Chapter 81 I Have a Friend

(It’s really nothing! Please let me go!)

Then, he held Qin Mu's waist firmly with one hand, and clasped the back of his head with the other hand. He suddenly pulled him over and kissed him firmly.

This was a kiss with a hint of punishment and strong possessiveness, it was domineering and plundered the air and all the attention from Qin Mu's mouth.

After the kiss, both of them were out of breath again.

Gu Chuyue rested his forehead against Qin Mu's, his breath burning hot, his voice hoarse and muffled: "...Did you do it on purpose?"

Qin Mu tilted his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with tears.

Gu Chuyue's eyes darkened, and he turned over and pressed her into the soft sofa with endless obsession, "Wife."

Qin Mu raised his head and kissed his chin in a flattering manner.

Qin Mu's hand slid down from Gu Chuyue's neck.

Gu Chuyue grabbed Qin Mu's hand with one hand and restrained it above his head.

Qin Mu: It’s over.

The sun is shining outside the window, but the temperature inside continues to rise.

Gu Chuyue's belated "career brain" has finally grown.

Can't wait to kiss Qin Mu's mouth, "Wife, let's work overtime!"

As the person in charge of the application project, Gu Chuyue took the lead in devoting himself to the project and actively "handling the work."

…

There was a mess on the sofa, and Gu Chuyue looked very satisfied. "Brother, am I awesome?"

Gu Chuyue: "I think it's not enough. I'll try harder and improve it~"

Qin Mu: "! Good...good is not good."

Gu Chuyue: "Are you satisfied with me?"

Qin Mu wanted to avoid it: "Satisfied, satisfied..."

Gu Chuyue's dog eyes were full of smiles. "I'm not satisfied either. Let's continue the discussion..."

It was around five in the afternoon when Qin Mu woke up.

The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains, giving the room a warm golden hue.

He moved a little, and his whole body felt as if it had been taken apart and reassembled, and he felt extremely sore and weak.

There is still a clear sense of existence in a place that is difficult to talk about.

There is also a slight cooling ointment feeling.

It was obvious that some culprit was trying to make up for his mistake, so Qin Mu felt that he could be forgiven a little.

The seat next to him was empty and the temperature had cooled down. It seemed that Gu Chuyue had been up for some time.

Qin Mu propped himself up and sat up, rubbing his sore waist.

I couldn't help but curse that insatiable mad dog hundreds of times in my heart.

Is this the reincarnation of a clingy person?

Or Teddy?

simply……

The cell phone rang at the right time, interrupting his muttering.

Look at the caller ID - Qi Jinmo.

Qin Mu cleared his throat, trying to sound normal before answering the phone: "Hello, Jin Mo."

"What's wrong with the voice?" Qi Jinmo's voice was as steady as ever, with a hint of subtle concern. "It sounds weak. Are you sick?"

"No, I just woke up." Qin Mu subconsciously denied it and rubbed his eyebrows. "What's the matter?"

"The supplementary agreement for the Xicheng cooperation project has been approved by the legal department and sent to your email. Please take a look when you have time. Also, next week's board meeting..."

The two of them had a brief conversation about business.

Qi Jinmo was extremely efficient and organized, and he finished the business quickly.

The topic should have ended, but Qi Jinmo paused, as if casually mentioning it, with a hint of amusement in his tone: "Are you really okay? You sound... you don't sound like you just woke up, you sound like you're tired."

Qin Mu choked, his ears felt hot, but he said stubbornly, "What could be the problem? I'm fine."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then Qi Jinmo chuckled softly, teasing with a knowing look: "Okay, if you say it's okay, then it's okay."

This laughter made Qin Mu inexplicably angry and embarrassed, mixed with an indescribable urge to find a solution.

He hesitated for a moment, his fingers unconsciously tugging at the velvet quilt, and lowered his voice, a little, trying to hide his true intentions:

"Ahem... well, Qi Jinmo, I have a friend... not me, but a friend of mine."

Qi Jinmo on the other end of the phone seemed to raise an eyebrow and readily answered, the smile in his tone becoming more obvious: "Ah? Your friend? Besides me, Jiang Ran?"

Qin Mu: "Why, I can't have other friends?"

Qi Jinmo didn't give any further answers. Qin Mu never made friends easily. "Tell me, what's going on with your friend?"

Qin Mu gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, almost to a whisper: "Just... my friend wants to ask, how are you and your Jiang Chu... well... going?"

Qi Jinmo played dumb and asked slowly, "What do you mean? Tell me more clearly, what is it?"

Qin Mu gritted his teeth, knowing he was doing it on purpose, but the words were already out, so he had no choice but to go ahead and say, "Just... go to sleep! Harmony?"

There was a very slight sound, as if someone was choking on tea, from the other end of the phone, followed by Qi Jinmo's low laughter, which he could no longer hold back. He obviously didn't expect Qin Mu to ask so directly.

He dropped the pretense, the teasing in his tone almost failing him: "...What? Is your 'friend' no longer able to do it?"

“Who’s failing?!?”

"My...my friend is great! Very great!"

Qin Mu was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fur instantly stood up and his voice rose a little, but he quickly lowered it again.

His waist ached even more, and he gasped with a grimace.

"But then again, this question of frequency and intensity..."

Qi Jinmo was so smart that he immediately pieced together the whole truth from Qin Mu's hesitant, ashamed and angry tone.

He leaned back in his office's leather chair, his fingertips leisurely tapping the armrest. He spoke in a tone of sudden realization, "Oh—I see. You, your 'friend' can't take it anymore, huh?"

He chuckled and offered a suggestion that made Qin Mu want to punch him: "But you're asking the wrong person, aren't you?"

"Your friend and I may have different perspectives. You should ask Jiang Chu how he can handle it."

"Qi Jinmo!" Qin Mu was completely annoyed, his face turning red and white.

This bastard was clearly making fun of him!

Just then, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Gu Chuyue walked in carrying a small plate with a carefully arranged and tempting bowl of porridge and side dishes on it. It was obvious that it was made with great care.

He had a full and energetic smile on his face, and looked at Qin Mu with sparkling eyes: "Wife, are you awake? Are you hungry? I made what you like..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Qin Mu holding a cell phone, his face still flushed and with a hint of...anger?

Gu Chuyue's smile instantly faded, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he walked over quickly, his tone carrying a subtle hint of nervousness and possessiveness: "Wife, who are you talking to on the phone?"

Qi Jinmo on the other end of the phone obviously heard the noise, chuckled, and said in a very annoying way:

"It seems the source of your friend's troubles has arrived? Good things are about to happen. I won't interrupt your in-depth conversation. Let's talk later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Qin Mu a chance to react.

Qin Mu listened to the busy tone on the phone, and then looked at Gu Chuyue in front of him with a confused and slightly aggrieved expression, wondering "Why is my wife angry? What did I do wrong?", and he became even more angry.

Qin Mu: "..."

I said, he’s his friend!

Not him!