Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

After dinner, relying on his swollen left hand, Jian Zhinian waved his hand and hid directly in the study room on the first floor.

Too many things happened today. After calming down, Jian Zhinian felt a little confused. When he came back from Jian Zhongxing in the afternoon, he wanted to find a time when Mu Qingyuan was in a good mood and explain everything to him.

But I was delayed by the post issue, and not only was it delayed, but the difficulty of explanation also increased a lot.

Jian Zhinian felt a headache when he thought about this.

He rubbed his temples and felt that hiding in the study was not a solution.

He walked into the living room. Mu Qingyuan had already washed the dishes. When he saw him coming out, he taunted, "Professor Jian is really diligent."

Jian Zhinian didn't care and asked softly, "Qingyuan..."

Can he call him that?

For the first time, Mu Qingyuan calmly listened to Jian Zhinian calling him by his name. When his gentle voice called out those two words, it was like the morning breeze blowing through the deep valleys of the green mountains, soft and clear...

Exceptionally nice to listen to.

Mu Qingyuan couldn't help but respond.

Jian Zhinian seemed to be encouraged and said, "Qingyuan, let's sit down and chat."

Mu Qingyuan was full of rejection, raised his eyebrows and said, "The kind where we sit on the bed and chat?"

Jian Zhinian's face changed slightly, and his bright red lips were almost bitten to bleed.

"Otherwise, I have nothing to talk about." So, it's best to back off before you know it's difficult.

Unexpectedly, Jian Zhinian nodded: "If you insist on listening this way, that's fine."

A trace of annoyance flashed across Mu Qingyuan's deep eyes, and he said coldly: "Then go wash up and wait on the bed!"

After saying that, Mu Qingyuan walked past him and went upstairs to the study.

Jian Zhinian let out a long sigh. Why was Mu Qingyuan so reluctant to let him explain what happened back then...

Mu Qingyuan returned to the study. The smell of cigarettes had not yet dissipated, so he couldn't help but light another one. The air was filled with smoke, as if all his worries could be put aside.

He smoked one cigarette after another, trying to calm himself down.

But someone wanted to disturb his peace and the cell phone rang sharply and piercingly.

Mu Qingyuan took a glance and cut it off.

But that person did not get tired of it and kept making fatal calls.

Mu Qingyuan picked up the phone and said, "Jiang Shaoqing, you'd better have something urgent to do, otherwise the sales target for next year will be increased by 50%."

Jiang Shaoqing was extremely anxious, but he patiently asked, "Qingyuan, are you in H City now?"

"80%!"

"Did you meet Jian Zhinian? Are you guys together again? The campus forum at K University is going crazy today! The photo of you kissing back then has been dug up again!"

Fearing that Mu Qingyuan would go crazy again, Jiang Shaoqing did not bother to test him and just said it directly.

"Send me the link to the post." Mu Qingyuan put out his cigarette.

"The post has been deleted. The forum administrator reiterated the forum posting standards. I will send you a screenshot of the key content on WeChat."

Mu Qingyuan decisively hung up the phone and opened WeChat. After a dozen pictures, Jiang Shaoqing left a message:

"Qingyuan, you're not really going to fall into the same trap again, are you?"

Five minutes later, Mu Qingyuan's face was as dark as ink.

What Jian Zhinian said about going to school in the afternoon was true, and the principal most likely wanted to see him because of this matter.

So, Jian Zhinian once again secretly cleared himself of all charges?

Just like before.

Falling into the same trap?

How can it be!

Mu Qingyuan got up and walked out of the study. The bedroom door was half closed and there was a faint sound of water.

He followed his heart, walked in with long legs, and closed the door casually.

When he opened the bathroom door, Jian Zhinian was just putting on his pajamas and preparing to come out. When their eyes met, they were both a little surprised.

"You, how come you..." and then came in...

Seeing Mu Qingyuan's dark face, Jian Zhinian didn't dare to say anything after that.

"go out!"

Mu Qingyuan shouted in a deep voice.

Jian Zhinian didn't know what he had done to provoke him again. He wanted to say something but stopped himself and hurriedly stepped aside.

Mu Qingyuan stood under the shower, the cold water fell on his body, extinguishing the redness in his eyes.

The moment he entered the room, he really wanted to pinch Jian Zhinian and make him kneel on the ground to humiliate him.

But that person looked at me blankly with those clear and bright eyes, which were my favorite look...

If it's destroyed... I can't see it anymore...

This thought, just thinking about it, was enough to make him feel heartbroken.

Jian Zhinian sat anxiously on the bedside, occasionally looking up in the direction of the bathroom, and sometimes looking down in deep thought...

When Mu Qingyuan walked out of the bathroom, he saw Jian Zhinian with his hands on his knees, his head down, staring at his toes absentmindedly, his toes shaking unconsciously...

Mu Qingyuan could clearly hear the sound of his own heart beating like thunder.

Hearing the sound, Jian Zhinian looked up suddenly, revealing his slender neck and the soft, fluffy hair on his forehead. He was not wearing glasses, his eyes were a little unfocused, and there was a bit of confusion in his look when he looked at people.

"You're done washing..."

The string in Mu Qingyuan's heart was completely broken.

He was like a dormant beast, pouncing on Jian Zhinian under his claws.

"Hmm... why are you so cold... did you take a cold shower?..."

Why is he going crazy in this weather? Is he trying to kill himself?

Jian Zhinian turned his face away and tried to push the person away.

“It’s getting hot right away!”

Mu Qingyuan turned his face and kissed him again, then undressed easily and got straight to the point.

Jian Zhinian couldn't help but groan. He didn't have time to care about Mu Qingyuan because he was already busy taking care of himself.

Mu Qingyuan's attack tonight was extremely heavy-handed, leaving bruises wherever his palms passed.

He was in so much pain that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, but instead of getting any sympathy, the situation seemed to get worse.

Jian Zhinian was trembling with fear and struggled instinctively, touching the wound on his left hand from time to time, and his body couldn't help but tense up.

After a few times, Mu Qingyuan got annoyed and found a tie from somewhere, and he no longer had anything to scratch or push around.

After calming down, Mu Qingyuan turned his back to Jian Zhinian, put on a bathrobe, and sat on the bed, his chest heaving violently.

"Let's go..."

After saying that, Mu Qingyuan stood up and put on his pajamas.

Jian Zhinian felt pain all over his body and had not yet recovered. He lay exhausted on the bed, thinking he was hallucinating.

"What did you say? Let me go first!"

Mu Qingyuan bent down and released him without saying anything else.

Jian Zhinian moved his wrist, pulled the pajamas beside the pillow and put them on. What's wrong with this bastard? He kidnaps people just because he doesn't agree with something!

He endured the discomfort all over his body, sat up with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can we talk now?"

Mu Qingyuan turned his head and gave him a cold look. Wasn't he cruel enough just now? So that Jian Zhinian still had the energy to think about other things?

"What are you talking about? Are you talking about why you didn't come because you were delayed by something? Are you talking about why the materials Jian Zhongxing sent to the Academic Affairs Office were not your intention?"

When Jian Zhinian heard this, the flush on his face gradually faded away. He opened his mouth, but it took him a long time to make a sound.

"how do you know?"