C19 Think of a Way to Please

Xi Qiujie frowned slightly.

If it were anyone else, the mastiff would have already bit it, and would not have had the patience to do so until now.

When Xi Chujie walked down, the mastiff didn't want Qin Zixia to bathe it. It hummed and ran to the other side.

"Mastiff, come back. Mommy will wash your fragrance." Qin Zixia walked over, and the mastiff turned its head away, not looking at her.

Xi Qiujie asked as he picked up the shower gel.

"Qin Zixia, what type of Body Soap did you give to the mastiff?"

"It's my Body Soap." She still didn't know what she had done wrong.

"Mother Li, bring me the Body Bath Dew specially made for mastiffs." Xi Qiujie instructed Mama Li, who was walking over.

Xi Qiujie took the shower gel and squeezed a bit of it into his palm. He rubbed the foam on the mastiff's body and massaged it skillfully.

It lifted its head in comfort and closed its eyes.

Thinking back to how Qin Zixia clumsily bathed the mastiff, he let out a light laugh.

"Some people are just stupid. They can't even take care of a dog."

Qin Zixia smiled coyly as she stood to the side and watched.

For her sake, she endured it.

Xi Qiujie grabbed the tube and tested the temperature of the water. He frowned and raised the temperature of the water. After washing the blisters off the mastiff, he stepped back a few steps.

Qin Zixia looked at him with doubt, why should she retreat?

At this time, the mastiff swung its body, causing all the water droplets to fly out from its body. Qin Zixia also suffered, and her face and body were covered in water droplets.

Salty, and the smell of chemicals.

Qin Zixia coughed and wanted to spit, but met Chu Jie's disdainful eyes, she immediately swallowed her saliva in fright. The next second, with an expression like a fly being eaten, he rushed to the toilet.

Xi Qiujie's laughter sounded from behind him.

Xi Qiujie must have done it on purpose.

Qin Zixia rinsed her mouth a few times, as she didn't feel so disgusted.

Right now, she was doing her best to please Xi Qiujie so that he could help her implement her plan.

Xi Qiujie was reading the document carefully.

He was a workaholic. Without the mastiff around, his life would have been boring. Except work. Qin Zixia frowned and looked at him.

How, after all, could he please him?

She picked up the Ten Guide to the Hands.

The key word of the driver: Be gentle and considerate, be a good wife.

The first type: understanding the husband's hard work, hand in the book and massage.

Qin Zixia walked up with a cup of warm water and said tenderly.

"Hubby, after looking for so long, you must be thirsty."

Xi Qiujie put down the document in his hand and took a sip of her water.

Qin Zixia walked behind him, pressed her thumb against his temple, rubbed it clockwise, and asked softly.

"Hubby, are you comfortable?"

The man with his eyes closed, with a face full of enjoyment, leaned into her arms.

"Yes, comfortable."

The person above them laughed. What the book said was true. Men all liked to be gentle and considerate.

Xi Qiujie rubbed his hand against her chest.

"So soft."

Qin Zixia's hands paused for a moment. He comforted himself over and over again. The two of them were already husband and wife. Occasionally, they would play tricks on each other, indicating that their relationship was very good.

She continued to massage. Xi Qiujie did not tell her to stop, but she could not.

Slowly, the sound of breathing could be heard from the person in his embrace.

Qin Zixia lowered her head and was slightly stunned.

Truly a monster. He was also exceedingly handsome from a vantage point.

She stood there for half an hour. Xi Qiujie was still unconscious. As a gentle and considerate wife, she couldn't disturb her husband's sleep, but her urge to urinate gradually increased as she helplessly looked around.

She lowered her voice and laughed a few times at the cold night, which stood there like a robot, with no expression on her face.

Qin Zixia winked at him, and he half understood what she meant as he walked over.

Xi Qiujie habitually rubbed the chest of the person behind him.

What about her breasts?

He sat up straight, still without the familiar softness of touch.

No, Qin Zixia didn't have this height at all.

He turned his head to look at his opponent, and saw that his face was as cold as ice. "Go, run 50 laps around Yuejing North Garden."

Even though Leng Ye was expressionless, he was inwardly complaining.

How many times had it been? How many times had it been? The young mistress must have been his nemesis.

The first stage was a failure.

Second Style: Make a good dish and wrap it around a man's stomach.

She was good at cooking.

Qin Zixia closed the book, her face full of determination.

Xi Qiujie walked up the last flight of stairs, smiling as he watched the woman bustling around in the kitchen. Her movements seemed practiced and organized. It seemed like cooking was a common occurrence at home. The smile deepened.

He called his assistant and pushed the table.

The dishes on the table were colourful and fragrant. There was scorched tofu, braised eggplant, chicken mouth with water, fried cauliflower, and pork ribs and corn soup.

Qin Zixia served a bowl of soup to Xi Chujie.

The man sitting at the table elegantly picked up the bowl, opened his thin lips slightly, and took a sip of the soup.

"How was it? Did it taste good?" Her face was full of anticipation.

Xi Qiujie nodded.

"Not bad, just a little lacking in maturity."

"What about the rest?" Qin Zixia didn't believe that each of the five dishes would satisfy his appetite.

