His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1260: Chapter 351: Love You for Ten Thousand Years (Part 1)

He hadn’t slept well in the first place, and now he seemed to want to sleep the whole day.

”Mu Yichen! You have to eat breakfast, right?”

Qin Mu gently stroked his shoulder and asked him softly.

”Wake me up around nine to have breakfast!”

”Okay!”

Qin Mu thought of how he hadn’t slept all night and agreed softly, then tugged the blanket a little.

The rain outside gradually lessened, turning into a drizzle and drifting down steadily.

Qin Mu glanced at the window, then leaned over to grab the remote control and closed the curtains.

Once the room was dark, it was easy to fall back asleep.

But as soon as he was asleep again, she quietly got out of bed, without washing her face, and went to the kitchen.

The people in the kitchen were curious when they saw her come in: ”Young mistress, are you having breakfast now?”

”No! I’ll wait a bit and eat with Mu Yichen! Did you make porridge this morning?”

”This morning the master had a Western breakfast, but I’ll make some now!”

After the chef answered her, they immediately added.

”No need! I’ll do it!”

Qin Mu touched her jeans pocket, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Because as soon as she said it, everyone looked at her with those incredulous eyes.

”Actually, I can make porridge! It’s really simple!”

Qin Mu said awkwardly, her voice very small.

”Indeed it is!”

The chef and the auntie nodded in agreement, giving her face.

Once the kitchen was left to herself, she began to busy around.

She figured that even if Mu Yichen wouldn’t have an appetite around nine, if it was porridge she made, he would definitely have at least a bowl!

After drinking the porridge, take the medicine, then sleep some more and sweat it out, should feel better.

Qin Mu thought so and did just that.

Mu Yichen, half-asleep, was startled awake by his phone, with Qiao Yi impatiently asking on the other end, ”Did you forget about the 8:30 morning meeting?”

Mu Yichen sat up on the edge of the bed, feeling like everything was black, unsure if he was blind or if the curtains weren’t open.

He quickly realized it was indeed the curtains.

”I’m not going! You guys can do it yourselves! I’ve got a bit of a cold!”

Mu Yichen’s voice was a bit hoarse. With one hand he found the remote and opened the curtains, with the other he held the phone, told Qiao Yi, then hung up and tossed it aside.

He closed his eyes again, lying down, feeling disoriented by the daytime light.

When Qin Mu came back into the room, she noticed the curtains were open but he was still lying in bed asleep. She felt puzzled for a moment, then quietly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to move his leg that was under the covers.

Mu Yichen didn’t tell her to move it, but instead raised his hand to grasp her shoulder, pulling her slightly onto his chest.

Even through the shirt fabric, his chest felt so warm.

”Get up and have breakfast, then take the medicine and sleep some more?”

Qin Mu spoke softly to him, looking at him with soft, tender eyes.

At this moment, he was too tired to argue with her about yesterday’s matter. To be honest, she wouldn’t mind if he just kept glaring coldly at her.

”I don’t feel like eating! Just give me the medicine!”

”Really not eating? I made porridge, you know! Listen carefully, it was me, your wife, who made the porridge!”

Qin Mu turned slightly, leaning fully on his chest, speaking to him word by word.

Mu Yichen chuckled, finally unwillingly opened his eyes, looked at her, and asked, ”Can the porridge our Mrs. Mu made actually be consumed? Do you even know how to wash rice?”

Qin Mu...

”I see you’re not seriously ill, are you? Still daring to joke about my rice not being clean, never mind, don’t drink it! I’m going to make you some antipyretic medicine.”

As Qin Mu spoke, she was about to leave.

But Mu Yichen held her tightly: ”I’ll go with you to have porridge! Will you keep me company?”

Mu Yichen raised his eyes to look at her again.

”Of course I’ll keep you company; I’ve been hungry till now too.”

When Qin Mu heard he wanted to go have porridge, she felt much better.

Mu Yichen couldn’t resist her sudden vulnerability and wanted to kiss her lips, but instead settled for kissing her forehead, then got up with her and went downstairs.

Neither of them had washed their faces, but they were still considered clean. They sat together to have porridge, along with scallion pancakes and side dishes.

As Mu Yichen ate, he couldn’t help but ask her, ”Did you make this too?”

”Of course!”

Afraid he wouldn’t eat, Qin Mu boldly lied, saying of course.

Mu Yichen couldn’t resist glancing at her a couple more times, but he didn’t expose her lie, just smiled and ate.

Qin Mu also felt that her words weren’t very convincing, but as long as he could eat, it was fine.

”Actually, I didn’t make it!”

Qin Mu later admitted.

”Do you really think I’ve been burned silly?”

Mu Yichen asked her in a low voice, his eyes seemingly saying, did you really think I didn’t know?