His Beloved Treasure

”Eh! You’re going too? Don’t you have to work?”

Qin Mu watched as he reached out his hand under her knees as if to pick her up and immediately lifted her leg, moving slightly away from him as she asked.

”I’ve just wrapped up a phase!”

Mu Yichen saw her dodging and reflexively frowned, the next thing he did was scoop her up from the sofa.

”What are you dodging for?”

He questioned, nibbling on her ear.

”I just suddenly remembered how in ancient times, because of a woman, the emperor would skip the morning court, and then that woman would become the beauty who brought disaster to the nation!”

”Are you afraid of becoming that beauty who brings disaster?”

Mu Yichen asked as he set her down in the lounge.

Qin Mu immediately nodded, her long, curled eyelashes trembling.

”You’re the empress, completely unrelated to any beauty who brings disaster! Besides, you only push me to work harder, you have never held me back! Hmm?”

Originally, Qin Mu was leaning against the headboard, and Mu Yichen was sitting at the edge of the bed comforting her for a while. But then, seeing her silly look, he wrapped an arm around her knees and dragged her to lie flat on the bed. Then leaning over her, he kissed her forehead forcefully, ”Mrs. Mu, scoot over and make some space for your husband.”

Qin Mu mechanically scooted over and over.

Mu Yichen lay down beside her, his hand instinctively lifting her shirt to touch her belly.

But Qin Mu never got used to his actions, always feeling like he was about to do something next, and then tensing up in resistance.

”Don’t move, I’m just feeling if that little guy is making any fuss in your belly.”

Mu Yichen’s hand was on her stomach, but his expression was very serious! As if, if that little guy dared to make a fuss in his wife’s belly, he’d be ready to take on a fight with him through the belly first.

Qin Mu laughed at his words, ”Even if he’s a son, he’s still our little treasure!”

”Hmph! My little treasure is only two women!”

Mu Yichen disagreed.

”Hmm? Two?”

Qin Mu looked up at him with questioning eyes.

”You and Huanhuan!”

Qin Mu startled, and after he finished speaking, she relaxed again, ”I thought you dared to hide another woman behind my back.”

”Do I have the skill? I can’t even take care of one of you properly.”

Mu Yichen squinted at her, but Qin Mu could still feel the teasing in his eyes, and she snorted with laughter before turning her head away from his gaze.

Mu Yichen immediately leaned closer to her, enveloping her in his arms, ”Go to sleep! I like how you drool in my arms.”

”What?”

Qin Mu immediately turned to look at him, disbelieving, alright?

She drools in her sleep?

And there’re men who like women drooling?

”Drooling, what’s that about?”

Qin Mu stared with wide eyes at him and asked.

”Why so nervous? I’ve eaten your drool Lord knows how many times!” Mu Yichen kindly reminded her.

Qin Mu...

Why does she feel a tiny urge to curse, even though it’s such an embarrassing thing, he talked about it so...

Wickedly!

”Alright, go to sleep!”

Mu Yichen raised his hand to cradle her face and caressed it.

Qin Mu looking into his eyes filled with tenderness, felt that it didn’t quite match the current situation, and also because she was worried about whether she really would drool, she couldn’t help but wake up several times just as she was about to fall asleep to wipe the corners of her mouth.

After she fell asleep, Mu Yichen went to get some documents and sat beside her, accompanying her while reading them.

At noon, Qiao Yi went up again, and seeing the secretary Xi engrossed in calculating spreadsheets with her head down, he stopped in his tracks, ”Is Qin Mu still in there?”

Secretary Xi lifted her eyes, gave his face a glance and simply ”Oh”ed, then bowed her head and got back to earnest work.

Qiao Yi saw her ignoring him, what day was this already? They hadn’t had such an impassive interaction before.

”Secretary Xi, is there a misunderstanding between us?”

”Is there? — Maybe I just don’t like to get too close to others.”

Secretary Xi considered before smilingly answering him.

Qiao Yi felt like he received a slap to the face, not a heavy one, but enough to make him feel numbness on his cheek.

”You didn’t say that before!”

Qiao Yi reminded her, with his face already looking quite displeased.

”Did I? How did I put it before?”

Secretary Xi lifted her gaze to look at him, that one look piercing Qiao Yi’s heart as if a needle had lodged itself deep within and refused to come out.

”You said you were an approachable and helpful secretary! That I could ask for your help anytime.”

Qiao Yi watched her, reminding her.

”So, does Assistant Qin have something he wants my help with?”