The beauty god is forced to love every day

"You should have a good rest! I won't disturb you anymore." Yan Qing said this and was about to leave.

Mu Tingxiao reached out and pulled the person back, his light blue eyes tinged with moisture, "Can't you stay with me?"

Yan Qing met that pitiful look, unable to say no, and took a deep breath, "I'll come to see you later, okay?"

Mu Tingxiao also knew when to stop and calmly let go of Yan Qing's hand, "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Yan Qing nodded, stood up and left.

As Yan Qing's back disappeared, the only kindness on Mu Tingxiao's face disappeared, replaced by indifference and alienation.

"Does this method you mentioned work?"

Xiao Er poked his head out and said, "It works, Master. Keep it up. Young Master Yan is soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. As long as you keep doing this, you will definitely be able to take Young Master Yan down."

Mu Tingxiao took the bottle with the vitamin label on it, poured out a few white pills, swallowed them calmly, and looked at Xiao Er expressionlessly.

"Your medicine has been improved. It has no taste at all."

Upon hearing that, Xiao Er came out, picked up the medicine on the table and sniffed it, with a hint of worry in his eyes hidden behind his glasses.

"Master, the medicine hasn't changed. The new one is on the cabinet over there. Your illness seems to be more serious. Do you need to make an appointment with a psychiatrist?"

Mu Tingxiao leaned on the sofa, his straight eyebrows full of sternness, "No, it's useless to look at it, put these medicines away, so that Qingqing won't see them."

Xiao Er asked worriedly, "Master, how long have you not had a good rest? You should pay attention to your mood swings and physical condition."

Mu Tingxiao picked up the combat uniform that he had taken off beside him, casually put it on, and said impatiently, "Got it."

Then he strode away.

Yan Qing returned to her room and thought of Mu Tingxiao unconsciously, "One, two, is there any way to cure Mu Tingxiao's pain loss?"

I did some research, but there was no good result. It was probably incurable. I tried carefully, [Boss, it seems incurable. ]

Yan Qing thought for a moment and murmured, "If I had divine power, could I cure it?"

One or two purple dragon horns moved slightly. [It should be possible, but Boss, you can't use your divine power carelessly, or there will be a backlash.]

{One note: In real life, there is no specific and effective method for congenital analgesia. Just take a look and don’t relate it to reality.}

Yan Qing responded irritably, then suddenly chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm. What was he thinking? It was because of Mu Tingxiao's actions today.

I will put aside my prejudice and treat you.

He must be out of his mind!

I fell asleep while thinking in bed, and when I woke up it was already afternoon and time to eat.

He remembered what he had promised Mu Tingxiao at noon, so he got up, washed up casually, and changed into a light blue casual outfit.

He walked towards Mu Tingxiao's room. When he passed by the study, he heard the sound and took a look inside.

Mu Tingxiao was seen sitting behind a black desk, issuing orders in a concise and orderly manner. His English was fluent and attractive, and sounded particularly nice.

What Yan Qing found most amusing was that this guy only had the top two buttons of his shirt buttoned, and was naked underneath, with a white bandage vaguely visible.

It looks like an emergency meeting, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Mu Tingxiao naturally noticed the person at the door, quickly ended the meeting, raised his eyes and looked over, "Qingqing, you are here to accompany me."

When Yan Qing heard the voice, he didn't intend to pretend not to know. He strode in and came to the desk.

"Mu Tingxiao, aren't you tired?"

Mu Tingxiao closed the laptop in front of him, his deep eyes smiling, "Qingqing, are you concerned about me?"

Yan Qing's eyes fell on Mu Tingxiao's shoulder. The black fabric was stained with a dark color. It was obvious that the wound had split.

"Are you really not in pain? The wound has split open."

Mu Tingxiao followed Yan Qing's gaze and casually unbuttoned his clothes. Sure enough, he saw bright red on the white bandage.

"I don't feel it."

Yan Qing looked at him with a complicated expression, "Where is your subordinate? Ask him to change the medicine for you."

"He has something else to do in the lab, so he's leaving first. No need to change. I don't feel anything. I'll be fine." Mu Tingxiao said nonchalantly, reaching out to button his shirt.

Yan Qing subconsciously reached out to block Mu Tingxiao's action, "Get some medicine and I'll change it for you, otherwise it will get inflamed."

When my fingertips touched the bronze skin, they felt a hint of heat. This person's body seemed to be always hot, like a furnace.

Mu Tingxiao raised a smile, stood up, took out a silver box from the cabinet beside him, and placed it on the desk.

"Thank you, Qingqing."

He took off his black shirt naturally, revealing his upper body. His muscular body was clearly visible. From Yan Qing's perspective, he could also see the deep and long back that extended all the way to the area covered by the black suit pants.

His arms were strong and powerful, and the muscles from his chest to his waist were flowing, exuding a masculine hormonal scent that made people's legs go weak.

When Yan Qing thought of this, he suddenly came to his senses. No, why would he have such a panicked thought that his legs were weak? He was such a strong A!

But to be honest, it would be very hard to be Mu Tingxiao's O. I glanced at it unintentionally and found that the size was indeed unusual.

He stretched out his arms to wrap around Mu Tingxiao's waist, inevitably getting closer to those well-developed chest muscles, and felt completely enveloped by this tall body.

The pressure is extremely strong.

The hormones mixed with the pleasant smell of pine smoke that came to her face completely surrounded Yan Qing. She couldn't help but feel dizzy and her sexual desire was greatly aroused.

Her breathing gradually became heavier, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with darkness.

Mu Tingxiao also began to breathe heavily, the warm breath spraying on his chest was like an aphrodisiac, and he couldn't help but feel it.

Moreover, the almost invisible touch ignited the hot molecules in the body. His lowered eyes were full of lust, as if he could tear a person apart and put him into his stomach.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the air continued to grow, causing both of them to become distracted, and they finally managed to change the medicine.

Yan Qing let out a long breath, resisted the urge to press the person down on the desk, and calmly put away the medicine box.

"alright......."

Mu Tingxiao had already fantasized about this countless times in his mind, and he held on to the handrails with all his might to avoid losing control, but the bulging veins showed his desire.

When Yan Qing turned around, his mind was in a mess and he didn't notice the corner of the table. He stumbled and fell forward.

Just when he thought his face was about to touch the ground, he closed his eyes in fear. Instead of the pain he had imagined, he fell into a warm embrace.

A gentle voice came from my ear, "Be careful."

When Yan Qing opened her eyes, what she saw was Mu Tingxiao's handsome face, with blue eyes full of affection, as if to drown people in that affectionate blue wave.