"How did you let her get into bed?"
"You’re not making change the sheets this late, are you?"
Qin Mu knew his temperant; he didn’t have a fixation on cleanliness, yet he was more particular about cleanliness than anyone else. But she really didn’t want to get up to change the sheets.
"I’ll change them!"
Mu Yichen said.
Qin Mu suddenly beca interested, extending her hand, waiting for him to hold her.
Mu Yichen didn’t speak, just gave her a glance, then indulgently stepped forward, picked her up, and placed her on the couch.
Later, Qin Mu sat on the couch, hugging the blanket while waiting for him to finish changing the sheets.
For so reason, a man changing sheets looked so good.
It seed that as long as he was earnest about doing sothing, he could do it well.
It seed as though, whatever he did, he was always organized.
It seed as if he was the mountain she had always looked up to, and now she was finally at the summit, held high by him.
Qin Mu couldn’t help but hug the blanket tightly, unable to stop looking at him foolishly.
"Is the studio about to go on holiday?"
After the blanket and sheets were taken care of, and they were in bed, Mu Yichen asked her in a low voice.
"Yeah! They’re off tomorrow, everyone’s already bought tickets back to Paris."
Qin Mu said, then grabbed the tablet again, picked up the pen, and continued to prepare for drawing.
Mu Yichen was about to lie down when he saw her about to draw again and imdiately sat up, took the tablet from her arms, and placed it directly on the nightstand on his side: No more drawing!
"Why? I’m right in the middle of inspiration."
Qin Mu stubbornly asked him, looking at him with a puppy-dog face.
"You can draw after the New Year, and besides, you just had your show, you should rest as well."
"But!"
"Even if you don’t want to rest, I’m not happy at the thought of you tiring out my hands."
Mu Yichen, with all seriousness, said as he picked up her hand and gently kissed it, his gaze looking especially deep into hers.
Qin Mu...
Suddenly, his gaze unsettled her. She had wanted to argue with him a little more, but at that mont, her heart softened, and then she was overpowered by him, only to find his handso face magnifying before her eyes as she ca back to her senses.
"Now, focus on , okay?"
He whispered softly, nibbling at her chin, his domineering eyes locked onto her for an instant, then nudged her chin upwards so she could et his lips.
Uh-huh!
Qin Mu suddenly held her breath, as if unsure of her actions.
The night was particularly deep, and particularly cold.
The next day Jiang Yan drove away, and the couple stood by the car, reluctant to part.
Mu Zihao and Feng Fanghua watched the outside scene from the window of their own room, both feeling helpless.
Mu Yichen held Qin Mu as they stood at the window of their room, watching the scene of Mu Qingxin being comforted by Jiang Yan; Mu Qingxin looked like she was about to cry, her head hung low in a sullen pout, snuggling up to Jiang Yan as he gently wrapped his arms around her, his expression solemn.
"Co pick up soon."
"Yeah, as soon as I’m done with work, I’ll co over right away. Take care of yourself and our son."
He whispered low, cradling Mu Qingxin’s face as he advised her.
When Mu Qingxin heard ’our son’, her face flushed, and she leaned into his embrace: "Just take good care of yourself. Nothing else matters. The Mu Family lacks nothing, but I only lack you."
Although she was spoiled and doted on, she always knew what she wanted in her heart. Since the first accidental encounter with Jiang Yan, it seed she could no longer escape his gaze. Nor did she want to escape. She was willing to let him encircle her, follow her, kidnap her, let him use his capabilities to protect her.
When they were together, Jiang Yan told her that he was a dangerous man, but because her brother was also considered a threat, she didn’t care about these things. She believed her brother could love a woman for decades, with such unswerving devotion, and this man could also continue to love her forever.
He didn’t disappoint her. Ever since he had chased after her, ever since they started dating, he had loved her, protected her, and indulged her every mont. His family was just too peculiar, which was why he never paraded her publicly. Outside, he remained a solitary figure, without any ties, cold and ruthless, devoid of any sentint.
But he already had a girl nad Mu Qingxin, and the two were probably destined for each other, right?
Mu Qingxin held him tight, a believer in love, in a love that would last forever. Her father, her brother, they were all n deeply in love, and she believed that her luck wouldn’t be too bad.
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