On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"We haven't seen each other for a few months, and our relationship has faded so much." Seeing that he was going to sleep, Chi Mu became even more depressed. He pulled him into his arms and rubbed against him clingingly, "Don't you even want to comfort me?"

Chen Qian still didn't reply, so he buried his head in Chen Qian's exposed skin, kissing and nibbling her, harassing her endlessly.

"No, there's no one else. I accidentally bought the wrong pajamas. Stop bothering me. I'm so tired..." Chen Qian couldn't stand his nagging anymore. She had no choice but to explain and raised a hand to block his face.

But the person behind him seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and no matter how he tried to dissuade her, he showed no intention of stopping. Several kisses fell on Chen Qian's fingertips, and the wet and sticky feeling spread from her neck to her shoulders. Chi Mu whispered in Chen Qian's ear: "Baby, we use the same shower gel, how come you smell better than me."

Chen Qian had no way to deal with the kissing monster behind him who was in high spirits. He couldn't push her away, nor could he refuse her.

He was extremely tired and had no energy to continue to struggle, so he buried himself in the mattress and refused to move. He turned his face away from the light and soon fell into a deep sleep.

But after sleeping for only a short while, Chen Qian woke up again in a daze.

He realized that his body was being turned over by someone, and then his legs and waist were pushed and pressed continuously and rhythmically.

The movement was so big that Chen Qian couldn't ignore it.

So he struggled to shake off the sleepiness and opened his eyes. He stared at it for a long time before he suddenly realized that it was Chi Mu who was relaxing his muscles.

The handsome face was against the light, casting a dark shadow on his face, and his hair was lightly fluttering in front of his forehead with his movements. The strength in his hands was not heavy, but very firm, rubbing the sore muscles one by one.

Looking at Chi Mu's serious expression, Chen Qian vaguely said in his heart that he was touched, but when he thought of the bad behavior of someone in the bathroom, the feeling of being touched was suppressed, and he replaced it with a sentence that he had a conscience.

During the massage of moderate intensity, Chen Qian couldn't help but moan. The subtle sound seemed very abrupt in such a quiet night and was immediately caught by Chi Mu.

He quickly released the hand that was squeezing Chen Qian's thigh, came over and asked, "Baby, why are you awake? Was my hand too heavy?"

"Hmm..." Chen Qian closed his eyes and shook his head, "Very comfortable."

The next morning, when the sky was bright.

Chen Qian squinted his eyes and moved his limbs in the quilt. Thanks to the midnight masseur Xiao Chi, apart from a slight feeling of soreness, he didn't feel very uncomfortable.

It took a long time for his eyes to adjust to the sunlight before he opened them, and Chen Qian stretched cautiously.

Chi Mu was still asleep, his hair was disheveled, his expression was relaxed, his breathing was slow, and his bare arms were across the quilt pressing down on Chen Qian, as if he was tucking him in.

Chen Qian twisted her body lazily and found a comfortable position in his arms, allowing her to hug his waist and see his face.

The line of sight moved from top to bottom, passing through the thick eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, high nose bridge, and finally resting on the soft and rosy lips.

Somehow, those lips gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, and when Chen Qian was stunned, they landed between his eyebrows.

"When did you wake up?" The lips returned to their original position, opening and closing to utter words.

Chen Qian raised his eyes and met a bright smile.

"Just now, when did you wake up?"

"When you started looking at me." Chi Mu's voice was lazy. He tightened his arms under Chen Qian and pulled Chen Qian closer to him. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"It's all right, as long as you don't eat foreigners' food."

"But baby, you stared at me as soon as you woke up. I really like this face."

When Chen Qian heard this, his face flushed. He avoided Chi Mu's blunt gaze and nodded: "Isn't it possible?"

"I'm not saying no, I just have to take good care of myself, otherwise I won't look good when I get old, and then you won't like me, baby."

"No, I'll still like you when you're eighty."

Hearing Chi Mu's low laughter and a "hmm" in his ears, Chen Qian felt his face getting hotter and hotter.

……

When Chen Qian returned to the living room after washing up in the bathroom, he saw a bowl of hot noodles on the dining table with a beautiful poached egg lying on one side of the bowl.

"The things in your kitchen are not complete, so the taste might not be quite right." Chi Mu brought out another bowl of noodles, put it down, took off his apron and sat down.

Chen Qian also pulled out a dining chair and sat down. He noticed the clothes on Chi Mu and couldn't help but laugh teasingly: "Why are you wearing the clothes of a mistress?"

Chi Mu's eyes changed, and he replied to him sadly: "From now on, these clothes will be mine, baby, don't let others wear them."

Chen Qian had never seen him so cute, so she agreed without thinking.