Chapter 373 The Mist

Mu Qi's lean meat congee was delicious. She was supporting Mu Qi, wishing him greater heights in his culinary skills.

Yes, exactly like that.

Yun Shunan thought this and her eating became more uninhibited.

Ten minutes later, three empty bowls were neatly arranged before Yun Shunan.

"Mu Qi, did I eat too much?" Yun Shunan asked Mu Qi with a blush, touching her stomach.

"Not at all." Mu Qi glanced down at the empty bowls on the table. Thinking of Yun Shunan's past starvation, a part of his heart let out a fierce sigh of relief.

"Of course not, this is a lady's standard portion!" Su Dan Xiaoshuo Wang

Seeing Mu Qi say this, Yun Shunan immediately assumed he had no concept of portion sizes. Her demeanor shifted from shy to nonchalant.

After eating her fill, Yun Shunan sat on the sofa, watching Mu Qi busy washing dishes in the kitchen.

The previous second, Yun Shunan had been thinking about how a dishwasher was needed here. The next second, she remembered how Mu Qi had pushed her away when he was cooking.

Yun Shunan watched Mu Qi's figure, her gaze unfocused.

Yun Shunan felt that after she brought him to this desolate place, although Mu Qi hadn't struggled or resisted, she couldn't shake the feeling that a layer of mist enveloped them.

When the mist was thick, Yun Shunan felt their distance was unfathomable. When the mist thinned, she felt they were still as intimate as ever.

As soon as Mu Qi finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, Yun Shunan clung to him again.

Seeing Mu Qi emerge from the kitchen, Yun Shunan immediately got up from the sofa and walked towards him.

"Mu Qi..." Yun Shunan was pushed away by Mu Qi, who placed a hand on her shoulder before she could finish.

"I'm going to take a shower," Mu Qi said, pushing Yun Shunan aside and heading upstairs.

Yun Shunan remained where she was, watching Mu Qi's retreating back in silence, then lifted her feet and followed closely.

The sound of water trickling came from the bathroom. Yun Shunan looked at the blurry figure in the bathroom, touched the frosted glass with fascination, then quickly let go and turned to lie down on the bed.

How long had they been married? Why was she still so inexperienced?

Yun Shunan frowned and rolled around on the bed.

Mu Qi didn't take long to shower and soon emerged from the bathroom.

At that moment, Mu Qi was drying his hair with a towel, water droplets falling one by one from his jet-black hair.

The water drops traced his chiseled jawline, passed over his delicate collarbones, and cascaded down his sculpted muscles before disappearing into his towel.

Yun Shunan, lying on the bed, stared mesmerized.

Mu Qi hadn't expected Yun Shunan to be in the bedroom. As his gaze fell upon Yun Shunan on the bed, his hair-drying motion paused.

Mu Qi's voice couldn't help but carry a hint of accusation, "Why are you up here?"

Such a great opportunity, and Nian Nian wasn't in the guest room.

Mu Qi inwardly scoffed at himself.

As soon as Mu Qi spoke, Yun Shunan reacted, quickly turning her head away. However, upon hearing his words, she couldn't help but turn back and retort defensively, "I can come up if I want to. Are you afraid I'll see?"

Mu Qi was stumped by Yun Shunan's retort. He averted his gaze from her.

Yun Shunan lowered her head slightly, feeling a pang of disappointment. But she quickly raised her head, got up, and pressed Mu Qi down onto the bed, snatching the towel from his hand to dry his hair.

Mu Qi naturally wouldn't quibble over such a small matter. He stared blankly ahead, letting Yun Shunan rub the towel back and forth on his head.

When Yun Shunan had dried his hair sufficiently, Mu Qi was about to get up, but his shoulders were once again pressed down by Yun Shunan.

"Let me blow-dry your hair."

Mu Qi remained silent, and Yun Shunan's hands were placed on his shoulders again.

Mu Qi's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the muscles in his upper body noticeably tensed.

Seeing that Mu Qi showed no signs of leaving, Yun Shunan got out of bed, retrieved a hairdryer, and returned.

"Mu Qi, is this temperature okay?" Yun Shunan's fingers brushed against the nape of Mu Qi's neck, as if by accident.

Mu Qi's body tensed even more. "Mmm."

"Good then." Yun Shunan raised an eyebrow and continued her casual touches.

Soon, Mu Qi suddenly sat up on the bed. "That's enough, it's dry."

"No, it's still quite damp," Yun Shunan said, getting out of bed and taking a few steps towards Mu Qi.

Mu Qi's pace quickened instantly. As Yun Shunan was about to catch up, he walked out of the bedroom and abruptly closed the door.

Mu Qi didn't know what Yun Shunan's intentions were, but he subconsciously felt it was not something he wanted to know.

Leaving the bedroom, Mu Qi hurried into the study and quickly sat in the chair, breathing heavily.

More than ten seconds passed, and Mu Qi's heartbeat continued unabated, even showing signs of intensifying.

With a bang, Mu Qi looked up reflexively. Seeing Yun Shunan at the door holding his clothes, Mu Qi's heart skipped a beat.

The austere study stood in stark contrast to Mu Qi's strong muscles.

Yun Shunan paused for a moment, then subtly touched her nose. Seeing no blood on her hand, she quickly walked to Mu Qi's side.

"Mu Qi, you'll catch a cold like this." Yun Shunan handed him his clothes.

Mu Qi took them. Seeing that Yun Shunan had no intention of leaving, he looked up and asked, "You want to watch me change?"

Yun Shunan nodded. "Mhm."

Mu Qi's heart tightened. He turned and put on his shirt. Then, his hands moved towards his towel.

With another bang, Mu Qi looked up again. The study was empty of Yun Shunan's presence, only the door, still swaying from the impact, remained.

Mu Qi: ...

As night fell, Mu Qi had just lay down on the bed when Yun Shunan snuggled closer.

A few moments later, a cool touch suddenly appeared on Mu Qi's wrist. He abruptly opened his eyes.

With a click. The handcuffs reappeared on Mu Qi's wrist.

Veins in the back of Mu Qi's hand bulged forcefully.

By the time Yun Shunan had secured the other end to the bed, Mu Qi's hand shot out and gripped her wrist.

Mu Qi's lips were pressed together, his expression foreboding.