Qin Che didn't react at all to your non-existent punch. He even kindly squeezed your fist, as if to say, "Did you hurt yourself?"

"Didn't that little cat say that if your skills aren't up to par, you need to train more? It even asked me to be its sparring partner."

"So that's how you misinterpreted what I said? That's what I meant! I was talking about boxing!"

"Isn't that the same principle? I think it's perfectly fine, you're absolutely right." Qin Che shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.

Realizing you couldn't win the argument, you decided to stop struggling: "I'm ignoring you now. Let's go. Didn't we say we were going to the villa?"

"Have you packed everything?" He strolled leisurely behind you.

You stopped, somewhat puzzled: "Don't you have everything there? What else do you need to pack?"

Qin Che's gaze swept across the bedroom: "Anyway, your bedside table can't hold it all, so I'm willing to share some of the space in the drawers of my villa."

At that moment, a certain red-hot kitten erupted.

"Qin Che!!!"

Qin Che countered several sweeping kicks and elbow strikes with ease.

He couldn't resist joking, "Hmm, you still have so much energy. Looks like I haven't been working hard enough."

"Qin Che! Shut up!!!"

...........

The downpour came very suddenly...

Two people riding a motorcycle to the suburbs got completely soaked.

As the motorcycle approached the sprawling detached villa, the exquisite and intricate wrought iron gate slowly opened automatically.

Qin Che drove you directly through the garden, and with a graceful drift, stopped under the porch.

"Deduct your bonus! Deduct your bonus! What are you doing riding a motorcycle? If you were driving your flashy sports car, we wouldn't be soaked like this."

You rolled off the vehicle, taking off your helmet while muttering to yourself.

Spring weather hasn't warmed up significantly yet; clothes soaked by rain stick to your body, making you shiver with cold.

Qin Che had already parked the car and pulled you inside.

Rainwater dripped down his trouser legs and onto the carpet inside the house.

You quickly made your way to the master bedroom of the villa.

"There's a bathtub. Go take a shower first, don't catch a cold. The third knob from the left is for hot water, and the towels are on the second shelf of the cabinet. I'll go get you some clothes."

Qin Che quickly took off his dripping sweater and went to the wardrobe to get clean clothes.

When he came back, you had just taken off your wet shirt, and there was already a shallow layer of water in the bathtub.

"The clothes are here."

"Aren't you going to wash?" You hesitated for a moment but still called out to him.

"I'll go shower in the guest room. If you feel cold, you can soak for a while longer."

Unexpectedly, Qin Che didn't say anything embarrassing at this moment, which was so unlike him.

"Okay, you should go quickly, don't catch a cold."

Qin Che chuckled: "I thought you would ask me to stay."

Yes, it's confirmed that it's still the original recipe.

You crumpled your wet shirt and threw it at him: "Go on, you!"

He caught the bundle of clothes with a "smack," shook his head, and said, "You're so skilled at being ruthless that it's reassuring."

Seeing that the water in the bathtub was almost gone, you were too lazy to argue with him anymore, so you took off your clothes and climbed into the bathtub.

You lay there for a while, then sensed something was wrong. You turned around and found Qin Che still standing at the door.

"Why aren't you going yet? You'll catch a cold, and then you won't be allowed to kiss me."

"You could be any more ruthless."

When I turned around again, the person was gone.

The warm water dispelled the chill from your body, and you let out a soft sigh of comfort.

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