Chapter 72: I need my wife’s kiss to get better

(I have been honest, please let me go ( ))

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Qin Mu continued, his tone becoming serious: "The marriage between the Qin and Gu families is not a child's play. Don't you know how big the impact is when two powerful people get married? Do you want our marriage to become the headlines of the financial and social sections, with everyone pointing fingers and talking about it?"

He paused, watching Gu Chuyue's gradually stunned expression, and softened his voice again: "Also, school is about to start for you. Do you plan to go to school with the title of 'Qin family head's fiancé' and be stared at by everyone, or do you want to finish your studies quietly?"

He thought.

I want to carry this title.

Gu Chuyue resisted, "I don't care what others do, I just want my wife."

Qin Mu took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth, "It's my brother who didn't consider your feelings properly."

"I want it to be public. I want everyone to know that my brother is my wife and will only marry me!"

Qin Mu continued to kiss the corner of his mouth, "Give brother some time."

As long as his little villain is happy.

Since he doesn't want to wait at all, he will try his best to satisfy him.

Gu Chuyue felt aggrieved, "Will you marry me?"

Qin Mu answered firmly: "Yes!"

After receiving a clear promise, Gu Chuyue finally felt relieved and was wrapped in a huge sense of security, as if he was soaked in warm honey.

But at the same time, the embarrassment brought about by the reckless crying just now also came to mind.

He buried his face in the crook of Qin Mu's neck, sniffing the cool fragrance of the same shower gel on the other's body, mixed with Qin Mu's own reassuring scent, and his ears felt burning.

As he smelled it, he began to feel restless in Qin Mu's arms, tightening his arms around his waist. He raised his head, his eyes still red and his eyelashes wet, but his eyes had regained their usual bright light with a bit of cunning and possessiveness.

"Wife..." His voice was low and dull, with a thick nasal tone, sounding pitiful and seductive. "I was so sad just now... Here," he pulled Qin Mu's hand and pressed it against his heart, "It hurts."

Qin Mu lowered his eyes and looked at him who had suddenly become an "injured soldier". He knew very well that this little bastard was taking advantage of the situation to climb up the ladder.

He raised his eyebrows and teased him deliberately: "Oh? What should we do then? Call a doctor to take a look?"

Gu Chuyue didn't want to see a doctor, he only wanted Qin Mu.

He grumbled in dissatisfaction, like a hungry wolf that clawed at people when it wasn't satisfied: "I don't want a doctor... I need my wife's kiss to heal me."

As he spoke, he slightly tilted his face up and closed his eyes. His long eyelashes trembled slightly in anticipation. The red corners of his eyes and his tear-stained cheeks looked particularly seductive under the warm bedside lamp. It was a fatal attraction that mixed vulnerability and invitation.

Qin Mu's eyes darkened.

He had no resistance to Gu Chuyue.

Now I still hook him.

He chuckled softly, the sound coming out of his throat was sexy and doting: "Spoiled."

Having said that, he lowered his head in obedience.

The warm lips first gently fell on Gu Chuyue's still slightly wet eyelashes, kissing away the remaining moisture, the movements were so gentle as if treating fragile glass.

Gu Chuyue felt comfortable being kissed by him, and a small, satisfied gasp came from her throat. She raised her chin more and more, chasing his lips: "Not enough... I want this..."

Qin Mu followed suit and kissed her down, brushing past the tip of her upturned nose, and finally accurately captured her lips, which looked particularly red and soft because of her crying just now.

At first it was just a gentle touch, soothing, grinding it down like a delicate dessert.

Qin Mu is also a normal man and has an instinctive desire for a partner.

But Gu Chuyue has never been a patient person, especially after confirming that the other party was indulgent.

He opened his mouth almost immediately, and the soft tip of his tongue stretched out actively, eagerly entwining it with an almost greedy demand, as if he wanted to confirm a deeper sense of ownership and existence through this kiss.

Qin Mu was amused by his impatient attack and responded to the kiss.

Gu Chuyue held Qin Mu's head with one hand, and the other hand was still around his waist, pressing him closer to himself, turning the tables and conquering him.

The breaths intertwined, the temperature gradually rose, and the air was filled with the ambiguous sound of water and gradually heavier breathing.

When the kiss ended, both of them were a little breathless.

Qin Mu's eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of tears.

Gu Chuyue's eyes were surprisingly bright, all the gloom and uneasiness in them were dispelled, leaving only complete fascination and gluttony after being satisfied.

He licked his slightly swollen lips, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, but he was not satisfied and slid his hand under the hem of Qin Mu's pajamas, and gently stroked his tight waist and abdomen with his fingertips.

"Wife..." His voice was a little hoarse, with a blatant hint, "The night is still long... Just kissing, it seems... is not enough to compensate for the grievances I have suffered."

He said he was aggrieved, but his eyes were hooked and aggressive, and there was no trace of the pitiful crying little boy from before.

This is his true nature, crazy and troublesome, but in front of Qin Mu, all his aggressiveness turned into an alluring charm.

Qin Mu's breathing was uneven.

Gu Chuyue flipped over and sat on him neatly, looking down at him with temptation in his eyes and eyebrows: "I want to... collect some interest in person."

He leaned down and kissed Qin Mu's lips again, this time with unquestionable strength and dominance.

Qin Mu's pajamas were torn open at some point, sliding off her shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin and delicate collarbone.

The warm yellow light outlined the overlapping figures, the temperature in the air continued to rise, and tiny sobs and low gasps replaced all words.

The night was long, enough for the couple to transform the previous disturbance into stronger love and tenderness in the most intimate way.

…………

The end of summer vacation slipped away in the sticky heat and Gu Chuyue's increasingly anxious mood.

The day for registration at Imperial University of Peking has finally arrived.

No matter how reluctant Gu Chuyue was, he had to pack his suitcase.

Sunlight streamed into the cloakroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Qin Mu was leisurely packing Gu Chuyue's luggage.

Several seemingly simple but actually expensive casual clothes were carefully folded and placed in a low-key suitcase.

He always has someone to take care of his own things, but when it comes to Gu Chuyue's affairs, especially such ceremonial nodes, he prefers to do it himself.

What's more, Gu Chuyue is so hesitant. I asked him to clean up a week ago, but he hasn't moved yet.

Gu Chuyue, however, was like an irritable trapped beast, leaning against the door frame, his brows tightly furrowed, staring at the box as if he were looking at an enemy.

"Wife, brother," he said in a muffled voice, with obvious reluctance, "Do we really have to live on campus? Jingshi University is only a forty-minute drive from the apartment. Can't I come back every day?"