The beauty god is forced to love every day

Yan Qing was sorting out the daily necessities that Wangyou had bought, and looked at the boxes of things inside with embarrassment, all of which were the largest sizes.

There are also some ointments and anti-inflammatory drugs, each with a note indicating the specific instructions for use.

He took a deep breath, stuffed all these things back into the paper bag, and was about to leave with the food box.

Finally, I came back quietly to pick it up...

The elevator door opened, Yan Qing walked out, and saw Mu Tingxiao in a white shirt fiddling with something.

Hearing the voice, Mu Tingxiao looked back with a smile on his face, "Qingqing, you're back."

Yan Qing was dazzled by this gentle smile and couldn't help but stare at it. The clear blue eyes were full of affection, which made people intoxicated.

He walked over slowly and placed the food box on the table. Only then could he see clearly what was in Mu Tingxiao's hand. On the white drawing paper, there were two intertwined figures.

Every detail is crystal clear...

His face flushed, and he snatched it away, "Mu Tingxiao, why are you drawing these? You'll be arrested and thrown in jail."

Mu Tingxiao smiled nonchalantly, "I draw my wife for my own enjoyment. I'm not distributing it or making a profit. How could they arrest me?"

Yan Qing looked at his irritable expression and gritted her teeth in anger, "I said you are not allowed to draw. Confiscate it."

Mu Tingxiao looked at it eagerly, met Yan Qing's angry eyes, but didn't dare to say anything. He silently watched the painting being taken away.

Yan Qing couldn't stand Mu Tingxiao's pitiful look, so she turned her head away and stopped looking at him, "Eat."

Mu Tingxiao stood up and hugged Yan Qing. He immediately smelled the scent of wild roses mixed with a hint of alcohol, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

This smell came from the man last night, and Qingqing went to find him again.

He leaned his head against Yan Qing's neck dejectedly, and said in a low voice with a hint of pain, "Qing Qing, I'm not happy."

Yan Qing felt the warm breath on her neck, which made her feel itchy, but she did not notice that Mu Tingxiao's tone was wrong.

"Why are you unhappy? Tell me."

Mu Tingxiao hugged him tighter and poked Yan Qing's chest, "It hurts here. The person inside doesn't want him anymore and has found another heart."

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and she also heard the disappointment in Mu Tingxiao's tone, mixed with a hint of unspeakable pain.

"Why don't you want him anymore? He's still alive and kicking in there. Explain what's going on."

As she said that, she turned around, put her arms around Mu Tingxiao's neck, and stood on tiptoes with their foreheads touching.

Mu Tingxiao reached out and picked the person up, looking up at Yan Qing, "You smell like wild roses. The guy from yesterday, the fresh meat you brought back, you went to find him."

Yan Qing immediately knew the reason. This person was jealous. No wonder he was covered in sparks when he appeared yesterday.

He rolled over every place roughly, but he didn't notice it at the time. He thought it was because they hadn't seen each other for too long. Did Mu Tingxiao miss him?

He reached out and tapped Mu Tingxiao on the forehead, "Idiot, I went to find him."

When Mu Tingxiao heard this, his blue eyes dimmed instantly, and his violent rage could not be concealed.

Seeing that this man was about to lose control, Yan Qing raised her eyebrows and smiled, then reached out and held Mu Tingxiao's face.

"Don't be angry, he's just my childhood friend. He came back to China yesterday and asked me to get together. I was too drunk to send him back, so I brought him back."

"Today is his sister's coming-of-age ceremony. Our two families are aristocratic families. I am attending on behalf of my father, which is why I am stained with his perfume."

"Because I had a conversation with him, and he asked me if I wanted to marry his sister, and guess what I said."

Mu Tingxiao's hands were shaking with nervousness. "What did you say?"

"I said I have a lover." Yan Qing said openly, also wanting to give Mu Tingxiao a sense of security.

He could sense that this man was feeling very insecure, otherwise he wouldn't be avoiding him just because of the scar on his forehead.

If it weren’t for what happened yesterday, I would have avoided him for the rest of my life.

