Qin Mu’s eyes were filled with a pool of spring water.
"Finally getting smarter!"
Mu Yichen whispered this afterward, letting her off the hook.
However, he still lifted her legs.
After the pleasure, Qin Mu didn’t dare to be reckless. She lay on his chest, pretending to be his obedient little Qingi. Mu Yichen had one hand around her, and the other gently playing with her hair: "Is this Bian Jingwen troubleso?"
"A bit!"
Qin Mu whispered.
"The Bian family’s influence isn’t that great. Bian Jingwen knowing the judge you ntioned isn’t necessarily because of the Bian family."
"If not because of the Bian family, then which family?"
She asked.
"I’ll have soone look into this for you tomorrow, so don’t be too nervous."
"Of course, I’m not nervous! I’m... just that, as a designer who has been in Rongcheng for so many years, if I lose to a newcor, how can I still stand in Rongcheng?"
So, she was very concerned about this matter.
"You didn’t have to accept her challenge in the first place."
"How was I supposed to know she’d take a backdoor, and besides, why shouldn’t I accept it? I have to accept it, and I’m even planning to be the model for our designer."
"Oh?"
"Qiu Xiang is representing our studio in this competition, Xiaoi is her assistant, and I want to be her model."
Mu Yichen: "..."
"I know what you’re thinking, but I just want to see how those people tamper with things from beneath the stage."
Qin Mu continued.
Mu Yichen forgot about what he was doing with her hair, and when he tried to pull back his hand, he accidentally tugged her hair, making her yelp in pain.
Only then did Mu Yichen look down at his fingers and gently untangle her hair.
"You can do whatever you want, but rember you are still my wife, okay?"
"Of course, I rember, I still rember that I have to serve you."
Qin Mu said, suddenly blushing, but her eyes turned suggestive.
"Sounds like you’re really good at it."
Mu Yichen comnted dismissively.
Qin Mu’s mood suddenly lightened, then she flipped over on him, her fingers tracing lightly over his lips, and asked softly: "Am I really that bad?"
"Forty points!"
Mu Yichen said, resting a hand behind his head, evaluating professionally.
Qin Mu: "..."
Forty points?
All her hard work, and it was only forty points to him?
"Then we won’t play anymore!"
Qin Mu, frustrated, slapped his chest and attempted to leave.
Mu Yichen imdiately held onto her waist, gently raising his knee beneath the blanket: "Why are you sulking again?"
"Soone like , who fails in your eyes, how can I dare to have a temper? I’m just afraid of dampening Mr. Mu’s mood and quickly making way for soone else more capable."
"Did I ever despise you for being unsatisfactory?"
Mu Yichen asked imdiately, with utmost patience.
"Saying I’m unsatisfactory ans you’re despising !"
Qin Mu looked up at him, like a wronged little wife.
Mu Yichen finally laughed, gently pulling her long hair behind her ear with a hand, revealing her rosy, warm ear edge.
That ear edge was so beautiful even his hand was reluctant to move away.
"Earlier you were terrified, and now you’re sulking at . Mrs. Mu, you switch moods very quickly!"
Mu Yichen softly reminded her.
Qin Mu thought for a mont and realized he was right.
She chuckled softly: "You’re so annoying!"
This sentence, simply...
Mu Yichen suddenly flipped her over, and before she could gather her wits, he pressed her down, and her breath was taken away by his lips.
The bed felt a bit cold after he played with it, and Qin Mu frowned at it. Mu Yichen wrapped them tightly in the blanket, his dark eyes looking at the flushed woman below: "Baby, you’re really tempting."
That soft, shallow voice made her ears even hotter.
Qin Mu’s breathing beca a bit difficult, but she only slowly, tentatively kissed him.
If possible, dying under him seed like a rather beautiful thing.
Jian Yan had been here since the morning of the third day, and with Mr. Mu’s permission, Qin Mu drove to pick him up herself.
Seeing he only brought a small luggage bag ant he didn’t intend to stay long, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that today’s Jian Yan was so handso, she was almost inebriated.
"Jian Yan! Hey! Over here!"
Qin Mu tiptoed, then made her way toward him through the crowd.
Jian Yan, sowhat dazed, heard what seed like her voice, and when he looked up and saw her bright, sparkling eyes, he was instantly captivated.
Qin Mu noticed his face wasn’t looking well and felt a bit worried, fearing he might feel unwell in the crowd.
Today, he wore an off-white coat, with a simple T-shirt and jeans inside, paired with the trendiest brown shoes. That dashing figure, who knows how many of today’s entertainnt industry’s fresh faces and veteran actors he overshadowed.
Qin Mu finally rushed in front of him and hastily grabbed the bag from his hand: "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine!"
Jian Yan was a bit puzzled seeing her so worried. Just then, soone pushing a suitcase passed by. Seeing this, he frowned and imdiately pulled Qin Mu into his arms to avoid her being hit.
Qin Mu’s chin hit the zipper of his coat, instantly causing a slight burning pain.
After the person left, Jian Yan looked down at the person he had just held and slowly let go of her head with feigned calmness.
Qin Mu slowly stood straight, glanced at the back of the burly man who just passed by, then looked at Jian Yan again. She couldn’t explain why she had felt nervous just then, and now she felt awkward: "I’m okay, and you?"
"How could I be anything but fine? There are quite a few people at the airport today, probably because a celebrity is passing through. Let’s hurry and leave."
"Okay!"
Qin Mu carried his bag and left the airport, his arm around her shoulder.
Once they got into her car, Qin Mu sat in the driver’s seat, and Jian Yan naturally looked at the scenery outside from the backseat. Qin Mu noticed her heartbeat was still a bit irregular.
She glanced at the rearview mirror, then started the car, leaving the crowded place.
"In the evening, you’re coming with to AM for dinner."
"Are we eting that judge?"
"Yes!"
Jian Yan answered calmly, his eyes continuing to gaze peacefully out the window.
Qin Mu wasn’t sure how beautiful the autumn scenery was, and she couldn’t afford to think about that either, only worrying that sothing might happen, displeasing Mr. Mu.
Just a mont ago, when she was embraced by Jian Yan, while hearing Jian Yan’s tense heartbeat, she also thought about the consequence if Mr. Mu had seen that scene.
Qin Mu felt a bit complicated, but once she hit the road and had to focus on driving, her mood gradually cald down.
After arriving at the studio and parking the car, Xiaoi and Qiu Xiang were already waiting at the door for them.
"Hello, boss!"
Xiaoi and Qiu Xiang greeted in unison, both of them beaming.
"What are you doing? Don’t you have work? I heard you two are going to compete. Show the drawings when they’re ready."
Jian Yan, as if just returning from a brief stroll in the park, said as he led the way into the studio.
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