Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

The sound of a metal buckle loosening completely broke Jian Zhinian's nerves. His pupils trembled slightly, and his glasses had fallen to who knows where, revealing the bright red and trembling teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, which made people unable to resist bullying...

"Mu Qingyuan, don't!" Jian Zhinian shouted.

This is outside, in the car, next to the security room.

Is Mu Qingyuan crazy?

"No? Your body doesn't say that!"

From a high vantage point, in Mu Qingyuan's eyes, Jian Zhinian, with his clothes half-unbuttoned, his fair skin and the black of his down jacket, were so charming against the dim light in the car.

There was a gleam of fragile tears in the man's eyes, about to fall, and the tears fell on the red mole at the corner of his eye, revealing an indescribable charm.

This look is hidden deep in my memory. Even after not seeing it for many years, it is still unforgettable when I see it again.

"Jian Zhinian, you can't escape tonight..."

There is a beast living in Mu Qingyuan's heart, and at this moment he can no longer suppress it.

"Please... not here..."

The tears at the corners of his eyes finally fell, and Jian Zhinian's voice could not hide the cry.

Mu Qingyuan paused, his deep eyes were unfathomable.

Just then, someone knocked on the car window.

"Hello sir, you can't park here..."

"roll!--"

Mu Qingyuan shouted loudly and let go of Jian Zhinian.

He pushed open the car door angrily, returned to the driving seat, started the car impatiently, and drove into the community under the stunned gaze of the security guard.

Jian Zhinian had just gained his freedom and put his clothes back on when the car braked suddenly and he hit the window with a thud, feeling dizzy.

The next moment, the back door opened.

"come out!"

It's like dark clouds covering the city, and a rainstorm is coming.

Jian Zhinian was a little frightened just now. He shrank back and didn't dare to come out.

Mu Qingyuan's whole body was filled with chills, and he said, "If you don't come out, I'll go in!"

Jian Zhinian's face changed drastically. He fumbled to find his glasses and shoes, and got out of the car with a pale face.

Mu Qingyuan locked the car, opened the gate of the villa, looked back and saw Jian Zhinian still parked there. His face darkened a little, but he couldn't say sorry, so he could only turn around and go into the house indifferently.

The house was brightly lit and he was a little dazed.

For many years, when he returned home and opened the door, he had to turn on the light himself to have light.

He changed his shoes, and the living room was still empty, as if nothing had changed, yet so much had changed.

For example, the clothes drying on the balcony, the fruit plate on the coffee table, the bamboo on the dining table... Mu Qingyuan's gaze finally stopped on the documents and books spread out on the dining table...

Rubbing his eyebrows silently, he looked back at the door.

Jian Zhinian had already followed in cautiously and closed the door.

He said: "It was Luo Jiushuai who came to give me something. You know him..."

Luo Jiushuai?

Mu Qingyuan thought about it, that guy who studied medicine?

Jian Zhinian was a good friend who he had played with since childhood, so he did know.

At that time, Mu Qingyuan didn't like Luo Jiushuai.

Now, it's even more annoying.

Mu Qingyuan didn't expect that after a few years, Jian Zhinian would be so close to Luo Jiushuai. Even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows!

"Jian Zhinian, I told you that since you've been with me for the duration of the contract, you should end all those dirty relationships!"

Jian Zhinian sat down in a corner of the sofa, some distance away from Mu Qingyuan.

He wanted to say that he did not have any unclean relationship with others.

However, Mu Qingyuan didn't believe it.

I don't……

In the end it became: "I know."

After hearing this, Mu Qingyuan went to the kitchen with a cold face. The moment he opened the refrigerator, he was visibly stunned.

"Have you had dinner?"

Jian Zhinian finally heard the warmth and concern in Mu Qingyuan's voice. His nose felt sore and an unprecedented sense of grievance surged into his heart.

"I've eaten. I've made chicken soup in the rice cooker..."

He blinked, walked into the kitchen, filled a bowl and placed it on the dining table.

Mu Qingyuan took a sip and found the taste impeccable. He could even imagine Jian Zhinian's serious look when he was adding salt, accurately estimating the weight of the salt...

Jian Zhinian folded the documents and books on the dining table and put them back in the cardboard box on the balcony.

Mu Qingyuan said, "There is a study room on the first floor. You can use it."

Jian Zhinian nodded and said, "I'll clean up tomorrow. I'll go upstairs first."

Mu Qingyuan was silent.

Jian Zhinian took it as his tacit consent, and he didn't even think about staying in another room, so he went straight into the master bedroom.

The room was well heated. He took off his down jacket, revealing several buttons of his pajamas were undone. His wrists were slightly red and a little painful.

He leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the pale ceiling, at a loss.

The moment Mu Qingyuan pushed open the door, Jian Zhinian's broken and lonely look as he hastily gathered his consciousness pierced his heart.

He scared him.

Mu Qingyuan pursed his lips and went into the bathroom. When he came out, he turned off the lights, leaving only the bedside lamp dim as a veil.

Jian Zhinian lay down, feeling relieved. Unexpectedly, a strong arm came through and grabbed his waist in the next second. It fumbled to push up his pajamas, and its rough palms wandered over his body...

Mu Qingyuan had not forgotten the sensitive parts of Jian Zhinian's body at all.

"Jian Zhinian, do you still remember the terms of the contract?"

"You signed and put your fingerprints on it, so you have no right to say 'no'..."

"Say, you are willing."

Jian Zhinian tilted his neck back, the man biting and sucking on his neck. His body couldn't help but tremble, and his breathing was a mess.

He simply couldn't stand any provocation from Mu Qingyuan.

"Yes, I am willing..."

I am willing, please don't be so fierce...

You were so gentle once.

Jian Zhinian was pushed to the extreme, and he surrendered with tears, willing to sink.

He bit his lip, trying not to make any sound, as if the love between them was still as true as it was back then.

"Let go—"

Mu Qingyuan pinched Jian Zhinian's jaw, forcing him to open his lips and teeth, and succeeded in hearing Jian Zhinian's moans of excitement.

He looked down at Jian Zhinian from above, peeling off his skin and flesh, possessing him again and again...

He wanted madly to see this man's cold and arrogant character disappear before his eyes, to see the tears of lust in his eyes, and then slide down to water the bright red mole at the corner of his eye.

No matter how beautiful the rain hitting the banana leaves is, it cannot compare to the trembling red marks of tears...

The dark night cannot hide the most ferocious beast.

This person finally fell into his arms again.

Hate it or not.

It doesn't matter if you don't love him.

Even if it's just a conflict of interest over a contract.

At this moment, he is his.

In a frenzy, Mu Qingyuan reached for the leather belt at the head of the bed and tied the pair of hands that were scratching randomly above his head. No matter how hard he struggled and cried, he couldn't get away...

When he was gentle, he gently touched the bright red teardrop mole, like kissing the cinnabar in his heart.

Wet and salty, an unforgettable taste.

Never again...can't wait for someone...

"Jian Zhinian, you can't escape."

All night long, Mu Qingyuan repeated it in Jian Zhinian's ear over and over again, like a spell, trying to trap this person...