comfortable living alone."

He even found her house too small now.

A few years ago, she was already lucky to afford an apartment in this complex, back when she really didn’t have much money.

But things were different now. She had the earnings from several dramas she had completed, her shares in GK, and a portion managed by Chen Jiayan on her behalf.

With savings in hand, Qiao Xi planned to switch to a different apartment, but she hadn’t settled on one yet; she would decide when the time came.

Shen Dang, somewhat discontented, said sarcastically: "Tsk, what’s wrong with having a free chef? Teacher Qiao really doesn’t know how to do business."

"Of course, I can’t compare to Boss Shen’s shrewdness." Seeing him still standing behind her, Qiao Xi became irritated: "Don’t stand behind me."

She tugged at his hand, pulling him to the side: "Hurry up and eat breakfast. Aren’t you going to work today?"