Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 319: Rap: He Yu and One Heart Toward the Dao: Xia

Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Rap: He Yu and One Heart Toward the Dao: Xia

Xie Qingci couldn’t argue with her, her one word "like" could shut him up.

Although, out of the two of them, it’s clearly him who lacks a sense of security.

After eating, Yu Xia felt full and didn’t rush to sleep. She took out a yoga mat to exercise for a while.

She was doing small movements like kneeling and stretching her arms, unable to successfully do anything else.

Xie Qingci sat beside her reading a book, accompanying her. After each page, he would raise his head to look at her a couple of times, then put his head back down to continue reading.

In the end, he simply closed the book and focused entirely on watching her.

Her face was all scrunched up as she stretched her arms, looking quite uncomfortable. When she tilted her neck, he could even hear the bones cracking.

And her waist, she didn’t dare keep it straight while kneeling, doing everything haphazardly, and getting frustrated with herself, she picked up the pillow next to her and threw it at him.

"You caused this!"

Xie Qingci chuckled, caught the pillow, and walked over.

"Shall I massage you?"

Yu Xia recalled that he had begged to come over with this as a condition for his help, so she didn’t hold back.

"Approved."

She planned for him to massage her waist, but having just eaten, she felt uncomfortable lying on the yoga mat. She switched positions a couple of times but wasn’t satisfied.

Xie Qingci saw she was about to throw the pillow again, so he sat on the ground, raised his arm, and said, "Lie on me."

This position made her a bit embarrassed, but considering it was his fault, she moved over and settled in.

Sitting sideways in his lap, her head on his chest, and her hands wrapped around his waist, she completely nestled in his embrace, enjoying the plush service of a human cushion.

Overall, this massage environment was certainly better than in any spa, and Yu Xia was very satisfied.

She lazily enjoyed it, humming whether she was comfortable or not, adjusting her position occasionally to find the most comfortable spot.

Despite Xie Qingci’s thin build, holding her gave a substantial feeling. His shoulders and back were firm, his waist was narrow but tight, and the steady, deep heartbeats in his chest were like a drum beating against her ear, clearly resonating with his chest movements.

She placed a hand where his heartbeat was strongest, wanting to feel it more clearly. However, beneath her palm, she abruptly felt a slight jut.

Then Xie Qingci let out a sound that was half-sigh, half-distress. A low sound squeezed from his throat finally hummed out through his nose, making one’s blood surge.

Yu Xia paused, and so did Xie Qingci, who was massaging her waist in circles.

This massage couldn’t continue.

Xie Qingci closed his eyes, looked down at her, and said, "Sister, let’s..."

"You think it’s late and we should turn off the lights and purely sleep, don’t you?" She climbed up by herself, looking serious, "Indeed, what time is it now? Human nature dictates we must sleep at ten, otherwise what kind of humans are we?"

A possibly not-too-eager-to-stay-human Xie Qingci: "..."

He chuckled, stood up, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Taking you to bed. Didn’t you say your legs are sore?"

"Just to sleep, right!"

"Yes, human nature, sleep at ten—"

Their voices were cut off behind the bedroom door, indistinct. Then, the lights in the room were turned off, blending with the night outside.

...

Although Xie Qingci agreed that "sleeping at ten is human nature," once that time passed, he couldn’t control himself.

He woke Yu Xia with kisses early in the morning, demonstrating that humans have another, more significant instinct.

Yu Xia was amused and annoyed, drowsily "advising him to reform."

"In April, the earthly flowers are all gone. The scenery is great... I think you should go out and take a stroll."

"Sister, if all the flowers are gone, what’s there to stroll for? You probably haven’t woken up."

"But today is such nice weather... Good weather means you can stroll, get some fresh air. Imagine, such nice weather, it’d be a pity not to go out."

"It’s not a pity at all. Tsk, poor sister, it’s all swollen."

"I’m about to be gone..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Turns out eating too much meat can indeed cause indigestion sometimes.

Yu Xia only emerged from the room by evening, breakfast and lunch having been fed to her by Xie Qingci.

He took delight in the feeding game and was more than happy with this situation. Yu Xia even thought he wanted this condition to persist for a few more days so she’d utterly depend on him to survive throughout the day.

When He Ci and Mei came over, she felt a tearful sense of nostalgia and joy.

She held Mei’s hand, choking on her words.

He Ci interrupted her act with exasperation: "What are you doing? Shedding tears of regret, only angry you didn’t ruthlessly follow us back then?"

Mei: ... Why has it suddenly turned into a rap?

Yu Xia, like an opera’s sorrowful old lady about to faint at any moment, let out a long, non-human wail and tremulously inquired:

"My dear He, do I have any work these days? I’m eager to make money, to contribute to the motherland and strive for the people’s happiness!"

He Ci: "You’re quite philanthropic, just brought happiness to a twenty-year-old six-foot-two man, and now you’re keen to bless thousands of families."

As a fan of Xie Qingci, Mei corrected seriously, "Xie Qingci’s height is six-foot-two-and-a-half."

"... Only you know that! Shut up!"

He then glared at Yu Xia, who looked overindulgent, and sarcastically said, "Weren’t you in such a hurry to reunite with your lover yesterday? Now you look like you’ve smoked five packs overnight."

Yu Xia couldn’t say a word in her defense: "You don’t know—"

Know what? She couldn’t possibly explain how much of a beast Xie Qingci could be.

She thought it over, opting for a more veiled explanation: "You don’t know, young people have too much energy."

He Ci’s face darkened, reacting like a stepped-on rat.

"What do you mean? I don’t know? Why wouldn’t I know?! Haven’t I ever been young? Am I not young now?!"

Yu Xia: "..."

That wasn’t what she meant to express.

Just as she was being scolded thoroughly, the homemaker cooking in the kitchen came out.

"Sister, let’s eat first."

After bringing the dishes to the table, he politely asked He Ci and Mei, "Have you eaten? If not, feel free to join us."

Mei nodded reservedly; He Ci chose not to eat.

So, after they started eating, the only non-eater, He Ci, was left feeling excluded at the other end of the table, watching them wistfully.

Yu Xia barely moved, occasionally sipping soup with a spoon, while Xie Qingci fed her the dishes.

Because the stir-fried meat dish was edamame and chicken thigh, which was hard to pick up with chopsticks, he also used a spoon — a ceramic one with a cartoon handle and a blue flower design.

Feeding her as lovingly as a mom feeding piglets, not hiding a thing!

Being treated specially can make one feel uneasy; He Ci casually inquired, "Did you tell him about yesterday’s thing?"