Quite awkward

Just as I reached the door of the villa, a call from Mu Chenan suddenly popped up on my phone.

Qi Yu picked up the phone and heard a deep male voice coming from the receiver.

"return."

She stopped, turned around and looked up.

On the second floor of the villa, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, stood a tall and straight figure, standing there quietly, holding the mobile phone to his ear, looking over from afar.

"Second brother, are you not angry anymore?"

She wanted to please again.

Mu Chenan didn't answer her question and said coldly, "It's too late now. You can leave tomorrow."

He spoke in a commanding tone, but she could discern the care behind it.

Qi Yu didn't want their relationship to deteriorate again, so she pretended to be relaxed, stood on tiptoe, waved at him, and ran back into the house dragging her suitcase.

It's just a one-night stay, it's not a tiger's den or a wolf's lair, she quietly comforted herself.

Qi Yu returned to her room, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed. She slept until three in the morning. She got up to go to the bathroom, and then wanted to go out to get some water.

When I walked out of the room, I unexpectedly found that the lights outside were on and there were some rustling noises.

She quickened her pace and walked to the living room, where she saw Mu Chenan taking out a medicine box from the TV cabinet and carefully checking the instructions on a medicine box.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black pajamas, with his hair down, lacking his usual sharpness.

Qi Yu ran to him and asked, "Second brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Chenan found the medicine, turned around and sat on the sofa, broke two capsules and placed them in his palm, and suddenly realized that he didn't swallow them with boiled water.

“I’ll get some water.”

After a moment, Qi Yu handed the cup of water to him, moved closer to the coffee table, bent down and took a look at the medicine box on it.

Ibuprofen, its main function is to relieve pain.

After he finished taking the medicine, she turned her head and asked with concern: "Second brother, where does it hurt?"

He leaned back on the sofa, raised his hand to press his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing serious, just a headache, go to sleep."

He worked for fifteen hours straight yesterday and thought he could rest directly after returning home, but he suddenly had a headache and couldn't sleep all night.

Qi Yu was too embarrassed to leave directly, but she felt uncomfortable staying here. She spoke carefully: "Second brother, do you want me to help you massage the area that hurts your head?"

Mu Chenan raised his eyes and stared at her for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes with an uncomfortable expression.

Qi Yu wanted to go around behind the sofa to give him a massage, but there was a large Areca palm potted plant right behind him, which was difficult to move.

She couldn't ask him to change positions, so she could only kneel on the sofa beside him, raise her hands to press his temples, and massage in circles with her fingertips.

But he didn't react much, and never asked her to stop.

Qi Yu's hand gradually became sore, and he suddenly loosened his grip and asked softly, "Second brother, are you feeling better?"

Mu Chenan raised his eyelids and looked at her.

The sharp Adam's apple rolled and the thin lips turned pale.

He grabbed her hand again and placed it on his forehead, his tone sounding weak and pitiful.

"Qi Yu, help me press it again."

Qi Yu found it hard to refuse, so she held his head with both hands and tried her best to relieve his headache.

Half an hour later, he fell into a heavy sleep with even breathing.

Qi Yu turned sideways and pulled a thin blanket over him, then ran to turn off the main light above his head. After doing all this, she was still hesitant to leave.

He was the only one in such a big living room.

Qi Yu leaned on the sofa in the other corner, holding a square pillow in her arms, tilting her head and closing her eyes.

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early morning.

Qi Yu woke up on the bed in her room. She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and ran out with her hair in a mess.

There was only movement in the kitchen. She moved quietly to the kitchen door and saw Mu Chenan rolling up his sleeves to fry eggs and bacon.

Unlike the white shirt and black pants of yesterday, he was now wearing a thin white shirt and black trousers. Even when he was making breakfast, he looked cool and noble enough.

She smoothed her hair, feeling nervous, and asked softly, "Second brother, were you the one who took me back to my room?"

Mu Chenan put the fried egg on the plate, turned to look at her, and said in a flat tone: "Who else do you think it could be?"

He slowly woke up around the time of dawn.

Turning around and seeing Qi Yu sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but feel moved.

He never thought she would stay here with him.

He stood up, walked over, picked her up, and carried her back to the bed in the room.