Just after finishing, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Dr. Mu came in holding a glass:

"Miss Qin, here you go."

"Thank you." Qin Ye took it with a smile and bit the rim of the cup. Because he was relaxed, his whole face looked particularly gentle.

Dr. Mu left.

Qin Ye took a pill, took it, and then had a peaceful nap. After eating dinner in the evening, he hurried back to his room.

Because her foot was 'injured', Tang Mu did not bother her.

Eleven o'clock at night.

After Tang Mu finished his work, he went back to his room to sleep. When he just lay down beside her, Qin Ye woke up, but she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A big hand landed on the waist.

The man's palm was scalding hot, and it slowly moved along her waist to her back, then through her armpits to her front...

"It hurts..." Qin Ye couldn't pretend anymore and whimpered in a pretend discomfort, "My feet hurt so much..."

Tang Mu paused for a moment: "Doctor Mu said it was just a skin injury, didn't you apply medicine later?"

"Doesn't it hurt if it's just a superficial wound? I'm not made of iron."

Qin Ye snorted angrily, hugged a corner of the quilt, turned over and faced away from him.

The man was silent for a moment.

moment.

He hugged her from behind, his chest pressed against her back, and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp. "I won't bother you tonight, go to sleep."

He rested his head against her forehead, breathing quickly and evenly.

Qin Ye was slightly surprised.

Is he so kind tonight?

She was pretending, there was no way he couldn't have seen it, and he knew it but didn't expose it. A feeling of being indulged came over her, and she inexplicably felt a little loved.

As soon as this thought came to my mind, panic spread throughout my body.

How could she feel this way?

She must be crazy!

But when she slept with him holding her like this, her entire back felt warm and she felt indescribably secure. She liked to sleep with her body slightly curled up. He was like a big net wrapping her from behind, and the whole quilt was filled with his cool and pleasant scent.

She was thinking and thinking, and didn't know when she fell asleep.

Have a good night's sleep.

So when I woke up the next day, I saw traces of saliva on the pillow from sleeping so soundly, and I fell into deep self-doubt.

During the day, I didn't want to see Shen Jiaoyang, so I stayed in my room playing with my phone under the pretext of having a sore foot.

In the evening, Tang Mu took Shen Jiaoyang out.

I heard from Shen Jiaoyang yesterday that they seemed to be going home to have dinner together. They had met each other's elders, so getting married should be a matter of time.

But why is she so angry and depressed...

The old house of the Tang family.

Tang Mu came back with Shen Jiaoyang. In the living room, at the large long dining table, in addition to Mr. Tang sitting at the first seat, there was also a gentle figure in a light blue suit.

When Tang Mu came in, the man just looked up.

Eyes met.

Old Master Tang sat upright, holding his cane in both hands. Seeing the two figures approaching side by side, he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and said:

"Seeing you two come back together, I feel relieved."

Shen Jiaoyang smiled coquettishly, walked over, and intimately took the old man's arm, acting coquettishly and obediently: "Grandpa Tang, Jiaoyang knows that you love me the most since I was a child."

Mr. Tang patted the back of her hand with a smile and looked at Tang Mu:

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Come here and meet your long lost brother, Lu Chi."

Tang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a cold light, and his brows were intimidating without anger. Lu Chi stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand:

"Hello, brother."

He laughed in an ambiguous way, avoided Lu Chi, kicked the chair away, sat down lazily, and tugged at his tie:

"Grandpa, if you really want to be so shameless, you can't do such an ugly thing..."