Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Chapter 209 Qing An: I want to sleep with you

Jiang Shaoqing noticed that the rabbit had retreated back into its nest. His eyes did not move, but he turned the corner and asked, "We are here at the fresh food section, take your pick."

They just bought snacks, beer, and even Spring Festival couplets outside the house and small decorations inside the house.

Mu Qing'an followed a few steps and picked fruits, vegetables, fish and seafood as usual. Every time he would look at Jiang Shaoqing inquiringly.

The suspicious eyes seemed to be asking, can you do this? Can you do that too?

Jiang Shaoqing always smiled and nodded, and received admiring looks from someone every time.

He had seen this kind of look in Mu Qing'an's eyes many times.

After all, Mu Qing'an was brought up by him.

Walking out of the supermarket, Mu Qing'an was once again full of admiration for Jiang Shaoqing. It turned out that this man, in addition to being a big shot in the business world, was also proficient in everything from steaming and frying to deep-frying in the kitchen.

Mu Qingan wondered, what on earth could Jiang Shaoqing not do?

Why is it so powerful?

Mu Qing'an sat in the passenger seat again, and after silently admiring for a while, he realized that it was not the way back.

He turned to look at Jiang Shaoqing and asked, "Where else are you going?"

The car stopped at a large luxury shopping mall. The seven-story building had everything from men's, women's, and children's clothing to jewelry, shoes, and hats to skin care products.

"Brother Jiang, do you want to buy clothes?"

It was only when they reached the men's clothing section that Mu Qing'an understood.

Jiang Shaoqing really wanted to buy clothes, not only for himself, but also for him.

"Pick two sets. It's New Year's Day, so wear new clothes and new hats to bring good luck."

When Jiang Shaoqing said this, there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Mu Qing'an blinked, and the man had already turned around to pick out clothes.

He looked at the clothes, then looked at himself, then whispered something to the waiter, and the enthusiastic waiter held a pile of clothes for him to try on.

He was like a walking fitting model, shuttling back and forth between the fitting room and the mirror.

And Jiang Shaoqing was standing aside.

"This one is nice..."

"This set is also good..."

"The light color goes well with the skin..."

"Bright colors are good and lively..."

Finally, Jiang Shaoqing swiped the card, and Mu Qing'an changed into new clothes and had a dozen shopping bags in his hands.

This kind of hospitality cannot be refused.

Mu Qing'an hasn't experienced this for a long time.

It's not that he has no money, on the contrary, he has a lot of money.

So many that it almost became a cold number.

Those cold numbers could not warm his heart, nor could they become the carefully selected clothes on his body that warm people's hearts, nor the irresistible enthusiasm and warmth.

"Brother Jiang, don't just buy it for me, buy it for yourself too."

"Don't worry, it will happen."

Afterwards, Jiang Shaoqing also bought two sets for himself, but it was much easier for him than trying them one by one.

If I see a familiar size in a familiar brand, I will just swipe my card and buy it.

Jiang Shaoqing did not let go of the accessories downstairs.

He chose a watch that suited Mu Qing'an and put it on his hand.

"Not bad. How about wearing this in the future?" Jiang Shaoqing asked casually.

Mu Qingan felt a little hot in his chest, and said blankly: "Brother Jiang, this... is a bit expensive..."

Can you just give away something worth millions?

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Mu always underestimates himself, or underestimates me?"

Mu Qing'an was not stupid in words, but he was powerless in front of Jiang Shaoqing.

So he nodded and accepted it.

He thought that he could give him something valuable in the future to make it even.

They returned with a full load and simply had lunch outside before going home.

New Year's Eve is a busy day.

In the afternoon, they worked together to put up Spring Festival couplets and window decorations, set up money trees, and hung festive Chinese knots. Mu Qing'an even bought two little turtles.

This is not the first time they have done this together.

The moment they looked up to paste the Spring Festival couplets, they found memories of last year in each other's eyes.

Last year at Mu Qingyuan's house, they also did the same things together, but back then it was mostly just playing around, and this year there seemed to be something else going on.

They were silent.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was prepared by Jiang Shaoqing.

Mu Qing'an also picked and washed vegetables and helped out.

Jiang Shaoqing cooked a table full of dishes for the two of them. He opened the folding square table at home.

The square table becomes a round table.

This year, he actually had a reunion with his family.

The moment Mu Qing'an saw the round table, he also looked up at Jiang Shaoqing.

Their eyes met, and then quickly looked away.

New Year’s Eve is very long.

They turned on the TV and were accompanied by fireworks from thousands of homes and laughter from all over the country.

They opened the wine, ate the food and chatted, until they were tongue-tied and talked about everything...

New Year countdown, the moment the bell rings.

They said to each other-

"Happy New Year!"

Mu Qingan was drunk.

Jiang Shaoqing's face turned red from drinking. He cleaned up the mess, sent Mu Qing'an to the guest room, and put him on the bed.

Just as he was about to stand up, before he could straighten his waist, his arms were entangled by someone.

With an effort, Jiang Shaoqing staggered.

The person on the bed also sat up a little and opened his eyes drunkenly.

"Jiang Shaoqing...why are you so nice to me..."

“Why did you buy me clothes…”

“Why do you teach me everything…”

Although Jiang Shaoqing was not drunk, his mind was confused. When he was tired late at night, he had no idea why.

There are so many whys...

If you want to do it, just do it.

If you want to buy, just buy it...

He was going to buy it anyway, and he wasn't short of that little money, so he was happy to spend some on the little rabbit.

Jiang Shaoqing pried open Mu Qing'an's hands and coaxed her, "Little An'an, you are drunk. Go to sleep quickly. When you wake up, you will be one year older..."

"You take care of the child! I won't sleep!"

The hands wrapped around my arms seemed to be breaking more and more...

I can't pry it apart no matter how hard I try.

The person on the bed could no longer cry.

"Brother Jiang, no one has bought me clothes for many years... When I was a child, only my mother would buy me clothes every New Year..."

"Brother Jiang... I don't have a home... I don't have a home... Can I sleep with you?"

Jiang Shaoqing had a headache.

How much did this kid drink today...

I just opened two bottles of red wine, just some vintage.

For this kid, he took out the good wine.

And he also drank with me!

Is this kid going to look for his mother while drunk?