Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan, with a gloomy face at the moment, sat on the sofa for a long time without moving...

Although he had just forced Jian Zhinian to kiss him, half by punishment and half by threat, he was trying to prove that Jian Zhinian only had him in his heart and did not have the slightest thought of anything else.

But he was still uneasy.

He admitted that he had nothing to fear after Jian Zhinian seriously said that he wanted to pursue him and even came to S City alone for this purpose.

After they met again after a long separation, he clumsily used a keeping contract as an excuse to demand things from him, trap him, and even kiss and hug him wantonly.

He thought he could wear the mask of a financial sponsor very well, but in daily interactions, he also hoped to get along with Jian Zhinian in the atmosphere of a lover and absorb Jian Zhinian's warm love.

He knew clearly that what really trapped Jian Zhinian was not the absurd and shameful contract, but the fact that Jian Zhinian liked him and wanted to win him back.

In Jian Zhinian's heart, the contract did not have much binding force at all. He had always been pursuing Mu Qingyuan as a lover.

Such pure love, unreserved affection.

Mu Qingyuan longed for it, but was also afraid of losing it.

To the extent that he kept using contracts and clauses to remind Jian Zhinian of his so-called identity.

Remind him and remind yourself.

He wanted to get closer to Jian Zhinian.

But when Jian Zhinian came closer, he wanted to push him away.

He was afraid that he would pull him into a dangerous situation.

However, he was worried that if Jian Zhinian was really pushed away by him, he would lose her.

dilemma.

Originally, Jian Zhinian had a cold personality and devoted himself to scientific research. He thought to himself that Jian Zhinian was there, waiting for him to deal with everything and then come back.

But today, a Song Liangjie appeared.

Mu Qingyuan admitted that he was a little panicked...

But at this moment, Mu Jisheng threatened him openly. He knew about Jian Zhinian's existence...

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were extremely deep, as dark as ink, with a flash of cold light, and then returned to calm.

He got up and went to the kitchen, planning to cook first...

suddenly

bang-

There was a cracking sound.

Jian Zhinian was hiding in the bedroom, not knowing what to do. He stood up suddenly when he heard the noise, opened the door and looked, his pupils slightly shocked——

There were broken porcelain pieces all over the ground under Mu Qingyuan's feet. His body was slightly stiff, and he put one hand on his knee and squatted down to pick up the pieces slowly.

Jian Zhinian's heart stagnated, and he blurted out words of concern -

"Don't move, I'll get the broom."

Mu Qingyuan looked up and saw the person in the bedroom came out as he wished. He turned around to get a broom to clean up.

The corners of his mouth lifted a little, and he pretended to insist: "If my hand slips accidentally, I can clean it up myself."

Jian Zhinian had already come to the kitchen and swept all the tiles clean.

"If your knee hurts, don't push yourself. Just eat something casually tonight and have takeout delivered. Go sit on the sofa."

Mu Qingyuan obeyed the order, turned around and sat on the sofa, picked up his phone to order takeout: "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat something tasty."

Jian Zhinian brought the medicinal wine, took a stool and sat down next to the sofa.

Mu Qingyuan was very docile at this moment. He wanted to see that Jian Zhinian cared about him in order to resist the suppressed emotions in his heart.

He sat on the sofa and spontaneously rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his swollen knees, which looked much better than yesterday.

Jian Zhinian rubbed the medicinal wine in his palm and rubbed it on him carefully. He pursed his lips and thought of what he heard in Mu Qingyuan's lounge during the day. That person said that Mu Qingyuan was not doing his job well...

All he knew about Mu's recent crisis was the falling and fluctuating stock prices.

It was because of him, because of the post...

His vision blurred, Jian Zhinian gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Those people from the Mu family are simply not human!

Deceiving too much!

pat...

The water fell silently, dripping onto Mu Qingyuan's knees which were burning hot due to the medicinal wine. It was still scalding hot, and Mu Qingyuan was startled.

After realizing something, his heart suddenly tightened. He was wrong.

He shouldn't have used this injury to gain Jian Zhinian's attention after he heard those words.

Jealousy really messed up his mind.

Mu Qingyuan held Jian Zhinian's hand that was massaging his knee and said softly, "Stop rubbing, it's almost healed."

Jian Zhinian broke free from his hand, stood up, found the hot compress patch he bought yesterday, put it on him, and took the opportunity to calm down.

Seeing that Jian Zhinian didn't say anything, Mu Qingyuan was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he kept it to himself, so he stood up, held his face, kissed him gently, and coaxed him softly -

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I just broke the bowl on purpose to trick you out. It was just a self-torture trick. I didn't expect you to be so easily fooled."

Jian Zhinian raised his eyes, the moisture still lingering in them.

He glared at him and said angrily, "Since when did the sponsor become so humble that he needed to use the self-torture tactic? Isn't the self-torture tactic only used by canaries like me?"

How can this be called a self-torture tactic?

Mu Qingyuan was successfully rebuked and dared not refute.

