Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan hugged Jian Zhinian and relaxed for a moment. He leaned sideways and used his fingers to stroke Jian Zhinian's hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead; he stroked the red mole at the corner of his eye that was dyed bright red by the water, and finally his bright red lips.

All this beauty belongs to him alone.

Only he can make the roses bloom, and only he can see such a simple and young man.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingyuan couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and his body couldn't help but revive again.

He loved Jian Zhinian to death.

I just can't bear to let go.

The two of them were close to each other, and even though Jian Zhinian's consciousness was in a state of confusion, he was shocked to notice the changes in Mu Qingyuan.

His voice was weak and hoarse afterward.

"Ayuan... that's enough..."

He really couldn't stand it happening again.

However, Jian Zhinian forgot that his soft and gentle voice was the most powerful aphrodisiac for Mu Qingyuan.

Hearing the word "Ayuan", Mu Qingyuan's eyes became even hotter.

Almost at the moment when Jian Zhinian called out, Mu Qingyuan's body tensed up, and he turned over again and pressed the man down.

"Zhizhi, call me again..."

Jian Zhinian was too weak to struggle or think. He obediently called out again, "A Yuan..."

"Zhizhi, you really are going to kill me!"

The intense sexual intercourse made Jian Zhinian half faint.

A night of dreams with the scent of roses...

When he woke up again, Jian Zhinian felt refreshed. However, as soon as he moved his fingers, he felt sore all over his body. He couldn't help but let out a painful sound.

Indulgence in lust does come at a price.

Jian Zhinian's throat felt like it had been rubbed by a grinding wheel.

My whole body aches. How much effort did that person use last night?

The most uncomfortable thing is...

Jian Zhinian was about to sit up when he fell back onto the soft bed.

He groaned.

As soon as Mu Qingyuan heard the noise, he hurried into the bedroom with a glass of honey water in his hand.

"Zhizhi, you're awake. Drink some water to moisten your throat..."

Jian Zhinian borrowed Mu Qingyuan's arm, sat up, shook his head, and said, "I'll wash up first..."

He propped himself up and walked into the bathroom. Mu Qingyuan followed closely, fearing that he would fall.

Jian Zhinian pushed him out the door and said, "Stay outside, I'm fine. What time is it?"

Mu Qingyuan was standing guard at the door and replied, "It's only a little after nine o'clock, why are you awake? You should sleep a little longer."

They came back early last night, but it was too late.

Jian Zhinian walked out of the bathroom, took the honey water handed to him by Mu Qingyuan, and drank it all without leaving a drop. If he didn't replenish some water and sugar, he would probably suffer from hypoglycemia.

He picked up a set of clothes and was about to change, but saw Mu Qingyuan was still in the room.

"I'll change my clothes, you go out for a while."

Mu Qingyuan frowned and said, "It's not like I haven't seen it before..."

"If you've seen me, get out first..."

The situation has changed, and Jian Zhinian is somewhat reluctant to expose himself so clearly.

Mu Qingyuan had no choice but to turn around and promised: "You change, I promise not to look back."

Jian Zhinian: …………

As a compromise, he changed his clothes quickly. The big movement involved the painful parts of his body, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Jian Zhinian's forehead.

Mu Qingyuan made breakfast, ordered some takeout, and put a cushion on the dining chair.

Jian Zhinian finished his breakfast with a red face, stood up, put on a thin coat, and said, "Drive me to school."

Seeing him walking towards the door, Mu Qingyuan asked anxiously, "You still want to go to work in this state?"

Jian Zhinian changed his shoes, looked up at him, and said angrily, "Who can I blame for this?"

The other party's tone and eyes were not very good. Mu Qingyuan wanted to say something but stopped, not daring to speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Jian Zhinian sighed, "Qingyuan, if we get married in the future, we'll be together every day. If I indulge myself and then skip work the next day, my job won't allow that..."

I really must not indulge myself like this in the future, Jian Zhinian thought.

"What about you? The company is so busy, don't you need to go home today?"

From the long passage, Mu Qingyuan only extracted two words - "marriage".

His eyes were full of anticipation: "Zhizhi, when are we going to get the marriage certificate? It's already November, and it might be a bit rushed to hold the wedding at the end of the year..."

He raised his hand and looked at the date, and said anxiously, "I agreed to your proposal last night. How about we get the certificate today?"

Talking at cross purposes.

Jian Zhinian pinched his brows, walked into the elevator, and asked back: "My President Mu, did you bring your household registration book when you came?"

Mu Qingyuan: “…I didn’t bring it…”

I brought my ID card, but who would bring their household registration booklet with them when they go out?

"However, I can have someone deliver it now. It should be delivered before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes, Zhizhi..."

Jian Zhinian comforted her, "Don't bother, I'm here and I won't leave. The ring is locked in place, you see."

He raised his hand and shook it, and said solemnly: "Qingyuan, take care of the company first. I hope Zhiyuan Technology can go higher and further."

Before getting in the car, Jian Zhinian looked into Mu Qingyuan's eyes and spoke very seriously.

He struggled for many years to create a career that emerged from the mud.

Jian Zhinian hopes it can soar into the sky.

Mu Qingyuan's deep eyes also showed solemnity. He held Jian Zhinian's hand across the control panel and said, "You also hope that Zhiyuan Technology will develop well, right?"

How can there be such a stupid question?

Jian Zhinian tilted his head and smiled, "Of course, after all, Zhiyuan and I have a close relationship, right?"

Could this guy be more straightforward in naming his company? He's not stupid.

"I'm not being overly sentimental, am I?" Jian Zhinian asked cautiously.

Mu Qingyuan answered solemnly: "Not at all. The knowledge in Zhiyuan is the same as the knowledge in Zhinian."

Jian Zhinian smiled gently and said, "If you dare to put my name on it, then don't disgrace it, okay?"

Mu Qingyuan nodded, feeling as if he was being reprimanded.

"Zhizhi, am I so unpromising in your eyes?"

This was the second time Jian Zhinian pushed him away and asked him to go back to the S City company.

The staff quarters is just across the road from K University. It only takes five minutes to drive to Jian Zhinian’s office. While we were talking, Jian Zhinian’s office was already in front of us.

Jian Zhinian got out of the car, stopped at the stairs of the office, and waved to Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Qingyuan took a few steps forward and looked at Jian Zhinian.

Jian Zhinian raised his head and touched Mu Qingyuan's lips, explaining, "It's not that you are not ambitious, Qingyuan, you are too ambitious. You have to make up for the time you spent with me in other times."

"It's either today or in the days when I'm not around. I don't want the time I spend with you to be accumulated by you staying up late. Take care of yourself, okay?"

Jian Zhinian's words were like iron iron hitting Mu Qingyuan's heart, making him feel light-hearted.

"Okay, don't worry about me all the time. You too, take care of yourself and don't always work overtime. Zhizhi, you are not alone anymore."

"Okay, got it. Go back and get busy. Come back when you're done... By the way, you..."

Jian Zhinian's gaze paused for a moment at Mu Qingyuan's neck and chest, resisting the urge to raise his hand to unbutton his shirt...