"The tofu is too burnt, the eggplant too oily, the chicken mouth too salty, and the cauliflower too light."

Qin Zixia tried it all out, and the space between her eyebrows was slightly wrinkled. It was really delicious, he was simply picky. Thinking about this, she put down her chopsticks and unconsciously added a bit more weight to it.

"Mother Li, be a judge and come over to have a taste. Is my food good or not?"

Mama Li hesitated for a moment and saw that Eldest Young Master had no objections. She stepped forward and tasted each dish, nodding her head in praise.

Mother Li was helping Qin Zixia in the kitchen. To be honest, she was also shocked by the young madam's skillful knife skills and exquisite culinary skills. The dishes made by the young mistress were indeed very delicious, but he didn't know why the eldest young master wasn't satisfied. She, an outsider, was too embarrassed to say too much.

"Young madam, everyone has a different taste. "As long as young mistress is willing to pay a little attention, you'll definitely be able to cook something that will satisfy Eldest Young Master next time."

Qin Zixia agreed with Mother Li's words, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.

"Hubby, I will definitely make you satisfied."

Xi Qiujie picked up the bowl, hiding the smile of 'evil scheme' from his face and took a sip of the soup.

He picked up a cauliflower and saw something under the incandescent light. He held it up to him and pulled something out with his fingers.

It was a hair, about ten centimeters long. It was slightly shining, and before he could clearly see the color of the hair, it had already been snatched by Qin Zixia.

She threw it aside and scolded the mastiff.

"Hey, mastiff, look at you!" I told you not to come into the kitchen. Look, you've got all your hair in here. "

"Woof woof woof!" The mastiff argued.

"It doesn't look black." Xi Qiujie was still conflicted over the hair.

"Mastiff, have you recently gotten some sort of plentiful disease? Look at your fur!" "Come, I'll take you for a walk."

"Woof woof!"

The mastiff's front paws grabbed the floor and it reluctantly got out, but it was still forcibly dragged out by Qin Zixia.

Xi Qiujie's shoulders were shaking, and Mama Li stepped forward nervously.

"Eldest Young Master, what happened to you? Is it choking? "

"Pfft, I'm fine." Xi Qiujie laughed out loud from the bottom of his heart.

Eldest Young Master, he smiled.

Mother Li was stunned for a moment before revealing a gratified smile.

The second style was a failure.

Qin Zixia opened the catalogue of the《 Ten Directions for Controlling the Fathers》 and rubbed the book with her fingers.

Tenth form: The most effective form of masturbating.

She flipped directly to the tenth form, and after reading the first few lines, her face slowly turned red.

Tenth Move: Supreme Grimoire

There was a white disc stuck to the cover of the book. From the surface, it did not seem to be connected to the contents of the book.

Qin Zixia turned her head to look at the door, got off the bed, closed the door, and closed the curtain. She took out the disc and placed it in the drive.

An indescribable scene immediately appeared on the television as a strange and discordant cry rang out.

She was so frightened that she immediately found the remote control and turned down the volume.

Suddenly, as if she was struck by lightning, she felt her body heat up, her face was burning hot, the scene was too obvious, Qin Zixia felt a little dizzy, she felt uncomfortable looking at it, but her brain did not listen to her command, opening her eyes, she was very interested in the scene and content inside.

Qin Zixia nervously bit her thumb, her face blushing as she watched the moves one after another. This was the "essence" of the book.

"Does it look good?" A low, seductive voice came from behind him.

"Hmm, not bad. So this is how it works." Today was her day to broaden her horizons.

Wait a minute!

Whose voice?

Qin Zixia stiffly turned her head, widened her eyes and jumped in fright. She quickly grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV. She looked at the door again.

"How did you get in?"

"There are two doors to the locker room." The man pointed to the open door of the locker room.

In this room, it was impossible to do things in secret. There was no privacy at all. She was full of disapproval, but her watch acted as if she hadn't seen anything. She stood up and stretched.

"I'm so sleepy. It's time to sleep." As he spoke, he walked to the bed and prepared to sleep.

The man followed, lying gracefully and lazily, his hand on the side of his head so that he could hear the sound of the pregnancy.

"Since you've already seen it, aren't you going to do anything?" A pair of fiery eyes, a hoarse voice, and wheat skin and chest made her heart beat wildly.

Qin Zixia swallowed her saliva and looked away with difficulty.

Originally, he had planned to do something. However, after being discovered by others, he felt somewhat ashamed.

Qin Zixia turned around and closed her eyes to pretend to be asleep. Suddenly, a pair of ice-cold hands were like a mischievous egg, restless. The disturbed woman bit her lower lip, unable to fall asleep.

"Take your hand out!" It was originally a slightly angry roar, but when the words entered his mouth, it seemed as though he wanted to reject it, but it also carried a hint of charm.

"No, huh?" "Okay." The word rose in a teasing and charming tone, causing Qin Zixia's heart to itch. Her hands continued to move.

"I want to sleep!"

"Really?" He deliberately squeezed heavily.

Qin Zixia could not hold it in and cried out in pain.

Xi Qiujie pulled his hand away, covered himself with the blanket and turned off the light.