Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian's bedroom is simple. Apart from the bed and wardrobe, there is only a large table in the corner.

Mu Qingyuan sat down casually on the chair in front of the table. The most conspicuous thing on the table was still Jian Zhinian's photo, a photo of him and Shen's mother when he was a child.

He was about eleven or twelve years old, with a gentle temperament. His sportswear made him look like a scholar, and he held a tennis racket in his hand.

"Zhizhi, can you play tennis?"

"I know a little bit. I even participated in some small competitions when I was a kid..."

"There's a chance for us to compete with each other!" Mu Qingyuan was a little looking forward to it.

Jian knew that Mu Qingyuan was good at basketball, but she had never seen him play tennis, so she smiled and said, "I haven't played for many years. If you have time, you can play tennis."

The two chatted casually. Mu Qingyuan was still thinking about the photo album in the study, and couldn't help but change the topic back.

"Zhizhi, can I take a look at the photo album later?"

Those childhood photos... Jian Zhinian suddenly felt ashamed to face people. He was extremely conflicted. Why would this person just let him go?

Mu Qingyuan whispered again: "Zhizhi, when will you leave for the project that Principal Zhong mentioned?"

He asked this question, but Jian Zhinian did not answer.

This time, Jian Zhinian answered: "Next week..."

Mu Qingyuan's breathing stagnated. He thought it would be quick, but he didn't expect it to be so quick.

He walked over to Jian Zhinian and sat down next to him, holding him in his arms and resting his chin on Jian Zhinian's shoulder.

"We'll go get the marriage certificate on Monday. I'll be here with you before you leave. Don't worry, I'll come here often to accompany mom and Nian Nian. You don't have to worry about home..."

"Ah."

"Can you come back for the New Year? Can I ask you this?"

"do not know……"

"Then come on."

"Ah."

"Zhizhi..."

"Ok?"

"Zhizhi..."

"I'm here."

"I'm beginning to miss you now..."

So, Jian Zhinian turned his head and kissed Mu Qingyuan...

At first, Jian Zhinian sat in Mu Qingyuan's arms, and later he sat astride his legs.

The kiss was just a simple touch at first, but gradually it became tinged with lust...

The two were still rational and did not fall onto the bed.

The door of the room was knocked at the right time, and Shen Ruxin's voice sounded at the right time -

"Zhi Nian, take Xingchen downstairs to eat."

"Oh, okay, okay, we'll be right there."

Like wild mandarin ducks startled by the pond, the two quickly separated, stood up and straightened their clothes.

Especially Mu Qingyuan, it was his first visit and he didn’t want to leave any bad impression on Jian Zhinian’s mother.

"Zhizhi, are my clothes wrinkled?"

Jian Zhinian smiled and said, "It's too late to think of this question now! No, my image is perfect, don't worry."

The two went downstairs, and Nian Nian happily came back to Mu Qingyuan.

He kept calling "Dad, Dad".

Jian Zhinian felt a little jealous after hearing this.

The reason why he didn't let Nian Nian call him "Dad" at the beginning was that he couldn't accept that he could have a child at that time. He was depressed before giving birth. If Nian Nian called him "Dad" again, he would probably collapse.

So, he chose to let Nian Nian call him uncle.

Now it seems that Mu Qingyuan got a bargain.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with Nian Nian calling Mu Qingyuan dad.

The present moment is the best.

Jian Zhinian didn't think about changing anything.

During the meal, Nian Nian's children's dining chair was placed between Mu Qingyuan and Jian Zhinian. She looked very happy, probably because both her fathers and uncle picked her favorite dishes.

Then, Nian Nian ate too much.

While taking a walk after dinner, Nian Nian felt that it was not bad to be full.

She held her uncle's left hand and her father's right hand. When she was happy, she would take a few steps. When she was lazy, she would lift her feet and her father and uncle's arms would lift her up at the same time.

So, Nian Nian had a mobile warm swing...

The wind in late autumn was already chilly, but Nian Nian's body was warm and not cold at all.

After returning home, the little girl's palms were hot, and she blew bubbles happily while taking a bath.

"Dad, can you put me to sleep tonight?"

Mu Qingyuan looked at Jian Zhinian and got an encouraging nod, so he replied, "Little Princess, sure. It's your father's honor."

So, tonight Mu Qingyuan is the father who reads picture books. His voice is different from his uncle’s, but equally pleasant.

Nian Nian fell asleep quickly and went on an adventure with the Magic Queen.

At half past ten in the evening, Mu Qingyuan tiptoed out of Nian Nian's room, and then he remembered a question.

"Zhizhi, tonight...should I stay here?"

Shen Ruxin was an open-minded and sensible mother. She went into her room early and did not come out.

Mu Qingyuan and Jian Zhinian were the only ones left in the empty living room of the villa. They were so close that they could put their arms around each other, as if they were whispering.

It's okay, no one will disturb you.

Jian Zhinian raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "If you don't want to live here, where do you want to live?"

Mu Qingyuan was overjoyed and simply pressed the issue, asking, "Am I staying in your room?"

This villa has four floors and many rooms. Mu Qingyuan wondered, could he be staying in the guest room?

Jian Zhinian's smile did not diminish, and he said lovingly, "If you don't want to stay in my room, where do you want to stay?"

Mu Qingyuan hugged Jian Zhinian excitedly and said, "I don't want to live anywhere else. I just want to live with you. I'll live in the same room as you and sleep in the same bed as you."

Jian Zhinian had a headache. The more he indulged this person, the more outrageous he became.

What can I do? I should just pamper my boyfriend myself.

Moreover, this person will be upgraded next Monday...

The two went upstairs and took a shower. Mu Qingyuan whispered in Jian Zhinian's ear, "Zhizhi, your household registration book is in your hands, right?"

Mu Qingyuan was anxious, and he would not allow anything to go wrong this time.

Seeing that he was serious, Jian Zhinian simply found a box, took out the household registration booklet, and handed it to Mu Qingyuan.

"You keep it for the next two days, okay?"

Mu Qingyuan took it with a smile and said, of course.

However, he seemed to have seen something just now, something particularly familiar.

When Jian Zhinian was about to close the box, Mu Qingyuan quickly blocked his way and reached out to take something out of the box.

"Ding-ding-dong..."

"Zhizhi, you didn't lose this little bell!" Mu Qingyuan looked up.

Jian Zhinian reached out and grabbed it: "Mu Qingyuan!"

He forgot that there were many other things in the box. He didn't expect Mu Qingyuan to have such good eyesight and such quick movements.

Mu Qingyuan raised his arm, holding a small red bell in one hand and the household registration booklet in the other, and turned around and slipped away like a loach.

Jian Zhinian tried to grab it several times but failed. He got so angry that he just gave up.

He stood aside, somewhat annoyed and angry, and said in a deep voice: "Mu Qingyuan, give it back to me!"

Mu Qingyuan placed the household registration booklet on the bedside, walked over and hugged Jian Zhinian, saying, "Okay, I'll give it back to you now."

He put Jian Zhinian on the bed, bent his knees and squatted, lowered his head, held Jian Zhinian's ankles, and placed them on his legs.

Jian Zhinian took a breath, and after realizing something, he struggled slightly: "I don't want this kind of..."