His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1518 - 426: The Sofa Is a Bit Hard

Qin Mu’s lips moved slightly, then she said to him: "It seems that Mr. Mu really didn’t sleep well on the night Mrs. Mu left home!"

Mu Yichen didn’t act pretentious, he walked back to stand in front of her, blocking the light from her eyes and said softly to her: "Did you forget that I had years of insomnia because of you?"

His voice was very light, but it pierced the hearts of those who heard it.

Qin Mu’s eyes were filled with a layer of mist as she looked at him.

The room was very warm, making it seem okay to have a layer of mist before the eyes. Mu Yichen raised his hand to gently stroke her face: "I also thought, after so many years, living such a happy life, that I wouldn’t have such a condition anymore."

However, he had overestimated himself.

During the days she wasn’t around, no matter how good their relationship was, he would still suffer from insomnia.

He thought, perhaps in their past life, they were conjoined twins, and that’s why every minute and second apart in this life would cause him such pain.

Mu Yichen lowered his head, pressing his warm forehead against hers, and said softly: "In the future, how about not leaving me to see that woman?"

Qin Mu felt that Mu Yichen’s head was very hard, as he pressed his forehead against hers, and she said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You’re like a clingy little child!"

"I don’t care about my face in front of my daughter, let alone in front of you..."

Mu Yichen lowered his eyes to gaze at her eyelashes, at the tip of her nose, then leaned down to gently kiss her lips.

Qin Mu slightly raised her eyes and saw the mockery in Mu Yichen’s dark eyes.

His kind of mockery seemed like he was mocking himself?

Unlike ordinary mockery, it seemed like a mockery filled with happiness.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but raise her hand, from around his neck up to stroke his face: "Childish ghost!"

Her voice was so light, it was like tickling Mu Yichen. Mu Yichen chuckled softly, taking it lightly, and only after kissing her a few more times did his breathing become chaotic, like an anxious big boy, he picked her up from the ground, letting her ride on his waist, and carried her to the bed.

"What this childish ghost wants to do now will make you cry and beg!"

Mu Yichen pressed her onto the bed, one hand stroking inside her shirt, the other hand stroking her slender leg up to her knee, holding the inside of her knee, wrapping it around his waist, that deep voice, like a cautious yet proud hunter.

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In the morning, Qin Mu got up early, and as expected, the old master was already practicing Tai Chi with the butler outside the window. Since it had been a while since she last went to the studio, today she wore a blue striped suit with a white shirt. Qin Mu put on a down vest as she left the house to greet her grandfather and them.

"Good morning, Grandpa! Good morning, Uncle Li!"

"Good morning, young madam!"

Uncle Li greeted her politely.

"Why don’t you sleep a bit more? Getting up so early isn’t typical for young people like you!"

The old master, however, asked her more practically.

"With you saying that, I’ll be even more afraid to sleep in the future. How about I learn a few moves from Grandpa?"

Qin Mu watched their Tai Chi moves, which were very slow, and stood aside, earnestly mimicking them.

Grandpa glanced at her slightly and then approvingly said "Hmm, that’s more like it!"

"Is that so?"

After hearing this, Qin Mu was even happier and continued to learn.

Feng Fanghua, after coming downstairs, watched from the window on the first floor. The young girl outside the floor-to-ceiling window had long, straight legs bent as she practiced Tai Chi with the two elderly men, making her think of the word approachable.

Outsiders say Qin Mu doesn’t like to laugh and can be somewhat intimidating, but Feng Fanghua felt that this girl was someone she could easily bully if she wanted to. Besides, where doesn’t she like to laugh? It’s clear that those people don’t vibe with her.

Who wants to hang out and laugh with people they don’t vibe with? That would be too boring!

That day, when Feng Fanghua went out, she happened to run into a few ladies from the last charity event they had a meal together with. When they saw her, they were all polite, but she wasn’t the least bit polite and sarcastically rebuked them.

Speaking so indiscreetly in front of younger people, what a waste of their old age.

After breakfast, Qin Mu drove herself to the studio. When Xiaomei saw her, she thought she had mistaken her, and excitedly ran up to her, in the first-floor lobby, hugging Qin Mu’s neck tightly: "Are you my good sister? I almost missed you to death!"

Qin Mu couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, holding her coat in front of her, and gently patted her shoulder, whispering in her ear: "I’m not your good sister, I’m your bad boss."