The sponsor and the canary have all moved out...

Have you ever seen a canary with such sharp teeth?

Moreover, the three words "torture strategy" sounded familiar to Mu Qingyuan. He had just ridiculed Jian Zhinian a few days ago.

Now the situation has changed, and Jian Zhinian uses it to confront him.

He could only endure it silently.

Fortunately, the doorbell of the takeaway food saved him at this time.

After picking up the takeaway, he laid out the food and said, "Eat first. Order the dishes you like."

Jian Zhinian blinked his eyes, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and accidentally ate too much.

In addition, the food tonight was spicy, and his stomach started to feel upset again. Fortunately, he had taken a painkiller before. Jian Zhinian's face was pale and he managed to hold on without being noticed by Mu Qingyuan.

On the bed, Jian Zhinian covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyuan's hot palm skillfully touched his pajamas...

Jian Zhinian's body stiffened, thinking, didn't Mu Qingyuan have a knee injury?

He raised his hand and pressed down Mu Qingyuan's hand that was wandering on his body, silently refusing.

Mu Qingyuan thought he was depressed, so he tightened the force on Jian Zhinian's waist, leaned sideways and half pressed on him, pinching Jian Zhinian's chin with one hand.

"Are you still feeling bad?"

Jian Zhinian turned his head away, slapped his hand away, and said in a bad tone: "If anyone feels hurt, just be quiet."

Mu Qingyuan thought that he was indeed distressed, and wanted to amuse him, so he half-jokingly said: "It's almost healed, it's not a problem, if you can't bear it, change the position? Tonight you are on top, and you move by yourself?"

Jian Zhinian almost thought he was hallucinating. He opened his mouth slightly and looked at Mu Qingyuan in disbelief. He didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed. His chest heaved violently and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

“Get out!!”

After realizing what was happening, Jian Zhinian pushed the person away with a red face and turned his back.

This person is becoming more shameless!

Finally there are other emotions...

Mu Qingyuan chuckled and lay on the bed, feeling much more relieved. Even the resentment that had been lingering in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot, and he felt inexplicably refreshed.

He vaguely remembered something that happened long ago.

At that time, Jian Zhinian, holding a few books in his hands, walked in the shade of the trees on the campus of K University. He was dressed neatly like a freshman, with delicate facial features and a good bone structure that could not be hidden even by glasses.

The clear campus is the place where the most beautiful and innocent love is nurtured.

Jian Zhinian always receives love letters from various girls when he is on the road.

One time he saw Jian Zhinian being confessed to by a boy. He stood there in shock, his face red with shame and anger, and he didn't move for a long time.

When the boy's love letter was handed to him, he finally reacted and turned around and ran away in fright.

There is some inexplicable overlap with the expression just now.

Although at that time, he watched from a distance.

At this moment, he clearly had the person trapped beneath him, within his reach.

The man's embarrassed look has remained unchanged over the years.

It's still the original look in his heart...

He reached out and pulled the person into his arms again, hoping for a moment of peace.

The next morning, Mu Qingyuan got up first. He made breakfast and said to Jian Zhinian, "Take my car and go to the company together later."

Jian Zhinian thought for a moment and asked, "Shouldn't we hide our relationship in the company?"

Mu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is our relationship?"

Jian Zhinian's face turned pale. He didn't know how to answer, so he simply didn't answer.

Mu Qingyuan handed him the chopsticks and said, "In the company, remember not to be timid to anyone. With me here, whatever you say is right. Do you understand?"

Jian Zhinian looked up, puzzled. Did this man mean to be his strong backing?

Mu Qingyuan tapped his forehead and said, "Whatever you want to say about the relationship, that's it. If you don't want to say it, no one can force you to say it."

"Okay." Jian Zhinian decided not to dwell on it.

Before leaving, Mu Qingyuan suddenly held his hand and said solemnly: "Remember to protect yourself."

Jian Zhinian turned his head to look at him and nodded.

The car slid out of the community. Jian Zhinian sat in the passenger seat, propping up his head with his eyes half closed, looking relaxed and at ease.

It was drizzling outside the car window, the humidity was heavy, and the chill penetrated my bones. There was a slight traffic jam during the morning rush hour, and the cars were not moving fast. The surrounding buildings...

Haojing Zhenyuan? Wait!

"This doesn't seem like the way to the company?"

"Well, I took a little detour. Just in time, I went to return the umbrella you borrowed from someone else yesterday." Mu Qingyuan said calmly.

Jian Zhinian was surprised and said, "Now? I didn't bring the umbrella with me."

Mu Qingyuan took out an umbrella from somewhere and handed it to Jian Zhinian: "I've got it. I'll be at the north gate of Haojing Zhenyuan right away. Can you call someone to pick it up, or can we deliver it to your door?"

"Let me call."

Delivered to your door? Don't!

Jian Zhinian was stupid once, but he dare not be stupid again.

I could explain it if I knew the phone number, but if I knew the address, I would have to jump into the Yellow River...