Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 327: Chapter 317: Zhan Qipei Helps Qiao Jing Zip Up

This time, Qiao Jing had no choice but to take a few steps back, as coldness gradually crept into her brows and

eyes.

“Wu Xirui, I'm telling you one last time, get out,” she said.

Her indifferent voice carried an assertiveness that brooked no arguments, her phoenix eyes coldly fixed on Wu

Xirui.

Wu Xirui was shaken by the aura emanating from Qiao Jing; it was the first the had seen her angry.

Far from being afraid, he was actually more excited, a pathological gleam flashing in his peach blossom eyes.

“Do you really want to fight me? In fact, I'm quite looking forward to seeing you try,” he said.

He took a few steps forward again, and just as he was about to reach Qiao Jing, the door of the resting room was

flung open once more.

A tall figure strode in rapidly, quickly getting in front of Qiao Jing and grabbing Wu Xirui’s hand.

Zhan Qipei’s face was dark and terrifying, like a demon that had just crawled out of the depths of Hell, his whole

body exuding a frightening presence that almost seemed to twist the surrounding space.

He gripped Wu Xirui’s hand tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush the other's bones.

Wu Xirui frowned, trying to pull his hand away, but the strength of the grip made it impossible for him to break

free.

The smile faded from his face, and without hesitation, he dislocated his own hand to escape Zhan Qipei’s grasp

and then emotionlessly popped it back into place.

“Oh? Why did you chere?” he asked.

Zhan Qipei draped his coat over Qiao Jing and looked toward Wu Xirui with eyes as cold as frost, his body still

emanating a chill air.

“Shut your mouth and get out,” Zhan Qipei said.

He had felt a sense of unease in his heart when he noticed Wu Xirui’s figure had disappeared from the banquet.

So he had not hesitated to leave the partner he was conversing with and started searching for the person he was

constantly thinking about.

He had even encountered Lou Xinrou along the way but had not given her a second glance, checking every rest

room one by one.

In front of the last closed door, he quickly opened it, and the scene inside instantly set off a storm of emotions in

him.

Wu Xirui shook his hand and arched an eyebrow, “The resting room is for public use; what right do you have to

tellto leave?”

As it looked like the two were about to start arguing again, Qiao Jing lifted her eyes to look at Wu Xirui, her gaze

cold and piercing.

“Wu Xirui, | gave you a last chance, in the future—"

Wu Xirui knew what Qiao Jing was about to say and cut her off prematurely.

“Fine, I'll leave now. And don’t say anything about not seeking you out, you're the only one who can cure my

ailment,” he said.

When Qiao Jing wasn’t looking at him anymore, he didn’t forget to cast an ambiguous glance her way, which

Zhan Qipei took in completely.

Consequently, Wu Xirui left the resting room.

The oppressive air in the resting room finally eased, and the somber expression on Zhan Qipei’s face softened

into its usual gentleness the moment he turned to Qiao Jing.

“Is there a problem with your clothes?” he asked.

Qiao Jing, draped in the coat that was filled with a man’s scent, enveloping her, paused upon hearing Zhan

Qipei’s question.

She had thought Zhan Qipei would ask why Wu Xirui was with her or something similar, but when she heard his

question, which only concerned her, the coldness that had not yet faded from her eyes and brows quickly

dissipated.

“Mhm, the zipper broke,” she replied.

She hesitated, and even though Zhan Qipei hadn't asked, she still went ahead and explained the situation with

Wu Xirui.

“This is a public resting room; | didn’t lock the door. The clothes broke suddenly, and Wu Xirui, he...”

Before Qiao Jing could finish, she swallowed her words upon looking into Zhan Qipei’s eyes, which were filled

with trust.

Somehow, at spoint, they had reached a relationship where they no longer relied solely on words to trust

each other.

Zhan Qipei had Qiao Jing turn around and placed the coat aside.

The woman's smooth and delicate skin was exposed to the air, with beautiful curves gracing her clavicle. Under

the warm yellow light, it gleamed with an enticing luster.

This caused Zhan Qipei’s mind to run wild, especially given the faint fragrance emanating from the woman's

body. This scent was addictive like poppies, evoking memories of that night.

Qiao Jing’s voice suddenly cthrough.

“Can you still pull up the zipper?”

Zhan Qipei snapped back to reality, hurriedly responded with an “mm-hmm”, suppressed the restlessness in his

heart, and reached out to help Qiao Jing with her zipper.

The thread around the zipper had inexplicably broken, causing the zipper to slide to the bottom, but fortunately,

it wasn’t damaged.

“The zipper’s not broken—it can be pulled up. Lethelp you.”

Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment. It was inconvenient for her to pull the zipper up herself, and among the people

at the banquet, nobody seemed available to help her other than Zhan Qipei.

“Okay.”

Only then did Zhan Qipei start to grasp Qiao Jing’s zipper, attempting to pull it up.

Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation as the man’s fingers, rough with calluses, occasionally brushed against

her back.

Even though the contact was accidental, her back felt scorching hot, as if the temperature of the skin where his

fingertips touched was gradually rising.

Although she had her back turned to Zhan Qipei, the presence of his hands was dominant, making it impossible

to ignore.

Qiao Jing felt an abrupt throb at her temple and asked.

“Is it done?”

Zhan Qipei furrowed his brows as the zipper caught at intervals. He had to pull it down repeatedly, trying again

and again to pull it up.

“No, the zipper’s stuck a bit.”

During his movements, Qiao Jing felt the tingling sensation on her back intensify and couldn't help but urge him.

“Hurry up, please.”

Zhan Qipei, too, was growing impatient. His other large hand rested on Qiao Jing’s exposed shoulder, bringing his

face even closer to her back.

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“Done.”

Zhan Qipei pulled the zipper up again, and this tit slid smoothly to the top.

As the man moved away from her back, Qiao Jing let out a sigh of relief, only to feel his familiar scent approach

her again.

Zhan Qipei draped his coat over Qiao Jing once more, even fastening the buttons for her, wrapping her up snug

and secure.

“Although the zipper is up, to prevent it from coming undone again, it’s better to keep the coat on.”

Qiao Jing hummed in agreement, not minding the precaution as she prepared to leave the rest room with Zhan

Qipei.

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With a thud.

Both of them tumbled to the ground, and when Zhan Qipei’s back hit the floor, a dull sound echoed.

Qiao Jing, lying on Zhan Qipei’s chest, heard the man’s solid and strong heartbeat speeding up.

Worried about crushing him, she propped herself on his body, trying to stand up, but suddenly Zhan Qipei let out

a muffled grunt.

Which made her freeze in her actions.