"A panacea of relaxation?"
Qin Mu almost sprayed the milk she was drinking from her mouth.
"Can’t you be serious for once!"
Qin Mu lifted her leg and nudged his waist.
"Mrs. Mu! Your man is serious enough!"
Mr. Mu turned around, directly holding her foot, looking straight into her eyes as he declared his statent.
"You shut up too! You never were serious once we hit the bed!"
Qin Mu reminded him, trying to kick him again, but she missed, and her foot was caught at his abdon.
"If I were too serious, wouldn’t you just accuse of being hypocritically serious?"
Mu Yichen asked her, his hands gently massaging her foot.
"When have I ever called you hypocritically serious when you’re actually being serious?"
"The first ti, you said I was putting on an act of being serious in front of you, rember?"
Qin Mu...
The hearts of n are the most poisonous! He even rembered sothing that happened so long ago.
Back then, she was so infuriated that she’d held back her anger for too long, so during their first ti, she wanted to appear stronger, but in reality...
She really didn’t know anything! Back then, she was so innocent, having only read those kinds of novels, never having watched the videos.
Mu Yichen, seeing her blush, licked his lips, "Co into your husband’s arms! Your husband knows you can’t hold back much longer!"
"Go to hell!"
Qin Mu kicked out again, but Mu Yichen dodged to the side, then swiftly moved to her side, pinning her down. Qin Mu’s milk cup was taken over by one of his hands, and he leaned down to press a hard kiss on her lips.
Backed against the headboard with nowhere to retreat, Qin Mu could only watch his domineering and proud gaze closing in on her, then her breathing grew fainter.
Mu Yichen shifted slightly to put the cup down, "Hungry?"
"Hungry!"
Qin Mu, afraid he was going to do ’that thing,’ used hunger to stop him.
Little did she know, Mu Yichen took a piece of pastry, bit half of it in his mouth and leaned back to eat it, leaving the other half bitten on the edge, and then bent down over her again.
And as he bent over, he also entwined her knees with his arm, dragging her down a bit.
Qin Mu then lay on the pillow, watching him bite the pastry and offer it to her.
"Open up!"
Mu Yichen murmured, as if the pastry might fall out if he spoke a few more words.
Frightened, Qin Mu imdiately opened her mouth and took in the other half of the pastry.
But Mu Yichen didn’t let go, instead he pressed against her, sharing the bite.
Inside, Qin Mu was collapsing, truly terrified that pastry crumbs would fall on the bedsheet, and scared he might choke.
After finally finishing a piece of pastry, Mu Yichen reached for another, but Qin Mu quickly grabbed him, "What about relieving so stress? Can I give you a massage instead?"
Qin Mu, holding onto his sturdy arm, suggested.
"Just a massage? You’re not as good at it as I am!"
"Then! I’ll do whatever you say, is that okay?"
Qin Mu, grasping his hand, really couldn’t think of any other solution.
"Hmm, quite sensible!"
Mu Yichen looked at her with an approving gaze, smiling in a way that was unfathomably smart and made Qin Mu think he deserved a beating.
"Mu Yichen!"
"Why haven’t you started? Thinking about the position?"
Mu Yichen lay on his side next to her, watching her hands draw circles on his chest, but she hesitated to move, so Mr. Mu raised the question.
"Believe it or not, I’ll bite you to death?"
Qin Mu resorted to acting tough since she knew she couldn’t argue with him.
"Try biting !"
Mu Yichen said to her with a smile.
"You think I don’t dare? Stay still if you’re so tough!"
Qin Mu said as she moved to bite his chest, but as soon as she touched his chest, he dodged.
Qin Mu felt a cool breeze on her face, and the corner of her mouth got wet from saliva.
"Didn’t you say not to move?"
Qin Mu questioned him.
Leaning against the edge of the bed, Mu Yichen said, "You said ’stay still if you’re tough.’ My toughness is now worthless, and ’worthless’ ans nonexistent, so of course, I have to move."
Qin Mu...
She truly hadn’t expected that Mr. Mu would be so shaless.
Qin Mu raised her hand to pinch his face, "Your skin is quite tender, so why do you speak in such a disgusting manner, huh?"
"Tender? Are you calling your husband a pretty boy?"
Qin Mu’s hand was caught, and Mu Yichen glared at her questioningly.
——
While the matter of whether Mr. Mu was a pretty boy remained unresolved, Qin Mu received a ssage from Helian Hao.
"The Jing Family wants and Jing Feng to have a wedding too!"
Qin Mu looked at the WeChat ssage on her phone, thinking that to the outside world, Jing Qing had only died not long ago, yet the Jing Family was already asking Helian Hao and Jing Feng to hold a wedding?
Casting her gaze down slightly, Qin Mu shielded the twinkling stars in her eyes with her long lashes, considering in her heart that it must be because of Helian Hao’s pregnancy news.
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