The beauty god is forced to love every day

Mu Tingxiao looked at Yan Qing rolling on the bed and thought she was so adorable that his silver hair stood up.

Yan Qing naturally also saw Mu Tingxiao, a man who always wore a black suit and had a meticulous hairstyle.

I don't know why my hair is a little messy today, my tie is hanging crookedly on my neck, and my black shirt has two holes undone.

Holding the tray in his hands, a faint fragrance wafted out. He swallowed subconsciously and his stomach growled.

Mu Tingxiao smiled and walked over slowly, "Qingqing, come and eat!"

Yan Qing didn't hesitate to get up from the bed, walked to the sofa and sat down, enjoying Mu Tingxiao's service as a matter of course.

She drank the porridge slowly, but her eyes would fall on Mu Tingxiao from time to time.

Looking at Mu Tingxiao squatting beside the table and peeling shrimp for him, it was obviously a simple action, but it made people feel pleasing to the eye.

The big hands with distinct joints peeled off the shrimp meat bit by bit, and his drooping eyes were full of seriousness, as if he was treating something important.

Yan Qing finished the porridge in the bowl and ate the peeled shrimp meat. Looking at the obedient Mu Tingxiao, she subconsciously raised her foot and stepped on his knee.

The defenseless Mu Tingxiao was knocked to his knees by this action. He paused and looked up at Yan Qing.

The clear blue eyes were filled with doubts, as if asking what's wrong?

Facing such a gentle Mu Tingxiao, Yan Qing couldn't help but want to humiliate him and see what it looked like with eyes filled with grievances.

But he soon came to his senses and was surprised at his own thoughts. Why would he want to bully Mu Tingxiao? He was simply crazy.

Mu Tingxiao took Yan Qing's eyes in, peeled the last shrimp slowly, wiped his hands leisurely, and washed them again.

When he came back, he continued to kneel in the same position, still with the same look in his eyes, "Qingqing, don't hide yourself, follow your own wishes."

When Yan Qing heard this, his little finger shrank unnaturally. The darkest thoughts in his heart were discovered by others, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Seeing Yan Qing didn't say anything, Mu Tingxiao added, "Qingqing, how did I bully you? Don't you want to get back at me?"

Yan Qing was originally hesitant, but after hearing this, she immediately put aside her worries and lifted Mu Tingxiao's chin with her bare feet.

"Do you love me?"

Mu Tingxiao spoke without hesitation, his eyes full of affection, "I love you."

Facing those lustful blue eyes, he reached out and lifted Mu Tingxiao's chin, smiling happily, "Kneel here for an hour."

Before leaving, Yan Qing took the keys from Mu Tingxiao, walked to the glass door, and found that there was no place to put the keys, only a sensor screen.

The corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily. How great! I had been busy for so long, but all in vain.

Mu Tingxiao naturally noticed Yan Qing's actions and moved his numb feet. "Qingqing, you need my fingerprint to get out. That key only opens one of the keys above."

Yan Qing angrily threw the key at Mu Tingxiao, and the key flew straight towards Mu Tingxiao like an angry meteor.

Mu Tingxiao did not dodge and let the key hit his forehead, breaking the skin and bleeding a little.

Yan Qing regretted it the moment he threw the key. When he saw Mu Tingxiao being hit, a trace of panic and guilt flashed across his face.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you hide?"

Mu Tingxiao still had a smile on his face. "If I dodge, you will be even angrier. Besides, I won't feel any pain, so it won't hurt if I hit you."

Yan Qing didn't say anything about this. Feeling a little strange, he went to bed.

Mu Tingxiao stared at Yan Qing's back blankly. After a long while, he asked softly.

"Qingqing, are you asleep?"

Seeing that no one answered, he said to himself, "Qingqing, you clearly reacted so strongly after knowing that incident, which is enough to prove that you care about me."

"Seeing your emotions fluctuate so much because of me, I am actually very happy in my heart, but why don't you admit that you have me in your heart?"

Yan Qing listened silently without responding. He couldn't let go of his pride and couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

I fell asleep thinking about it.

Mu Tingxiao heard the steady breathing and was sure that Yan Qing had fallen asleep. He knelt for a long time before slowly standing up. With a slight force, the tie that bound him loosened.

He walked to the bed and sat down, with a bitter smile on his face, "Qingqing! Please don't leave me, okay."

Early the next morning.

Mu Tingxiao's biological clock was very punctual. He slowly opened his eyes with clear eyes, and looked at them a few more times reluctantly.

Then he got up carefully, went in to wash up briefly, changed into a neat suit, and put on the watch on the cabinet.

He turned around and met Yan Qing's hazy eyes. He leaned over to pull the quilt for Yan Qing and coaxed her softly, "Be good, sleep a little longer."

Yan Qing snorted, yawned, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"It's half past seven." Mu Tingxiao dimmed the warm light a little, "Go to bed!"

Yan Qing also regained consciousness a little, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Mu Tingxiao brought the warm water over and said, "Go to work."

Yan Qing gulped down a few sips of water from Mu Tingxiao's hand and shrunk back into the quilt, "Go ahead! I want to sleep a little longer."

"Okay." Mu Tingxiao waited until Yan Qing fell asleep before he left.

Xiao Er saw Mu Tingxiao walking down the stairs, his pace seemed a little faster than usual. He looked down and saw that it was seven forty-five.

Grandpa, I'm going to be late for work.

So he packed up the breakfast and handed it over, "Master, breakfast, take it to the company to eat!"

Mu Tingxiao took the breakfast and said, "I'm going to go downstairs to accompany Qingqing today. Make sure she eats. There are a lot of things to do at the company, so I may not be back at noon. Call me if you have anything."

"Okay." Xiao Er responded with a wry smile. He felt overwhelmed. Young Master Yan was not easy to deal with.

At noon, Mu Tingxiao had not returned, but when he saw that Yan Qing had woken up, he called Xiao Er and asked him to bring food to Yan Qing.

Xiao Er tried his best to prepare what Yan Qing liked to eat, even the little cake. His uneasy mood sank to the bottom along with the elevator.

The second time he came here, he still thought it was very beautiful. The door was open, and as soon as he entered, he saw Yan Qing in blue casual clothes curled up on the sofa playing games.

He said nervously, "Master Yan, it's time to eat."

Yan Qing raised his head from the game console, glanced at it calmly, and continued playing the game without saying a word.

Xiao Er walked over with gritted teeth and put the food on the table. Before he could say anything, he heard the cold voice.

"I don't like it. Make me another one. I want Sichuan food."

Xiao's hand that was placing the chopsticks paused for a moment, but without struggling, he silently put the food away and prepared to start again.

Just as he was about to leave, a teasing voice sounded from behind, "Ask Mu Tingxiao to come see me, or I won't eat."

Xiao Er responded respectfully, "I understand, Master Yan."

As soon as he went out, Xiao Er relayed Yan Qing's words. There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and finally a response of "OK."

Xiao Er had no idea what was going on between the two of them. If Young Master Yan was angry, he would have beaten him out a long time ago.

But Young Master Yan was just a little angry, so it seems that the relationship between the two is not that bad, but they probably haven't reconciled either.

Just as he was daydreaming, a tall figure walked in quickly, "Master."

Mu Tingxiao hummed, "Is the food ready?"

Xiao Er handed over the newly prepared meal, "Alright."

Mu Tingxiao took the food and went upstairs. When he was about to turn the corner, he suddenly remembered something and looked back.

"Go check on Xiaoyi. He's taken a few days off, but his phone is off. Things haven't been going well lately, and I'm worried something's happened to him."

Xiao Er nodded, "Okay."