Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Taxis couldn't enter the villa area, so Jian Zhinian walked in against the cold wind, holding his scarf.

When he walked into the yard, Jian Zhinian looked up at the dark house. It was really desolate and lonely to come back alone and live in such a big house.

He sighed, opened the door, turned on the lights, and then turned on the heater for the whole house, trying to dispel the chill of loneliness.

I'm really out of my mind, why would I come here?

When the temperature turned up again, Jian Zhinian untied his scarf and took off his down jacket.

When he looked at the time, it was almost five in the morning. Standing in the huge house, he was a little confused for a moment.

My body feels tired, but my mind is clear.

He yawned, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. With nothing else to do, he decided to go upstairs and lie down for a while.

He didn't turn off the light downstairs. He pushed open the bedroom door. The room was cold and quiet. A familiar scent passed through his nose. Jian Zhinian suddenly felt like he was home.

I didn't expect that after not having been here for so long, the unique aura of Mu Qingyuan in the room has not yet dissipated.

Not bothering to turn on the light or even change into his pajamas, he took off his glasses and threw himself on the bed.

"Well--"

A heavy groan of pain sounded, a familiar tone, and the mattress beneath him was not soft...

"Who? ...Qingyuan..."

The last bit of sleepiness in Jian Zhinian's body disappeared without a trace. He jumped up and turned on the bedside lamp.

What he saw was Mu Qingyuan's naked chest. He was stunned for a moment and looked away.

"Qingyuan, why are you here?"

"This is my house! Turn off the lights!" Mu Qingyuan raised his hand to block his view, his voice low and filled with anger.

Jian Zhinian hurriedly turned off the lights again, panicking and at a loss. He broke into someone else's house at night, woke the person up, and then used a strong light to "assassinate" him...

It’s just...

"I, I didn't know you were at home... Why did you suddenly come to H City..."

Even with the lights off, the light from the downstairs lamps was enough for people in the room to see each other clearly in the dark night.

Mu Qingyuan had already sat up, his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He had just laid down, and he didn't expect Jian Zhinian to come here...

"You're done with your romantic pleasure, but that bastard didn't even let you stay overnight?"

Jian Zhinian frowned instinctively, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Qingyuan looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Get off, don't get dirty stuff on my bed!"

Jian Zhinian didn't understand why, so he said, "I took a shower..."

Mu Qingyuan's bloodshot eyes instantly ignited with anger, and he could no longer control himself and clamped Jian Zhinian's jaw, his voice cold and full of hatred.

"Jian Zhinian, you slept with someone else, and you thought you were clean after taking a shower? What do you think of me? After hanging out in the middle of the night, you dared to come to my house and lie on my bed. You are so good! I am too kind to you! How dare you??"

Jian Zhinian's head exploded with a bang. What on earth was Mu Qingyuan talking about...

"I'm not...not dirty..."

Mu Qingyuan's hand was so strong that Jian Zhinian cried in pain.

He reluctantly explained: "Qingyuan, I sent you a message...Jiu Shuai encountered some problems and got drunk. I am taking care of him at his home tonight..."

Mu Qingyuan simply didn't believe the voice he heard with his own ears.

"You took care of him even to the bed? Jian Zhinian, how long are you going to lie to me?"

"I didn't... What do I have to say to make you believe me? Luo Jiushuai is already married. We are just friends!"

"So, she's already married, but you still want to chase her and make her your friend? Why, didn't I satisfy you?"

Mu Qingyuan had long been blinded by anger. His emotions fluctuated greatly that night, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and did not go looking for Jian Zhinian!

This person actually dared to sleep in his bed with someone else's scent!

He threw the man harshly onto the bed, and the beast that had been suppressed in his body woke up at this moment.

Jian Zhinian fell on the bed, his heart aching. How could Mu Qingyuan doubt him like this? It seemed that no matter how he explained, it was useless.

Mu Qingyuan just didn't believe it.

The tears in his eyes condensed into drops and slid down from the corners of his eyes. He struggled to get up and get out of bed, his voice trembling: "Qingyuan, from the beginning to the end, I have only lived with you, whether you believe it or not..."

"I'm sorry to bother you. If you mind, I'll just leave."

Jian Zhinian fumbled for his glasses, put them on, then turned around and left.

"stop!"

"Where do you want to go?"

Mu Qingyuan stopped him in a deep voice.

Jian Zhinian had his back to Mu Qingyuan, his arms hanging at his sides, his hands clenched into fists, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Mu Qingyuan stood up, his upper body naked, wearing only a pair of pajamas, and turned on the light in the room.

Jian Zhinian squinted his eyes to adjust to the light, then turned to look at Mu Qingyuan and said, "What do you want? You don't believe me when I explain, and you won't let me leave."

"Mu Qingyuan, I really, really don't know what to do anymore, can you teach me..."

He flattered him and obeyed him, thinking that this would help him get his former lover back.

However, as soon as he disobeyed or lived his own life, Mu Qingyuan would doubt him. A normal relationship between lovers is not like this.

Sadly, they...are not a normal relationship either.

Mu Qingyuan saw the brokenness and helplessness in Jian Zhinian's eyes, but what could he do?

He suppressed his distress and walked in front of Jian Zhinian. The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and their auras touched...

Jian Zhinian instinctively took two steps back until he reached the wardrobe, with nowhere to go.

"What do you want to do?" Jian Zhinian didn't dare to breathe, for fear of angering the person in front of him.

Mu Qingyuan huddled the person in front of him. Jian Zhinian's unique aura soothed his heart, but this aura carried a strange fragrance.

"Have you changed your clothes?"

The breath beside his ears was hot, and Jian Zhinian shrank back, feeling that there was nothing he could hide.

"Yeah, Luo Jiushuai vomited all over my clothes, so I washed and dried them before changing them. Qingyuan, it's really not what you think. I, I... I only like you, there won't be anyone else..."

Jian Zhinian tried to keep his voice calm; he didn't want to escalate the conflict.

But, in the end, he couldn't help feeling aggrieved and bitter.

He has always been bad at speaking and not talking about love.

But only when facing Mu Qingyuan, the person he once owed, he wanted to make it up to him again and again, and wanted to win him back again and again.

He leaned against the wardrobe. His last words almost exhausted all his strength. He was exhausted from such internal consumption of sadness.

Jian Zhinian closed his eyes, trying to hide the pain in his heart.

Mu Qingyuan felt as if something hit his chest, causing unbearable pain.

This person is Jian Zhinian, how could he not know...

He lowered his eyes, rested his chin on Jian Zhinian's shoulder, smelled the warm breath coming from his neck, and his eyes gradually turned red.

He tilted his head and his lips touched Jian Zhinian's neck. The owner of the body trembled a little, but did not move at all, as if letting him have the power of life and death and do whatever he wanted.

After realizing this, Mu Qingyuan had a flash of evil thoughts in his heart. He opened his mouth, showing his sharp teeth, and bit the white neck...