Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan's breathing stagnated. Jian Zhinian was becoming more and more fearless of death. He was blatantly seducing him like this! !

He found a set of his own robe and knocked on the glass door of the bathroom.

The bathroom door opened a crack, and a white arm with a hint of moisture stretched out. Mu Qingyuan put the bathrobe on it, feeling inexplicably irritated, and hurried to the guest room.

Jian Zhinian came out of the shower, thinking that he had a lot of things to do tomorrow and probably had to go to the mall.

While I was lost in thought, the doorbell rang in the living room. It must be the takeaway that had arrived.

Jian Zhinian, wearing slippers, trotted over to pick up the takeaway. He happened to see Mu Qingyuan coming out of the shower and was slightly surprised.

"Where did you take a shower so quickly?"

“The rooms have bathrooms.”

Mu Qingyuan saw that Jian Zhinian's bathrobe was too wide and the hem reached his calves. He suddenly remembered the morning of his first night staying in the villa in H City. His eyes couldn't help but pause on the straps around his waist.

Haha, I've learned my lesson this time, Deadlock.

Jian Zhinian opened the takeouts one by one, and what Mu Qingyuan ordered was all quite light.

The two of them finished their meal in silence, both keeping their thoughts to themselves and not testing each other late at night.

Mu Qingyuan didn't chase him away, so Jian Zhinian just curled up in the bed obediently, and made up his mind that if Mu Qingyuan wanted to make trouble, he would accompany him!

Fortunately, it was a peaceful night.

They stayed on their own at night, and when Jian Zhinian woke up, he found himself rolling into Mu Qingyuan's arms again.

Mu Qingyuan stood up and pretended not to see it. But after washing and changing his clothes, he buttoned his shirt and spoke to Jian Zhinian with his back turned.

"Go back if you have nothing else to do. I have no shortage of assistants around me, and the sponsorship contract is still valid. You can't move out of that villa. I'll come over anytime I have time."

Jian Zhinian frowned and said, "I said I would pursue you, and I was serious. Mu Qingyuan, I have asked for a long vacation, and I will not go back."

After Mu Qingyuan buttoned the last cufflink, he turned around and glanced at Jian Zhinian.

"Whatever you want! You are not allowed to be around me except in this room without my permission."

Long vacation, huh, how long can a nerd’s vacation be?

"Oh." Jian Zhinian responded, but he was not so obedient in his heart.

Mu Qingyuan had breakfast at the company and left Jian Zhinian at home.

Jian Zhinian was not angry, he was not a child. He took a taxi to the mall and bought a bunch of things, clothes and daily necessities, like a Thumbelina, making his monotonous home look brand new.

In just a few days, after leaving the boring laboratory, he found that he could actually stay at home.

I guess they were all forced out.

Jian Zhinian sighed.

After finishing all this, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

He sent a message to Mu Qingyuan: "Will you come back for dinner tonight?"

At seven o'clock, he received a reply - no reply.

Jian Zhinian had dinner alone, and he just had a bowl of noodles to get himself by. Then he turned on his computer at the dining table. Yes, he bought a computer today.

Searching Mu's official website, there are also sporadic information about Mu Qingyuan, etc...

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Qingyuan opened the door and saw Jian Zhinian standing up from behind the computer at the dining table.

"Qingyuan, you're back. I made pork ribs and yam soup today..."

Mu Qingyuan glanced inside the room. It seemed that Jian Zhinian had a very fulfilling day today. He remembered that when he first successfully stepped into Jian Zhinian's single dormitory for faculty members, he was also shocked by the cleanliness and warmth inside.

His mother Dong Mingyue conceived him and brought him into this world in her youngest and most beautiful years.

Being young means having no experience. The young single mother who loves beauty has a child who can do all kinds of things at home, and the house has not been very clean for a long time.

After Mu Qingyuan became an adult, he simply chose a minimalist lifestyle, so that both his office and his living space were minimalist to the point of being cold.

