Qin Mu didn’t think much about it, she just wanted to hang that extra-large star, and a few small ornants in her hand, which she hung one by one.
Suddenly, it felt like she was bitten on her lower abdon, and she bent over: "Ah!"
"Not working yet?"
Mu Yichen asked her disdainfully.
"It works! It works! Why did you bite ? It hurts!"
Qin Mu complained feeling wronged, thinking if he didn’t want to hold her, he could just say it! Biting people is completely inhumane.
But what Mr. Mu was thinking was, even if it doesn’t work, they needed to take a break; now he just wanted to do one thing, which was to be Mrs. Mu.
"Hurt? You’re so into it, playing with a Christmas tree more playfully than your daughter and son, I thought you lost sensitivity to everything but this tree!"
Mu Yichen chuckled as she finally jumped down, standing shorter than him.
Qin Mu looked up at him, caught a whiff of a sour sll around, wrinkled her nose unconsciously, and murmured: "How odd! It’s clearly clean around here, why do I sll sothing sour?"
Qin Mu deliberately wrinkled her nose and sniffed. Mu Yichen watched her, his eyes growing more mischievous, and then suddenly laughed.
"Really? I’ve got sothing even sourer, want to try?"
Mu Yichen suddenly asked her.
Qin Mu looked up at him, then glanced around: "Here? Getting jealous over a Christmas tree?"
"Yeah! Not willing?"
"Ha! I just think Mr. Mu is indeed not an ordinary person! Even a Christmas tree can’t escape him!"
Qin Mu couldn’t help but tease him, and after teasing, she turned around wanting to slip away. Mu Yichen turned around and conveniently caught her small waist with one large hand.
"Ah!"
Qin Mu couldn’t escape, her body leaning forward, tense like prey pounced on by a cheetah.
"Can you really escape? You re mortal!"
Mu Yichen held her with both hands, his palms resting on her softest spots.
Qin Mu’s face flushed with embarrassnt, not daring to shout out loud, she softly called him: "Mu Yichen, stop fooling around, let’s go back to the room!"
"What’s the fun in going back to the room? I want to do it here!"
"You’ll catch a cold!"
Qin Mu thought to herself, what if they’re caught by a patrolling police car?
Though this place was rarely visited, it was truly terrifying.
Plus, it was indeed quite cold.
"Then let’s go over there!"
Mu Yichen still held her like that, but recalling last ti outside, she did fall ill, so in this bitterly cold winter, he decided to go indoors with her.
However, he was thinking about the window.
Qin Mu lifted her eyes, looking at the massive floor-to-ceiling window, then helplessly smirked: "Mu Yichen, you’re going to tornt to death!"
"I’ll make you wish you were dead!"
Mu Yichen whispered, biting her ear, then bent down to scoop her knees up, carrying her inside.
The Christmas tree stood silently at the door, watching them leave with no chance of making any sound.
But if the Christmas tree could speak, it would probably have been soured to death by them.
In fact, this was the first ti in these years that Qin Mu had decorated a Christmas tree with Mu Yichen.
Ever since he returned to the country years ago, they hadn’t decorated a Christmas tree together.
For many years, their love for each other was buried deep in their hearts.
For many years, they found love intolerably painful!
But now, they loved each other deeply!
Mu Yichen really carried her to the window, Qin Mu struggled to hold his broad shoulders with both hands and whispered to him: "Close the curtains, close the curtains!"
"What’s the point of closing them?"
Mu Yichen suddenly let her go, then took two steps back, blocking her view outside, gazing at her softly saying: "Take it off!"
"Huh?"
Qin Mu was dumbfounded!
"Take your clothes off yourself!"
Mu Yichen’s hands were on his hips, his voice refreshingly cool.
Qin Mu felt goosebumps rise on her arms.
"No, please! We’re an old couple already!"
Qin Mu knew he wanted to play again, but after so many years together, they’ve played countless versions already, do they really have to continue this way?
"Otherwise, I’ll get the scissors!"
Mu Yichen said unhurriedly.
"No! I’ll take them off! I’ll take them off!"
Qin Mu imdiately raised her hand to stop him, then with a forced smile, slowly began to undress: "Do you also want to do a striptease or sothing?"
"That would be best!"
Mr. Mu crossed his arms, his enigmatic gaze on the woman in front of him, with a sowhat serious expression.
Qin Mu wished she could bite off her tongue, why did she ask him that extra question?
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