Mu Tingxiao's heart was relieved, his breath became calmer, and his eyes were filled with joy. "Am I Qingqing's lover?"

"Yes." Yan Qing said without hesitation and lowered his head to kiss him.

Mu Tingxiao took the initiative to respond. The two of them were passionate and frank. They both wanted to integrate the other into their bones and blood, and never be separated for the rest of their lives.

........

The hem of the shirt just reached the thighs, revealing a pair of beautiful straight legs. Her slender hands opened the lunch box, which was completely cold.

He sighed, "It's cold and can't be eaten. I'll ask someone to bring it back!"

Mu Tingxiao put on a pair of suit pants and stopped Yan Qing's action, "No, there is a microwave in the kitchen, just heat it up and you can eat it."

Yan Qing looked at Mu Tingxiao in surprise, with a flash of sadness in her eyes, "Did you have a good year?"

Mu Tingxiao gently pecked Yan Qing's red eyes and smiled, "I'm fine, I just miss you."

Yan Qing did not ask about this. He knew that Mu Tingxiao did not want to talk about it, so he changed the subject, "I will lock you up when we go upstairs. I am afraid you will run away."

Mu Tingxiao offered his hands with a sincere look in his eyes, "I'm happy to do so."

Yan Qing stretched out her hand and gestured on Mu Tingxiao's wrist, "This is a special chain for you. Draw it on you, and you will never be able to leave me for the rest of your life."

Mu Tingxiao blinked his eyes. "Qingqing's painting is really beautiful. Let's go! I'll heat up some food for you."

"Okay." Yan Qing responded with a smile.

Mu Tingxiao picked up the food box and picked up Yan Qing with one hand, "Qingqing, take the key."

Yan Qing reached out and grabbed the key beside him, shook it, and said, "Let's go."

in the kitchen.

Yan Qing stood aside and watched Mu Tingxiao's skillful movements, her eyes inexplicably sore. She was ignorant of the world and had never touched water.

But now Mu Tingxiao did it very naturally, as if he had done it countless times. What had he experienced in this year?

It would never be as easy as he said. How could one live a good life when he had no money, no identity, and was injured so badly?

Maybe he really tried his best to come back to me...

"Qingqing, it will be ready soon." Mu Tingxiao poured the hot rice into the bowl, and suddenly felt someone hugging his waist and a familiar warmth on his back.

A dull voice came through his chest, "Mu Tingxiao, you won't suffer anymore with me in your heart."

He was slightly startled, his hand movements paused, a dark look flashed across his eyes, but was soon filled with love.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, he turned around and met those misty eyes, "Qingqing, it's never been bitter, let's eat!"

"Otherwise some people will be late for work tomorrow."

Yan Qing continued to hug Mu Tingxiao without letting go, and said coquettishly, "Even if I don't go, the company will still run as usual. Wangyou can handle it alone."

"Then Qingqing, don't you want to get out of bed?" Mu Tingxiao picked her up and put the food in his hand on the dining table.

Yan Qing gently bit Mu Tingxiao and whispered in his ear, "Ah Xiao, can you still do it? How many boxes were there at the beginning, how many boxes are there now..."

Mu Tingxiao put the bowl down steadily and taught this boastful little thing a lesson, "Qingqing, do you want to give it a try? I just don't know how many days it will take you to get out of bed."

"Okay!" Yan Qing smiled happily, not panicking at all. Instead, he whistled provocatively.

Mu Tingxiao looked at the little fox with a sly smile under him, took a deep breath, and placed him on a chair. "Eat, I'll take care of you later."

Yan Qing took the bowl and chopsticks handed to her by Mu Tingxiao, looked at the reaction there, and ate her meal with a smirk.

Mu Tingxiao couldn't eat any of the meal. He took a sip of water to relieve the pain and ate slowly.

After the two of them finished their meal, they did some aerobic exercise here...

Mu Tingxiao held Yan Qing, who was as soft as water, and returned to the bottom. He held the person in his arms, feeling very satisfied.

He took Yan Qing's phone and sent a message to Wangyou: Your boss is not at work today and has asked for three days off. Don't disturb him if you don't have to.