As soon as he entered the door, Jian Zhinian had already served him a bowl of soup.

It is slightly hot when you put it in your mouth, directly warming your whole body. The ribs fall off the bone when you put them in your mouth, the meat is fragrant, and the yam is soft and melts in your mouth.

When their relationship was at its best, Jian Zhinian devoted himself to teaching and research and even skipped meals, let alone cooking.

During that time, Jian Zhinian had a serious stomach problem, and Mu Xingchen had to rush around the canteens of K University every day, packing up ordinary food and chasing after Jian Zhinian to feed him.

Now that the positions have been reversed, Mu Qingyuan raised his eyes under the burning gaze from the opposite side.

"what happened?"

Jian Zhinian said with a hurt look, "You didn't even say hello to me after you came in."

Mu Qingyuan was silent.

Jian Zhinian continued, "It didn't say whether the soup tasted good or not."

Mu Qingyuan pushed the empty bowl towards Jian Zhinian and said, "Not bad, see for yourself."

Jian Zhinian smiled, warm and bright.

"If you like, I'll cook it for you every day."

Mu Qingyuan put it down, his face darkened, and said: "Don't make promises easily if you can't do it. If you make promises lightly, you will lose trust!"

Seeing Mu Qingyuan was about to leave, Jian Zhinian hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"I'm sorry, I expressed myself incorrectly. I can't make soup for you every day, but I will make soup for you every day I'm here, okay?"

"up to you."

Mu Qingyuan had been busy all day and didn't want to waste his time and energy on such useless promises.

Jian Zhinian loosened his grip. The crisis of trust could not be resolved overnight, so he had to take it slowly.

Mu Qingyuan went to the study. Jian Zhinian hung up the phone and went back to the bedroom to take a shower.

Seeing the clock pass 12 o'clock, Jian Zhinian sighed, got up and walked towards the study. He knocked on the door, but heard no response, so he turned the key quietly and slowly pushed the door open.

This gives the people inside enough time to refuse, and also gives you room to test the waters.

The familiar and strong smell of tobacco hit him, and Jian Zhinian frowned.

Mu Qingyuan was not working, but standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him, smoking. When he heard him come in, he did not stop him nor turned back.

Jian Zhinian walked up to his side, lowered his eyes and saw that there was still half a cigarette left at his fingertips, so he reached out and took it.

Mu Qingyuan still did not stop him. In Jian Zhinian's eyes, how could he tolerate students smoking?

But in the next second, Mu Qingyuan's pupils trembled slightly.

Jian Zhinian beside him didn't put out the cigarette, but put it in his mouth with unfamiliar movements and took a deep puff...

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

“What are you smoking for??”

Mu Qingyuan snatched the cigarette from Jian Zhinian's mouth in a rage. He couldn't understand what the person in front of him wanted.

Does he know that taking the cigarette from another man's mouth and putting it in his own is a blatant suggestion of some kind?

He suddenly appeared in S City, and he had already taken him home, what else did he want?

"Jian Zhinian, what do you want?"

I want you...

Jian Zhinian didn't know where Mu Qingyuan's anger came from, so he said, "I just want to try how this thing tastes. I see you like smoking it..."

Mu Qingyuan ran out of breath and said, "You don't need to learn these."

Jian Zhinian was also feeling depressed, and retorted: "Why shouldn't I need it? Qingyuan, I want to be closer to you..."

As he spoke, he leaned into Mu Qingyuan's arms, smelling of the refreshing fragrance after bathing. He put his arms around his waist, gently and quietly.

The dark perfume vapor entered Mu Qingyuan's nose, and he clearly felt a hint of freshness in his throat. His Adam's apple moved, and he easily embraced him with one arm and lifted his chin with the other hand.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

He tasted the refreshing mint flavor, without the bitterness and throat irritation of tobacco, only the warm and sweet taste...

Jian Zhinian, don't get so close.

I won't be able to leave...