Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 196 Trainee Detective 34

He stood up awkwardly, touched his nose, and said, "Okay, Xiao Ling, you can take a day off tomorrow."

This is both a leave of absence for feeling wronged and a sick leave. After soaking in the river like that, it's no wonder I feel terrible.

Shi Yi looked at Xiang Ke with a serious expression: "It's getting late, Director Xiang, could you please help us take Xiao Ling home?"

"Of course," Xiang Ke replied, picking up Ling Yi's wet coat.

Shi Yi eagerly replied, "I have a bag in my office, I'll go find it for you!"

Watching the car drive away, he slapped his forehead, realizing he was becoming less and less like a leader: "My boss didn't treat me like this back in the day..."

"You have a problem with Director Zhou, huh? Shall we help you report it?" Another seasoned veteran on duty offered his assistance in a friendly manner.

Shi Yi, our former leader, has now been promoted to deputy director of the General Administration. If he has any objections, he should report them to his superiors!

"Go away!" Shi Yi glared at him and went back to his office to catch up on his sleep.

This time, Xiang Ke's car finally arrived at Ling Yi's building.

No one jumped into the river, no one jumped off a building, and no one blocked the road to stage an accident.

"Director Xiang," Ling Yi glanced at Xiang Ke, who was dressed in his colleague's clothes and looked rather tight, and asked, "I have a washing machine at home, would you like to use it?"

Xiang Ke's eyes flickered, and he stood there stunned for a long time, like a dumbfounded dog struck by lightning.

Ling Yi nodded: "Alright, I know you don't need it."

"Yes, we need it!" Ling Yi had never heard Xiang Ke's voice so excited, and his response so swift.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Xiang Ke's eyes as he pressed his hand to his face.

The way he looked just now, didn't he look like a lecher?

“That’s not what I meant, do you understand…” His voice dropped several octaves.

"What do you mean?" Ling Yi asked with great interest, watching Xiang Ke's neck gradually turn red.

That's the downside of having strong emotions; even the slightest bit of shyness is easily noticeable.

Xiang Ke took a deep breath, hesitated for a long time before finally giving in: "I think I'll go home."

If jumping into that river could clear his name, he wouldn't mind jumping again.

Ling Yi smiled and said, "Then let's not. It's too late for the leader to travel so far."

Xiang Ke: "...You'd better not say anything."

This relationship sounds even more abnormal.

After awkwardly taking the two people's dirty clothes, Xiang Ke got out of the car first, leaving Ling Yi inside laughing so hard she was doubled over.

knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the car window, and Ling Yi got a glimpse of Xiang Ke's sour face through the glass.

If he were really a dog, he'd probably be so angry right now that he wouldn't even wag his tail.

Xiang Ke pursed his lips, his voice a little fierce: "Ling Yi, are you coming down or not?"

"Get off, get off, get off." Ling Yi chuckled like a tractor, slowly getting off the car and taking Xiang Ke back to her home.

This is an old, dilapidated one-bedroom apartment. The interior has been renovated in a unique style, quite different from the surrounding area in Beijing. It was decorated by the original owner himself when he was pursuing his master's degree.

Upon entering the somewhat cramped room, Xiang Ke felt his breathing become labored, and his hands, carrying two bags of clothes, turned slightly white.

"You can look around first, I need to take another shower, I'm filthy." Ling Yi left only these words before hurriedly entering the bathroom, leaving Xiang Ke all alone in the room.

Xiang Ke looked around the cozy room and sat down on the sofa somewhat awkwardly.

After a while, he went to the washing machine on the small balcony, hesitated for a moment, put Lingyi's dirty clothes into the washing machine, and pressed the start button.

The fact that their clothes were tangled together was a bit too intimate, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The serious Director Xiang watched as something churned and thrashed in the washing machine, still meticulously sketching out the relationship between the two people.

Too fast, too fast...

The guy who planned to ride a bicycle boarded the plane, feeling nothing but utter bewilderment.

"What, is the boss supervising the washing machine?" When Ling Yi came out of the shower, she saw Xiang Ke staring at the washing machine with a serious expression, and she smiled at him with pursed lips.

Xiang Ke turned his head and saw her standing softly in front of him, wearing pajamas.

Her hair must have just been blow-dried casually, with two tufts sticking up slightly.

Xiang Ke's fingertips itched, and he wanted to press them back down.

"Why don't you go take another shower?" Ling Yi nudged him. "You haven't warmed up yet."

After soaking in that icy river water, you won't get rid of the chill without taking a proper bath; you're bound to catch a cold tomorrow.

Xiang Ke was pushed by her to take two steps toward the bathroom when he suddenly remembered, "I don't have any clean clothes to change into."

Now, things are even more awkward.

Ling Yi raised an eyebrow: "I have a bath towel. If you don't mind, you can wrap yourself in it for now."

As she spoke, she patted Xiang Ke's chest muscles: "With a physique like yours, you shouldn't be afraid to show it off."

Xiang Ke: "..."

He helplessly grabbed Ling Yi's hand: "Don't do this."

Like a female hooligan, she made his hand itching to grab her.

"You're a technical police officer, so don't try to work across systems. It's not your place to arrest me." Ling Yi pushed him again, leading him into the bathroom. "You can't go to bed until you're clean. Think about it carefully!"

Xiang Ke, who had planned to sleep on the sofa, paused for a moment before realizing that Ling Yi's house only had a small three-seater sofa, which was far too small for him.

Had he known this would happen, he would have taken Lingyi to his home even at the risk of being seen as a hooligan.

At least that way, he could choose between the study and the sofa, instead of being forced into this small bathroom, feeling lost and helpless.

Xiang Ke's eyes darted around and landed on the lingerie washing machine in operation. Then his gaze shifted to the light-colored bath towel that Ling Yi had just used, and with another breath, he seemed to smell the faint scent of shower gel that carried her fragrance.

Surrounded by this air, he couldn't even breathe.

He crossed his arms and took off his clothes. The moment the hot water poured over him, the man's handsome brows furrowed.

Because there were thugs knocking on the door.

"Director Xiang, my phone is still inside. Can I go in and get it?"

The slow, deliberate knocking sound was like the sinister voice adults used to tell children when they were little, the kind that tricks them into opening the door to be eaten by a big bad wolf.

He's a wolf now, a pervert.

Xiang Ke took a deep breath: "Ling Yi!"

His voice was somewhat deep.

Ling Yi said with a grin, "Boss, you know how we modern people are. We can't live without our phones for even a second. Please be understanding and let me use my second life."

Xiang Ke would be a fool to believe her nonsense; when she's busy, there are days when she doesn't check her phone.

This...this female pervert, she was either using the opportunity to tease him or she was just incredibly audacious...

She's incredibly audacious; she wants to watch him take a bath!