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"Wife, you go back with me." Sure enough, in less than two seconds, Mu Jinnian reminded that this was an affirmative sentence.

He thought that after last night's incident, Zuo Qian should understand the situation very well.

Unexpectedly.

"I'm not going." Zuo Qian turned off the TV, went to the bathroom to wash up, and pretended to be about to sleep.

"Why are you still here?" Zuo Qian stayed in the bathroom for five minutes before coming out, but saw Mu Jinnian still sitting peacefully on the sofa in the living room.

"I'll wait for you." Mu Jinnian crossed his legs and said leisurely, the meaning was obvious, if Zuo Qian didn't go, he would tie it up.

"Oh." Zuo Qian replied in a low voice, turned around and slowly went back to the bedroom to get a change of clothes and toiletries.

This time, Mu Jinnian did not tie Zuo Qian, and the two returned to Zixi Garden very peacefully.

Aunt Lan still waited until Mu Jinnian came back before falling asleep.

"Young master, young grandmother."

"Aunt Lan." When eating breakfast, Zuo Qian heard Mu Jinnian call like this, and he knew.

"Young grandma, don't call you an old slave like that." Aunt Lan only felt flattered, and she couldn't help herself with excitement.

I didn't expect Zuo Qian to be not only cute, but also very polite, and he didn't have a shelf at all.

"Aunt Lan, why haven't you slept yet?" Mu Jinnian asked.

"The old slave was worried that the young master would be hungry when he came back, so he specially boiled some porridge and waited for the young master and young grandmother to come back to eat."

"Thank you, Aunt Lan, you can sleep first." Mu Jinnian commanded.

"Okay." Aunt Lan turned to leave.

"Aunt Lan is fine." Zuo Qian looked at Aunt Lan's back and said.

"That's good."

Mu Jinnian replied and walked to the kitchen.

Aunt Lan boiled millet porridge, and Mu Jinnian served two bowls and brought them out, one bowl for herself and Zuo Qian.

"You're not full." Zuo Qian looked at the porridge in Mu Jinnian's hand and asked.

"No, I'm used to having a late-night snack." Mu Jinnian replied.

He wouldn't say it, this was just to delay time and not let Aunt Lan know that he and Zuo Qian slept in separate rooms.

"Why don't you eat some too?" Mu Jinnian said while placing the porridge bowl on the dining table.

"Oh." Zuo Qian wanted to say no more, looking at Mu Jinnian's unrefusable look, he had to drag his heavy steps towards the dining table.

Mu Jinnian saw Zuo Qian coming over, and went to get two small plates of pickles, so he sat down to dine with Zuo Qian.

Zuo Qian came to Mu Jinnian's house for the second time, thinking that he was forcibly tied here last night, he felt mustard in his heart, and he had no appetite for eating.

Mu Jinnian was leisurely and leisurely scooping the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and was satisfied with eating side dishes, and his expression was simply unbeatable.

"What's wrong with you, you don't have an appetite." Mu Jinnian finished eating the porridge in the bowl, looked at the untouched porridge in the left shallow bowl and asked.

"I don't want to eat it." Zuo Qian replied.

"Well, since you don't eat, let's go to sleep." Mu Jinnian looked at his watch, and half an hour had passed since Aunt Lan entered the house.

"Oh." When Zuo Qian heard this, he was stunned and sat in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Why, you want me to carry you up." Mu Jinnian looked at Zuo Qian, who was sitting like Mount Tai, and asked quietly.

"No, no, no, I'd better go by myself." Zuo Qian was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again and quickly stood up and ran upstairs quickly.

Mu Jinnian picked up all the bowls on the dining table and washed them in the kitchen, put them away, and then walked upstairs leisurely.

With a gentle twist of the handle, the door opened.

"Wife, you're here." Zuo Qian sat on the sofa in the bedroom (worriedly), his fingers twisted together, and he looked at Mu Jinnian who had just come in at a loss (cautiously), and answered in a low voice.

"Oh."

"Wife, can I stay tonight?"

"No, you can't." Zuo Qian looked at his figure who was getting closer and closer, and said hurriedly.

"Kidding you, I'll take a shower, there's no bathroom underneath." Saying that, Mu Jinnian bypassed Zuo Qian, rummaged through the closet, found a mulberry silk nightgown, put it on his wrist, and walked to the bathroom.

It wasn't until there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom that Zuo Qian's hanging heart settled down a little, but he still didn't dare to slack off, and the whole person stiffened and sat tensely.

"Wife, I've washed it, do you want to wash it too." After a while, Mu Jinnian came out of the bathroom.

"I don't wash." Zuo Qian looked up at the condescending figure with a long body like jade, and his cheeks were hot for no reason, especially looking at someone's abdomen that was interpreted as an eight-pack abs.

"Oh, then I'll go down first, my wife wishes you a good dream." Mu Jinnian swayed his two slender long legs, and walked in front of Zuo Qian's eyes in a fair and coquettish manner.

"Oh." Zuo Qian only felt that a burst of sandalwood fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, which was refreshing, and even the reaction was half a beat slower.

Listening to someone's slow answer, the corners of Mu Jinnian's mouth hooked up a beautiful arc, and he left his bedroom satisfied, although he wanted to stay, nephrite was fragrant, and finally closed the bedroom door very reluctantly.

"Bang." The sound of the door closing softly pulled Zuo Qian back to reality.

"Gone?" Zuo shallow sideways eyes, looking at the closed bedroom door, the hanging heart finally landed safely, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Lost.

Zuo Qian got up absentmindedly and walked to the bathroom absentmindedly, washed up absentmindedly, and finally climbed into bed absentmindedly to sleep, looking depressed.

The next day, Zuo Qian was woken up by Aunt Lan as always, and Mu Jinnian had already eaten in the restaurant as always.

Zuo Qian came downstairs, quickly came to the dining table to eat, and after eating breakfast quickly, then Mu Jinnian sent Zuo Qian to work in the company, this time he did not go back to Beihai Garden to change clothes, but went directly to the company.

Mu Jinnian sent Zuo Qian to the office as always, and went to Xiang Yang's office as always.

"How was yesterday?" Xiang Yang asked as always, gossiping, and the two shone with dazzling light.

"Very good." Mu Jinnian said lightly.

"Huh?" This is a disappointing answer.

"Disappointment." Xiang Yang was blunt, and his eyes were darkened.

"What's there to be disappointed in, you'll know when you get married yourself." Mu Jinnian rolled his eyes.

Xiang Yang's heart is even more lost, isn't this burying people? He doesn't have a girlfriend yet, who is he marrying?

"Okay, you've been running to me for three days and two times, not working?" Xiang Yang relieved his injured little heart and asked casually.

It seems very casual, but it is full of care.

"The old man has been in charge for the past two days."

"Ah, when?" Compared with Mu Jinnian's calmness, Xiang Yang was very excited, and even a little indignant.

"The day before yesterday."

"The day before yesterday?" Xiang Yang chewed Mu Jinnian's words, reminiscing, wasn't it the day after the media announced Mu Jinnian's hidden marriage?

"Why did the old man suddenly... Isn't it? Xiang Yang didn't say anything about the next words, and they knew each other.