The alarm went off at six in the morning. Xu Qinghe turned over sleepily, grabbed the pillow next to her and took a deep breath from it.
All of a sudden, she opened her eyes, her face somewhat dull. She looked around the room helplessly, then blankly stared at the pillow that she clutched in her hand for a long time before sniffing it. As if she wanted to confirm whether Ji Zizhong slept here or not last night.
“Awake?” Ji Zizhong saw Xu Qinghe sniffing her pillow as soon as she pushed the door open. She couldn’t help laughing at this scene — however, she suddenly thought of something else.
It was the case record of Xu Qinghe subduing gangsters. There were many of these records. In the videos, Xu Qinghe rushed up to face the gangsters, much taller than her, lifted her legs, threw punches, blocked the blow, and wrestled with the gangsters. Even with the blurry and shaky video quality, one could see Xu Qinghe’s gallant and valiant appearance.
She was so beautiful — so brave — so powerful — so outstanding. And all that made Ji Zizhong want to crush her — drag her down from the clouds — make her tumble into the mud — make her struggle and suffer in front of her — make her want to escape, yet she wouldn’t be able to.
Ji Zizhong’s tongue licked her upper teeth without batting an eyelid.
She had just restrained her emotions, and now it seemed like she was getting excited again?!
“Where have you been?” Xu Qinghe looked at her with a sleepy face one usually had when waking up. Even her tone was milky, as if she acted like a spoiled kid.
“Buying breakfast.” Showing a soft smile, Ji Zizhong lifted the bag she was carrying: “Put on your clothes first.”
“Or else I might not be able to hold back.” Ji Zizhong raised her eyebrows, and her gaze deepened slightly.
Xu Qinghe just sat on the bed with the quilt loosely covering her hips. Her naked upper body bathed in the morning sun rays that passed through the curtains — it was as white as buttermilk — and with her sleepy face, some evil desires would emerge even more.
“Oh.” Xu Qinghe stared blankly and pulled up the quilt sleepily to cover herself only as an afterthought. She frowned a bit confusedly and asked: “You went to buy breakfast so early?”
“And last night, we clearly did it–” …quite a lot. A civilian officer like Ji Zizhong was actually physically fitter than her — a frontline criminal police officer?!
The author has something to say:
Five days in a row now. Is this like me? This is not like me at all…!
Xu Qinghe mentioned “Dad” many times now. This “Dad” must be quite important, hehe (trying to spoil the drama)
I want to ask you how you’ll spend May Day. Travelling? Lying at home? I feel that there’ll be a lot of people going out and play XD
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The translator has something to say:
I’m not sure if I should skip the author’s notes that are not relevant to the story at all.
Also I’ve been sick in bed but I’ll try to work on ch6 asap, at least when my eyes are less teary and my head stops hurting orz. Everyone stay healthy!
I’ve seen people are confused about MC’s dad… Without spoiling too much, I will say he’s relevant to the plot. Not the kind of disgusting trope “I slept with your father” though Dx Generally, I try to avoid as much het as possible in the stuff I read/tl.
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