His Beloved Treasure

Mu Yichen saw that she’d calmed down and released her hand, but couldn’t help asking irritably as he undressed her: ”Why are you wearing so much today?”

It’s late autumn, really chilly, so she wore a set.

Besides, she hadn’t planned on doing anything with him tonight.

”Mu Yichen, did you scare everyone at the hotel today?”

Qin Mu suddenly went quiet and obediently lifted her hips to cooperate with him.

Mu Yichen stopped being so rough because she suddenly changed the subject in a low voice, and looked at her with his dark eyes: ”Hmm? Why ask that all of a sudden?”

”You took out your anger on others just because we argued—you really aren’t rational.”

”...”

Mu Yichen was suddenly stunned.

”Did Secretary Xi go to work?”

Qin Mu looked at him like that and didn’t remind him what she really meant, just asked the question she wanted to know.

”Yeah!”

Mu Yichen replied with a nod.

”Why are you suddenly spacing out?”

He’d already taken her pants off, but then he just stared at her without doing anything.

Her voice was low, but her stubbornness was obvious.

He suddenly chuckled, his eyes turning mischievously charming: ”Mrs. Mu, what game are you playing with me?”

Seeing him confused by her words, Qin Mu suddenly felt so happy she almost couldn’t contain it and turned her head to avoid looking at him.

But the smile on her lips was already about to overflow.

Mu Yichen looked at her flushed face struggling to hold back laughter, and he laughed too. Stroking her face, his forehead pressed against hers: ”Mrs. Mu, you’re so heartless! Hmm?”

That voice, so soft and loving!

”You have to sincerely apologize to me, for what happened at the cinema last night!”

Their breaths mingled together, and Qin Mu stubbornly grumbled at him.

”Okay! I apologize! Sincerely! I shouldn’t have acted like a rogue with Mrs. Mu in the cinema!”

Mu Yichen’s enticing voice gradually softened the iron-hard heart of the woman beneath him.

Qin Mu’s ears felt a bit hot, her long lashes fluttering slightly.

Holding her face, Mu Yichen raised his eyes slightly, then lowered them again to look at her soft lips. He gently brushed them with his thumb and then sealed her lips with his own.

”Was that sincere enough? Hmm?”

After kissing for a while, he asked her in a low voice.

”Not enough!”

Qin Mu instinctively replied, but she had already forgiven him in her heart.

”Not enough? How about this then?”

Mu Yichen suddenly kissed her again: ”And now?”

”Still not enough!”

Mu Yichen kissed her forcefully again.

In the quiet room, a sense of intimacy gradually developed, along with stubborn yet sweet smiles.

”Greedy little wildcat!”

Mu Yichen said. This time he didn’t ask again, nor did he stop.

The long night wore on, with the two of them sometimes holding each other tightly, sometimes pushing away, but something always remained intimately bonded.

——

The next morning, Qin Mu lay limply in his arms, her lower abdomen feeling a bit cold.

”Mu Yichen! Mu Yichen!”

She muttered his name with her eyes closed.

”Hmm?”

Mu Yichen, who had woken up early, was holding her while reading the news on his phone. Hearing her calling him, he glanced down at her.

”My stomach hurts!”

Mu Yichen instinctively asked: ”Is your period coming again?”

That monthly period that always made Mu Yichen irritable.

”Yeah! Probably, I’m going to the bathroom first, can you get me a glass of warm water?”

Qin Mu didn’t even want to open her eyes, struggling to get up.

”I’ll also make you a hot water bottle!”

Mu Yichen headed out, while Qin Mu still sat on the bed, couldn’t help but laughed, thinking just how well you know me.

Later Mu Yichen brought her the warm water, and also a hot water bottle, and Qin Mu, hugging the hot water bottle, leaned against him, drinking the warm water: ”I tell you, Zhao Huai and Xiaomei are pretty much together.”

”Hmm?”

”Xiaomei’s also on her period these days, and Zhao Huai even went to our studio to bring her a hot water bottle yesterday. And then, he accompanied Xiaomei back to her apartment, Xiaomei texted me saying she’s lovesick.”

Mu Yichen: ”...”

”Sigh! Everyone seems to have their someone, this year you might spend quite a bit on gifts.”

Qin Mu said then suddenly chuckled.

Even though her face was so pale, she was able to laugh, as if she’d gained some great benefit.

”What’s so funny?”

Mu Yichen asked her, puzzled.

”Because with you paying, I won’t have to, just have Secretary Xi wrap a big red envelope from both of us, then give Qiao Yi one individually, make sure to put my name on it too.”

Mu Yichen squinted his eyes slightly, asking her in a low voice: ”Finally realized the benefits of being Mrs. Mu, huh?”