Quite awkward

Opening the wardrobe, Qi Yu touched the fabric, which was soft and comfortable.

She checked the label on the collar of the beige French sweater in her hand. It was a brand she often wore before she was eighteen.

At that time, Mu Yanqing specifically ordered people to prepare clothes for Qi Yu according to the season so that she would always have new clothes to wear.

She privately checked the prices of these clothes and found out that each one was an international brand and very expensive.

Later, Qi Yu took the initiative to leave the Mu family. She and her classmates pursued affordable prices and never bought such expensive clothes again.

In the cloakroom, Mu Chenan came over, picked out a set of pajamas and stuffed it into her arms.

“Go take a shower.”

Qi Yu hugged the clothes in her arms tightly. There was still the fragrance of laundry detergent on them. These clothes had been washed and dried.

She picked up her underwear and turned around. Mu Chenan took her hand again and led her out of the cloakroom.

To the right, next to the window is a luxurious bathroom that is spotlessly clean.

There was a large piece of floor-to-ceiling glass. He took out the remote control and pressed the electric curtain, and the white window blades slowly closed in the middle.

After doing this, Mu Chenan turned and left.

There were clean bath towels and bathrobes on the silver shelf next to her, in light pink. Qi Yu could tell that they were specially prepared for her.

There is a black glass door between the sink and the bathroom. Through this door, there is a separate toilet, a separate shower room and a bathtub.

The white crystal stone bathtub was placed at the innermost part, with no debris around it and no signs of use.

Maybe Mu Chenan doesn't like taking baths.

But Qi Yu likes it.

But she never had the chance to experience it.

Even though she had lived in the Mu family for so many years, there was no bathtub in the room.

She closed the sliding door of the bathroom and went into the shower room to take a shower. After staying out for a day, she also washed her hair, changed into pajamas, and came out to stand in front of the sink to blow dry her hair.

At this moment, Mu Chenan came back. He changed his suit and passed by her from behind. He glanced at her in the mirror and went back into the bathroom.

Qi Yu noticed that he had only half-closed the sliding door of the bathroom.

Before he officially took off his clothes, she put down the hair dryer and walked over gently to close the other half of the door.

She didn't want to peek at him taking a shower.

The sound of water was heard in the bathroom. Qi Yu didn't feel like blow-drying her hair anymore, so she put away the hair dryer and returned to the bedroom.

She looked around casually, and finally sat on the black stool at the end of the bed, hunched over and looking down at her phone.

A moment later, Mu Chenan came out of the shower and saw Qi Yu's twisted posture. He guessed that she didn't dare to get into his bed.

He ordered calmly, "Go play on the bed."

Qi Yu remained motionless and raised his eyes.

At the beginning of summer, Mu Chenan did not wear a set of pajamas, but a simple white T-shirt and loose black trousers.

Qi Yu kicked off her slippers and climbed onto the bed, choosing a seat by the window. She held up her cell phone with both hands, her thumbs sliding upwards, but her eyes were blank.

Mu Chenan disappeared for a while and came back. He put a bottle of water on the bedside table on her side and then turned off the lights. Only a little light in the yard and the light from her mobile phone screen remained.

Qi Yu turned off his cell phone, placed it beside his pillow, and lay on his side, looking out the window with his eyes open.

The mattress on the other side sank, and Mu Chen got on the bed and pulled her into his arms from behind.

The man's scorching body temperature made Qi Yu's body stiffen. She didn't move and lay down with her head resting on his arm.

Mu Chenan lowered his head and kissed her lips, but there was no follow-up after he let go.

The two were almost face to face, their bodies leaning against each other.

He put his cheek against the top of her head, his breath was light and his voice was deep and magnetic.

"Qi Yu, be good and let me be happy for a few years, and you will be fine."

Qi Yu tried her best to keep her breathing calm, but her heartbeat was disordered, and she felt an indescribable sour feeling for no reason.

She stirred in his arms.

A large, warm hand pressed against her back, holding her tightly.

In the dim darkness, you can still make out the shape of the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

She thought for a moment and asked softly, "Second brother, you don't have any other women, right?"

“No, only you.”

"oh."

After hearing the answer, Qi Yu closed his eyes.

On the first night, which was originally full of nervousness, she actually felt extremely sleepy in Muchen'an's arms.

She has a really big heart.

Maybe she believed that he was a man of his word, so she was not worried about what he would do to her tonight.

Or maybe, on that night of heavy rain in the countryside, the two of them had slept in the same bed, and she had become accustomed to it.