"Why don’t we just go to bed tonight? It hurts so much!"
Qin Mu suddenly held her stomach with one hand, looking like she was in excruciating pain, her pretty brows furrowed.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Mu Yichen asked her nervously, imdiately sitting up.
Qin Mu only felt uncomfortable being pressed, suddenly blushing and unable to speak, awkwardly looking at Mu Yichen.
"Lie down, let take a look!"
Mu Yichen looked at her seriously, deliberately pressing on her waist for a while before letting her go.
"Mu Yichen, I..."
"Don’t move!"
Mu Yichen removed her hand from her lower abdon and then helped to check.
"It’s my stomach that’s hurting, where are you looking?"
Qin Mu asked him in sha, about to go crazy.
"This area is connected to the lower abdon, I need to take a good look."
"You know how to look? You’re not a doctor, just get up, it doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt!"
Qin Mu, nervous, tried to bend her knees but couldn’t, as Mu Yichen pressed against her calf, hearing her say it didn’t hurt anymore, he looked at her with a suppressed smile: "Mrs. Mu, even if it doesn’t hurt, we need to do a check."
Mu always says it’s better to be safe than sorry!
After experiencing the consequences of her own actions again, Qin Mu bit her lips and didn’t admit hiding his razor.
Actually, she originally intended to admit it, he asked several tis.
But she kept holding back, always feeling that if she admitted it after being tornted to the point of exhaustion, it seed like all that tornt was for nothing.
So she resolutely said nothing.
Later, she fell asleep in a daze, and Mu Yichen quietly got out of bed to look for it again.
In the middle of the night, he found his razor under the tray holding her face masks.
Mu Yichen squatted there, extracting his razor from beneath the masks, unable to suppress a light chuckle.
In the darkness of his eyes, there was a helpless indulgence, thinking about the scene where Mrs. Mu under him was vigorously shaking her head regardless of his efforts, rembering her drenched in sweat, her hair damp as she bit her lip saying she didn’t know anything.
His chiseled features were particularly captivating under the white light, as he squatted there and touched his jaw, feeling uncomfortable, then turned on the razor and started shaving.
By then, Qin Mu was already fast asleep in bed, so he walked to the bathroom doorway, with one hand in his pajama pocket, leaning against the wall, admiring her asleep beside his pillow, while shaving his stubble.
It’s said that when a woman loves sleeping on a man’s side, it ans she subconsciously loves him to death. Mu Yichen, while touching his jaw and looking at the bed, suddenly recalled all those monts over the years.
Perhaps, what he has been persistently seeking and unable to attain, she has long given him an answer in an intangible way.
It seems, once in a dream...
It seems, it wasn’t a dream...
She had truly whispered those three words in his ear.
——
In the morning, there was still so warmth in the bed, and the person in light sleep couldn’t help but slowly move towards the warm spot.
A pair of gentle hands searched and searched, but never found the person beside the pillow.
Qin Mu subconsciously opened her eyes, then slowly realized that there was no man’s figure next to the pillow.
Originally groggy, she struggled to wake up, wanting to speak, but felt her throat was dry and couldn’t utter a word.
Qin Mu turned to grab the water on the bedside table, it was warm, indicating that Mu Yichen had placed it there not long ago.
anwhile, downstairs the whole family was already gathered.
The butler accidentally let sothing slip while chatting with Mu Zihao, prompting Mu Yichen to be called downstairs, and the whole family was discussing Wang Xuewu’s matter.
"That evening when I said I was going out for dinner, it was actually about this person, with your father-in-law!"
Mu Zihao raised his eyes and looked at his son, ntioning seriously.
Feng Fanghua, as Mu Zihao’s bed partner, naturally already knew Mu Zihao was going to et Qin Haiming that day. The old man and Mu Yichen both glanced up at him.
The old man sighed: "It’s often said that it’s only the vile and won who are hard to deal with, and this is certainly true. You can provoke anyone but never provoke a vile person, they are indeed hard to deal with."
Mu Yichen sat with lowered eyes listening, until everyone looked at him, he finally raised his eyes slightly: "Such a trivial person, we don’t all need to get worked up, give a few more days, just live as you usually would!"
Mu Yichen explained.
"Your father-in-law originally wanted to call you both to discuss, but he was afraid you were under too much pressure so he never reached out. Since you have your thoughts, you might as well call your father-in-law proactively to discuss this matter and put his mind at ease."
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