"Do you believe me then? Mu Qi." Yun Shunnian tilted her head back, her crescent eyes blinking, as if asking him how sincere she was.
Mu Qi remained silent, but Yun Shunnian wasn't disheartened. After all, they had plenty of time ahead.
Yun Shunnian stepped forward again and hugged Mu Qi, patting his back. She didn't have many thoughts, just a simple desire to warm herself and comfort him.
In this life, they were both alive and well.
*Bang bang—*
The study door was suddenly knocked. Yun Shunnian hastily withdrew from Mu Qi's embrace.
"Come in."
With Mu Qi's permission, the person outside entered, holding a folder.
It was one of Mu Qi's assistants. He walked in and stopped, seeing his CEO and Yun Shunnian standing facing each other.
Mu Qi showed no intention of acknowledging him, leaving the assistant unsure whether to speak.
Yun Shunnian noticed the dampness on Mu Qi's white shirt and spoke to break the awkward silence, "Mu Qi, I'll go get you a fresh shirt."
"Mmm." Mu Qi's gaze followed Yun Shunnian's retreating figure until she left the study. The dampness on his chest seemed to tell him what had just happened, yet Mu Qi still felt it was as unreal as a beautiful dream.
Seeing Mu Qi finally sit down, the young assistant quickly handed him the files, "Mr. Mu, these are the materials we'll need shortly."
"Put them on the desk."
The assistant, seeing his boss distracted, dared not speak and waited obediently on the side.
...
Time ticked by. The assistant finally couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Mu, we should be heading out."
Mu Qi ignored him, still sitting quietly.
The assistant muted himself, no longer daring to say anything. After all, he wasn't the CEO. (灬ꈍꈍ灬)
It wasn't until the study door was knocked again and Yun Shunnian walked in that the assistant understood that his boss had been waiting for Yun Shunnian all along.
Couldn't he have just urged her?
It was just a shirt, wasn't it? Couldn't Mr. Mu have gotten it himself?
"Mu Qi, take off this shirt." Yun Shunnian handed the shirt to Mu Qi.
Yun Shunnian had chosen a sapphire blue silk shirt. Apart from black and white, she had never seen Mu Qi wear any other color. This one was found only after a long search in the corner of the wardrobe.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qi didn't take the shirt. Instead, he stood up and walked towards Yun Shunnian.
Yun Shunnian understood Mu Qi's intention and swallowed nervously, "Mu, Mu Qi. Someone else is here." Sudian Novel Network
His phoenix eyes, usually as cold as ten thousand years of ice, softened slightly. She hadn't refused him!
Mu Qi turned to look at the assistant, "Get out."
The assistant, who had been staring blankly, reacted after a few seconds and quickly retreated, "Huh? Okay, President." What was he waiting for? For the display of affection to be forced into his mouth?
Mu Qi restrained himself and moved a few steps closer to Yun Shunnian. A rare hint of anticipation and a trace of… fear overflowed from the depths of his phoenix eyes.
He anticipated Yun Shunnian unbuttoning his shirt for him, and feared Yun Shunnian showing even the slightest sign of disgust towards him.
Lost in darkness, Mu Qi couldn't help but reach for the light, even if he would ultimately fall back into the abyss. But whether it was light or darkness, he would never let go of Yun Shunnian's hand.
The sapphire blue shirt was wrinkled in Yun Shunnian's grip. At this moment, her mind was filled with the sculpted abs that had deeply impressed her that morning.
A little smooth, a little hard.
*Ahem*, Yun Shunnian forced herself to regain her senses internally.
Yun Shunnian, compose yourself. Although you're married, and thinking about it isn't illegal, is this the time for such thoughts!
Yun Shunnian closed her eyes, then quickly opened them again. Her gaze finally focused on the buttons of the shirt.
Mu Qi watched the person before him, who remained motionless for a long time. The sparkle in his eyes finally dulled. However, just as Mu Qi was about to pick up the sapphire blue shirt himself, a slender, pale hand covered his collar.
Mu Qi lowered his head, scrutinizing Yun Shunnian's expression intently, not even noticing when his own shirt had been completely removed.
It wasn't until Mu Qi found that the person before him had frozen that he quickly glanced at his current state.
Mu Qi frowned. He hadn't noticed anything unusual there.
Did she find something wrong with it? Mu Qi began to have second thoughts.
Mu Qi reached out and pulled at his shirt, intending to take the other shirt from Yun Shunnian's hand.
Just then, a slender, pale hand rested on Mu Qi's abs.
A sensation of coolness and softness simultaneously appeared on Mu Qi's body. Mu Qi's movement stopped.
The small hand on Mu Qi's body did not stop. It moved inch by inch downwards.
It was very itchy. Mu Qi's muscles twitched.
Yun Shunnian, who had been lost in thought, finally realized what she had done. Her hand quickly retracted.
Her form was unseen, only afterimages remained.
"Mu, Mu Qi. I..." Before Yun Shunnian could string together her words, Mu Qi forcefully placed her hand back.
Beneath her palm were Mu Qi's abs, and on the back of her hand was Mu Qi's palm. Yun Shunnian's hand was sandwiched between them, rising and falling with Mu Qi's breath.
"You like it, don't you?" His phoenix eyes were both cold and very confused. In front of Yun Shunnian, his self-confidence was at rock bottom.
"I, I, I..." Yun Shunnian was flustered, and the more anxious she became, the less she knew what to say.
*Bang bang—*
"Mr. Mu, you have a call from over there." The assistant outside the study, anxious, reported to Mu Qi. He didn't want to disturb the two inside, but he was truly helpless.
The sudden sound stimulated Yun Shunnian, who was already panicking. She forcefully pulled her hand away and ran out.
The assistant guarding the door felt a gust of wind as she rushed past, leaving him disheveled.
The assistant cautiously approached the study door and immediately saw the perfectly built Mr. Mu standing before him.
...
Running all the way back to her bedroom, Yun Shunnian locked the door and crouched down against it.
Yun Shunnian covered her burning cheeks with both hands, inwardly screaming. Then, as if remembering something, she slapped away her offending hand.
At this moment, she could be described in four words: too ashamed to show her face.