Feeling Mu Qiyu's back against hers, Yun Shuzhu's body stiffened, her mind filled with the scorching heat of Mu Qi from last night.
"Good?" Mu Qi tightened Yun Shuzhu's slender waist, his breath like a gentle breeze in her ear.
"Good." Yun Shuzhu turned her head, dodging Mu Qi's lips, feeling a bit flustered.
"Mu Qi, hurry up and wash," Yun Shuzhu gently pushed Mu Qi's shoulder.
However, Mu Qi remained unmoved.
"I'm hungry, Mu Qi," Yun Shuzhu pushed him again.
Mu Qi paused, then finally released Yun Shuzhu.
Watching Mu Qi's back as he washed up, Yun Shuzhu stood obediently beside him.
In fact, Yun Shuzhu hadn't expected Mu Qi to let her go so easily.
Why had she subconsciously said she was hungry?
Yun Shuzhu pondered. It was probably because, in her subconscious, she knew that Mu Qi wouldn't bear to let her go hungry.
Upon realizing this, a warm current flowed into Yun Shuzhu's heart.
Thinking of making Mu Qi feel her love, Yun Shuzhu's resolve grew even stronger.
With that in mind, seeing Mu Qi finish washing and pick up the towel, Yun Shuzhu immediately stepped forward and snatched it.
Mu Qi: "Mm?"
"Mu Qi, I love you." Yun Shuzhu said it with the solemnity of an oath.
Mu Qi didn't speak, his gaze fixed on Yun Shuzhu.
Under Mu Qi's gaze, Yun Shuzhu became increasingly nervous.
Yun Shuzhu met Mu Qi's eyes directly, but as time passed, she found it harder and harder to endure.
"Let me wipe it for you."
Ah, how awkward.
Yun Shuzhu grabbed the towel and covered Mu Qi's eyes with it.
Mu Qi leaned down, quietly allowing Yun Shuzhu to finish wiping.
Only after he was dry did Yun Shuzhu take Mu Qi's hand and lead him to eat.
Yun Shuzhu found Mu Qi's eating posture very elegant.
But he had a bad habit: he was always watching her. As a result, he wouldn't eat much, and whenever she was full, he would put down his chopsticks.
Thinking of this, Yun Shuzhu looked up and, as expected, met Mu Qi's gaze.
Yun Shuzhu then put down her chopsticks, walked over to Mu Qi's side.
"Not to your taste?" Mu Qi glanced at the dishes on the table, his brows furrowed.
"No, I'll feed you," Yun Shuzhu said, taking the bowl of porridge in front of Mu Qi and bringing a spoonful to his lips.
Mu Qi paused, then leaned forward and cooperated with Yun Shuzhu, drinking the porridge.
"I can do it myself," Mu Qi glanced at the bowl in Yun Shuzhu's hand, wanting her to eat with peace of mind.
"Then eat more yourself, and don't keep looking at me," Yun Shuzhu scooped another spoonful of porridge. Hearing Mu Qi's words, she paused, hesitating before admonishing him.
"You don't like me looking at you?"
Mu Qi leaned back, his eyes narrowing. Yun Shuzhu immediately knew Mu Qi was angry, so she quickly explained.
"No, I'm just worried you won't eat enough," Yun Shuzhu said, placing the bowl aside and placing a hand on Mu Qi's abdomen, a look of concern on her face.
Yun Shuzhu's original intention was simple, but as her hand touched him, she couldn't help but continue to caress him, as if she could feel the surging power through his clothes.
Mu Qi's gaze suddenly softened, and he gently held Yun Shuzhu's hand.
"Last night, you weren't satisfied with what you felt?" Mu Qi's expression was serious, as if he was genuinely contemplating the question.
"Ah?" Yun Shuzhu was momentarily confused, then realized, her face blushing with shyness. She tried to pull her hand free from Mu Qi's grasp.
However, Mu Qi's grip didn't loosen, as if he was determined to get an answer from Yun Shuzhu.
"Not satisfied?" Mu Qi asked again, looking at Yun Shuzhu.
"Satisfied," Yun Shuzhu turned her head as far as she could.
Mu Qi smiled, a rare hint of brightness in his usually gentle eyes. "Want more?"
Yun Shuzhu: "..."
"I... I'll go eat now. Stop looking at me."
Yun Shuzhu awkwardly struggled free from Mu Qi and returned to her seat. Fortunately, this time Mu Qi didn't stop her from moving.
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Arriving at the company, Yun Shuzhu, who had been thoroughly "tossed" by Mu Qi the night before, immediately took her phone out of Mu Qi's pocket and walked over to the sofa.
Before long, a text message arrived.
It was from Yao Zhen.
[Mr. Mu?]
Yun Shuzhu initially intended to type her own name, but then changed her mind.
[I am Mrs. Mu.]
Mu Qi was so popular; she had to seize every opportunity to declare her ownership.
Yao Zhen, who was leaning against the headboard in the hospital, froze for a moment, then recovered.
She had long since given up any thoughts of Mu Qi.
She just hadn't expected Mu Qi to be so open with Yun Shuzhu, even regarding something as private as his phone.
But it was good this way.
Suddenly, a melodious ringtone sounded. To Yao Zhen's ears, however, it was extremely jarring.
Zuo Nan! He was calling again.
Yao Zhen frowned, her face looking quite grim. Just as the call was about to hang up automatically, she answered it.
"Miss Yao, your birthday is approaching. I wish you a happy birthday in advance."
Zuo Nan's voice, with its veneer of refinement and underlying depravity, came through the phone. Yao Zhen felt dizzy and nauseated.
"Just say what you need to say quickly!" Yao Zhen said emotionally, yet she dared not hang up.
"Miss Yao, why be so agitated? I just want to remind you not to forget to introduce me to Elder Yao at your birthday banquet."
Zuo Nan's tone was polite, yet it carried an undeniable pressure.
Yao Zhen listened to the sound of a pen tapping on a desk coming from the phone. It felt as if each tap wasn't hitting the desk, but rather her raw nerves.
"I haven't forgotten. Stop calling me!"
Yao Zhen's slightly labored breathing betrayed her fear. Zuo Nan listened to each breath, his mood becoming increasingly pleasant and joyful.
"Heh, then I'll be waiting for your good news, Madam Yao."
The call finally ended. Yao Zhen, breathing heavily, cut straight to the point with Yun Shuzhu.
[Miss Yun, Zuo Nan wants me to introduce him to my grandfather at my birthday party and sign an agreement for voluntary share transfer.
Miss Yun, what should I do?]
After editing the message, Yao Zhen clicked send.
Then, she stared intently at the screen.
Finally, a message with a green background and white text was sent back.
Yao Zhen's lips parted slightly, thinking she must be seeing things.