Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

As time passed, Mu Qing lived happily in Mo Mo's house. He ate and slept, ate and ate, read when he felt like it, and sat on the balcony to enjoy the breeze when he had nothing to do. Although there were no communication tools in the room, there were several simple electronic products, such as game consoles.

Mu Qing had too much fun to play with, so he would call the housekeeper every day when he was hungry. Whether he wanted a steak, burger, or a full banquet of spicy hot pot, the chefs here could make it for him, and the taste was always top-notch.

In just one week, Mu Qing gained a lot of weight and looked much more energetic than before.

Compared to before, Mo Mo looked a little tired. Firstly, he had a lot of things to do recently. Although his eldest brother took care of the company and family business, he didn't have to worry about anything, but sometimes he also needed to help his eldest brother.

It just so happened that the company was very busy recently, so Mo Mo had no time to come back to accompany Mu Qing. Every time he came back, he could only stay for a short while before leaving, and his face was full of dark circles.

As for the second one, that was Mu Qing's problem. Mo Mo had originally guessed that Mu Qing would hate him after being kidnapped and would struggle to escape. Then he would lock him in the villa, force him to eat, force him to stay, and even use the small toys in his secret room.

But Mu Qing was too obedient. He didn't make any noise or trouble after being kidnapped by him. He was even very close to him. He ate whatever he was given every day. He didn't make any noise or trouble even when he was locked in a small dark room and not allowed to go out. As long as he was fed, he would never refuse any of Mo Mo's requests. Of course, Mo Mo didn't want to let him starve.

Although his personality was the same as when he had secretly spied on him, gentle and well-behaved, just like the cold yet gentle moonlight, Mo Mo always felt that something was wrong. He always felt that things shouldn't be so smooth.

Whether it was the books he had read before or the animals he had tied up before, shouldn’t they have resisted and struggled when faced with such a situation?

Either both sides will be destroyed in the end, or the other party will be tortured to death and turned into a well-behaved pet. But why doesn't Mu Qing do as the book says?

I haven't done anything yet? He's so good to me. Not only am I willing to be imprisoned by him, but I'm also willing to be with him. Mo Mo sometimes wonders if I'm dreaming. It seems that he only imprisoned Qingqing for a while. How could he fall in love with me?

This made Mo Mo wonder sometimes, did Mu Qing have some disease? For example, he liked being imprisoned? Or did he have Stockholm syndrome?

But after looking through all the medical records and having the doctor perform psychological tests on Mu Qing one after another, Mo Mo finally admitted that Mu Qing did not have the diseases he thought he had, and that he was mentally healthy. Apart from being a little introverted and socially anxious, he had no problems at all, which was much better than his mental state.

This made Mo Mo feel relieved, but at the same time he felt a little awkward. He couldn't help but wonder, was it because Qingqing liked him that she stayed with him, or was it because of social phobia that he would be willing to stay as long as someone was willing to imprison him and treat him well?

With all these things coming together, Mo Mo suddenly didn't want to go back. He didn't want to face the answer Mu Qing would give. He was afraid that the answer was not what he wanted.

Tiredly leaning on the chair in the office, Mo Mo rubbed his brows. After finishing the documents in his hand, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the surveillance video. Seeing Mu Qing reading quietly in the room, Mo Mo's eyes became much gentler. His fingers kept moving across the screen, with a hint of paranoia, mumbling to himself, not knowing what he was mumbling.

After Mu Qing finished reading, he stood up and stretched, then walked to the balcony, sat in a rocking chair and looked at the flowers outside. After reading for half an hour, Mu Qing stood up again and returned to the room. This time he turned on the game console next to him and started playing. There were bursts of music coming from his phone, which sounded quite cheerful.

Mu Qing played two games and then put the game console aside in boredom. He lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with boredom. He missed Mo Mo a little.

No one knew what Mo Mo had been doing these past two days. He hadn't seen him for several days. Even though the housekeeper said he had come back before, Mu Qing had never seen him again. If it weren't for what happened in this room, Mu Qing would have thought that being imprisoned by Mo Mo was just a dream.