Mu Qi's ears turned red without him realizing it, and his whole body became hot.
"Why did Nian Nian secretly send messages to others?" Mu Qi's tone deepened, his phoenix eyes filled with grievance as he looked at Yun Shuo Nian.
"Mu Qi, don't you find Xiao Song very warm?"
"I don't think so." Mu Qi's expression turned cold.
"I just hope you can see that the world is worth living in through him." Yun Shuo Nian knew how terrible it was to confine Mu Qi with a chain.
Yun Shuo Nian thought, her gaze falling on the shackles on Mu Qi's wrist.
If Mu Qi couldn't bear this life one day, she would invite Xiao Song over again. Such a warm person like Xiao Song would make him feel hope, right?
"You are here, and it is worth it."
Mu Qi frowned, recalling Xiao Song.
What warmth?
Thinking of Yun Shuo Nian calling that Xiao Song warm, Mu Qi only felt unease and a sense of vigilance towards that man.
Yun Shuo Nian paused, then said dreamily, "Mu Qi, you speak so nicely."
After Yun Shuo Nian finished speaking, Mu Qi fell silent, quietly hugging Yun Shuo Nian tightly, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right.
"Mu Qi, can't you sleep?" Yun Shuo Nian said, her small hand slipping into the back of Mu Qi's collar.
Mu Qi's body stiffened, and he grunted in response.
"That's great, I can't sleep either." As soon as Yun Shuo Nian finished speaking, her hands were already pulling Mu Qi's pajamas up to his waist.
"Mu Qi, are you cold?" Yun Shuo Nian touched Mu Qi's tensed muscles.
"Not cold."
...
In the early morning, light with a Tyndall effect fell on Yun Shuo Nian's profile, and even Mu Qi beside her was tinged with a bit of brilliance.
At this moment, Yun Shuo Nian's head rested on Mu Qi's shoulder, her arms wrapped around his, fast asleep.
In contrast, Mu Qi was exceptionally awake. He quietly turned his head to look at Yun Shuo Nian's sleeping face, his phoenix eyes filled with a tenderness that belonged only to Yun Shuo Nian.
"Madam Mu, breakfast is ready."
"Sleepy..." Soon, Sister Yang knocked on the master bedroom door. Yun Shuo Nian frowned, burying her face into Mu Qi's neck, like a lazy little kitten.
"Nian Nian, sleep after breakfast." Mu Qi thought for a moment, then raised his hand, the clinking of chains audible, and ruffled Yun Shuo Nian's hair.
Yun Shuo Nian reluctantly opened her eyes, glanced at the clock beside them, and then buried her head back into Mu Qi's neck.
"Mu Qi, I've only slept for a few hours. I want to sleep, I want to sleep." Yun Shuo Nian said, while grabbing Mu Qi's hand from her head and holding it.
Mu Qi moved his lips, but ultimately stopped short of speaking.
"Sister Yang, serve breakfast later when Nian Nian wakes up. Don't worry about me."
When Sister Yang heard Mu Qi's voice and remembered the chain on Mu Qi's wrist, she was startled.
She didn't know what Madam Mu had done to Mr. Mu to have him chained up and yet so calm.
Sister Yang couldn't help but wonder in her heart, and as she thought about it, her heart pounded faster and faster.
After Sister Yang left, the master bedroom fell silent again.
Mu Qi let Yun Shuo Nian hold his hand, remaining motionless.
Such a quiet environment was perfect for a second sleep, but it wasn't long before Yun Shuo Nian opened her eyes.
"Mu Qi, are you angry?" All traces of sleepiness vanished from Yun Shuo Nian's face. She rolled over, pinning Mu Qi beneath her, cupping his face with her hands and asking.
"No, why do you ask?" Mu Qi was startled, then tightened his arm around Yun Shuo Nian's waist.
Yun Shuo Nian didn't speak. After a moment, she got up to go to the washroom to wash up.
Mu Qi followed closely, getting out of bed and standing beside Yun Shuo Nian.
"Nian Nian, aren't you sleeping anymore?"
Yun Shuo Nian shook her head.
Whether it was worry about Mu Qi being angry or something else, Yun Shuo Nian couldn't sleep now. If she closed her eyes, her heart would palpitate, she would feel uneasy, and she would constantly be concerned about Mu Qi's emotions.
Seeing this, Mu Qi no longer pressed, picked up his toothbrush, and began to wash up with Yun Shuo Nian.
"Mu Qi, your wrist needs medicine," Yun Shuo Nian said after they finished washing up, lifting Mu Qi's wrist.
"Mm." Mu Qi responded, then took Yun Shuo Nian's hand, intending to lead her out. Unexpectedly, Yun Shuo Nian grabbed his sleeve.
"What's..."
Before Mu Qi could finish speaking, Yun Shuo Nian sealed his lips.
Yun Shuo Nian stood on her tiptoes, clutching Mu Qi's front, pulling him towards her.
Yun Shuo Nian's kiss was too deep, Mu Qi's eyelashes trembled repeatedly, and then he gently lifted Yun Shuo Nian onto the washbasin.
As soon as Yun Shuo Nian was up, she wrapped her legs around Mu Qi's waist, hanging onto him like a koala.
Mu Qi had no choice but to support Yun Shuo Nian, patiently accommodating her.
"Nian Nian, aren't you tired?" After an unknown amount of time, they finally stopped. Mu Qi reached out and gently tidied Yun Shuo Nian's slightly messy hair.
"Tired." Yun Shuo Nian noticed the dark circles under Mu Qi's eyes and quickly averted her gaze.
A quarter of an hour later, Mu Qi's wrist had been bandaged.
Yun Shuo Nian went downstairs and asked Sister Yang and Sister Zhang to bring up breakfast.
Compared to yesterday, Sister Yang and Sister Zhang were even more nervous when facing Yun Shuo Nian.
Seeing the subdued appearance of Sister Zhang and Sister Yang, Yun Shuo Nian understood but paid it no mind.
Yun Shuo Nian had little appetite. After eating a little, and seeing that Mu Qi hadn't drunk his milk yet, she personally brought the milk to him.
"Mu Qi, it's getting cold." Yun Shuo Nian knew Mu Qi didn't like it, but this was better than drinking black coffee every morning.
Mu Qi obediently took it and soon finished it.
Seeing a milk stain on Mu Qi's lips, Yun Shuo Nian picked up a handkerchief and walked over to wipe it off for him.
Yun Shuo Nian wiped it little by little, seemingly in no hurry.
Mu Qi was unaccustomed to being cared for by Yun Shuo Nian like this. He pressed down on Yun Shuo Nian's hand, intending to take the handkerchief himself.
"Mu Qi, you can't see. I'll do it." Yun Shuo Nian removed Mu Qi's hand with little effort.
Ding ding—ding ding—
Before Yun Shuo Nian could finish wiping, the phone on the nightstand rang incessantly.
Disturbed, Yun Shuo Nian frowned in displeasure, turned and silenced the phone, then continued to meticulously wipe the milk stains from Mu Qi's lips.
Yun Shuo Nian was still wiping with the same seriousness as before, but Mu Qi's gaze fell on Yun Shuo Nian's phone, his mind seeming restless.
Yun Shuo Nian noticed Mu Qi's unease. She followed his gaze and then began to explain to Mu Qi.