The beauty god is forced to love every day

Mu Tingxiao ordered coldly, "Turn around."

Xiao Er quickly turned around and closed his eyes.

Mu Tingxiao picked her up, his tall figure blocking Yan Qing's petite body. He looked at her carefully, considered it and spoke slowly, "It's a little red and swollen, with a little blood."

After hearing this, Xiao Er roughly made a judgment, "Master, this time it was anger that caused the fainting. Next time, you should coax Master Yan a little, otherwise it will be bad for your health if you keep doing this."

"And remember to apply the medicine on time and don't mess around."

Mu Tingxiao wrote down everything, carefully put Yan Qing on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. "If you have anything else, tell me outside."

"Yes."

The two returned to the study upstairs, and Xiao Er went through all the precautions, saying something serious before leaving.

"Brother, if you really want to get along well with Master Yan, don't force him all the time. Master Yan has a strong sense of self-esteem and he won't bend."

"I'm afraid something will happen if this continues..."

Mu Tingxiao paused for a moment as he held the cigarette, sparks flickering at his fingertips, and slowly exhaled the smoke, "I know, you go back first! I'll make some nourishing meals for Qingqing tomorrow."

"I have to go to the company to take care of things during the day, please keep an eye on it for me."

Xiao Er nodded silently, then turned and left.

Mu Tingxiao irritably put out his cigarette, turned around and went to the bathroom, washed off the smell on his body, and then went downstairs to accompany Yan Qing.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing was hurt in the end. The usually noisy little wild cat was made sick by him.

He just watched quietly until the time was almost up. He went to work on time. Before leaving, he projected the footage of that night on the big screen and played it on a loop.

He also took away the tassels from Yan Qing's ears.

When Yan Qing woke up, he stared at the dark blue ceiling for a while, then turned sideways in annoyance.

When he turned around, he saw the surveillance video on the big screen, and he could see that Mu Tingxiao was displeased when he was disturbed at first.

Then when he tried to stand up, he fell back weakly. What he saw next was the scene where Mu Tingxiao avoided the woman's touch.

It can be clearly seen that he bit the corner of his mouth to keep himself awake, and the blood flowed out. He threw the woman out and found the unconscious Xiao San.

It was not until Mu Tingxiao woke up from his coma that he rushed straight to the airport and the following events happened.

It turned out that what Mu Tingxiao said was true. For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the depression that lingered in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Yi Er saw the boss's dazed look and asked worriedly, "Boss, don't be sad. I will attack the Mu family's security system now and transfer all their money away."

[Put it in your account, so you can buy many, many things and you won’t be unhappy. ]

Yan Qing glanced at Yi Er and saw that round face was full of seriousness, so she couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

The hoarse voice was filled with a hint of complaint, "You want me to spend the rest of my life in jail! And you put it in my account, fearing that others wouldn't be able to find it."

Yi Er scratched his head and approached Yan Qing carefully, "Boss, didn't I just think of this? You seemed to be crying just now, is Mu Tingxiao not gentle?"

Yan Qing recalled the long and intense pleasure, and her ears turned red. She shook her head and said, "No."

Yi Er asked carefully again, "Boss, why do you look so sad?"

Yan Qing's expression froze, his black eyes revealed complexity. He just couldn't accept this fact for the time being.

There was a faint scent of pine smoke mixed with medicine on his body. It seemed that Mu Tingxiao had cleaned him and applied medicine to him.

The belt that bound him yesterday was no longer there. He stood up and walked towards the glass door. There was nothing there except a display screen, and it couldn't be opened.

He began to search the room for a way out, but unfortunately, other than the front door, there really was no exit.

The room was full of transplanted Corolla flowers, which looked delicate and beautiful. He picked a few of the most beautiful ones and sniffed them gently.

When I thought of its owner, I couldn't help but get sick and started to pick all the flowers. When I had picked most of them, I was tired, but my mood was a little better.

He scattered the petals all over the big bed and the white blanket on the floor, and the whole room was covered with roses.

Lying on the bed, a rose in his mouth, staring at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Tingxiao, who was far away in the company, watched this scene and couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple rolling. A heat rushed straight to his brain, burning the little rationality he had left.

Finally, turn off the lights and go home.

Yan Qing, who was in a daze, waved his hand casually, and the petals not far away flew into his hand. The soft touch made him stunned, and then he quickly reacted.

He sat up suddenly, but his brows were furrowed because of the pain from pulling the wound. However, he could not hide the joy in his eyes, and he looked at his fingers expectantly.

Sure enough, there was a faint white gas mixed with a little golden light. This was his divine power.

He raised his hand and waved, and a flower pot not far away flew over, circled around and returned to its original position. This was a successful move.

Yan Qing was in a good mood. His divine power was restored. Although it was only a little bit, it was enough to make him excited.

Yi Er happily circled around Yan Qing, "Boss, now that you have divine power, does that mean we have found our destined person and gained his true heart?"

[We can also encounter this, it seems that God is helping us, it is effortless, after this world ends, I will be able to get a lot of bonuses, it is really great. ]

Yi Er has already started imagining how he will spend the bonus, and his dragon horns are twitching with excitement.

Compared to Yi Er's happiness, Yan Qing suddenly became unhappy, which meant that Mu Tingxiao was sincere to him, otherwise he would not have recovered his divine power.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. In the end, he asked a nonsensical question, "Is there a possibility that the main system made a mistake in judgment and Mu Tingxiao was pretending?"

Yi Er looked at Yan Qing in confusion, [Boss, the main system will not fail. It was born with the ancient gods.]

[Besides, didn’t the boss personally test it? He said that even if you make a mistake, the main system won’t make a mistake.]

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Yan Qing's face, and he simply threw Yi Er into the small dark room and rolled around on the bed in annoyance.

Suddenly, the door opened.