Misty touched the back of his head and smiled, then suddenly remembered that there was one thing he hadn't done. He immediately became very serious and pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. "I came here mainly to urge you to update! Do you have any personal matters recently?"
After Miwu's reminder, Qing Tongyin suddenly remembered that she seemed to have not written anything for the past month. The chapters she published on schedule were just a few chapters in reserve. She had completely forgotten about this matter!
"I recently... a friend passed away, so I forgot about it... I'm sorry, so sorry!" Qing Tongyin bowed and apologized. Miwu grabbed his shoulder and said, "You don't have to be like this! But I have to say this. You said you don't intend to make this your career, but I hope you can abide by professional ethics and be responsible for it and take responsibility for your readers!"
Qing Tongyin nodded apologetically, and suddenly remembered the soup stewing in the kitchen. She ran into the kitchen in a panic, looked at the bulging lid of the pot, and subconsciously touched it with her hand, but got scalded!
Mi Wu quickly grabbed a rag beside her and covered the pot with it, then turned off the stove. She grabbed Qing Tongyin's hand and rinsed it under the faucet, asking worriedly, "What's wrong? Does it still hurt? Are you stupid? You grabbed something so hot with your bare hands!"
Qing Tongyin looked at him in surprise. Although they had only met twice, he seemed to have never seen any expression on Miwu's face except for expressionless face, and now Miwu's face was obviously worried.
Mi Wu felt the stiffness of the person next to him, raised his head and looked at him. Seeing that he was staring at her, he instantly put down his hand, turned his head away, and did not speak. He probably didn't know what to say.
"...I was so busy talking that I forgot I was still cooking!" Qing Tongyin smiled awkwardly, looked at the messy table, and then looked at Mi Wu. "The meal is almost ready, why don't you eat here at noon!"
"No, no, no... I have other writers under me, so I won't eat!" Misty quickly walked out of the kitchen and stopped at the door. "You need to deal with your hand quickly... and... don't forget to write!" After that, the figure disappeared from the door.
Miwu walked out and when he reached the gate, he suddenly bumped into someone. He lowered his head, said sorry and left. Mo Xingnian looked at his back with a cold face, turned his head to look at Qing Tongyin's open door, and walked in.
The doorbell rang again. Qing Tongyin, who was standing in the kitchen cleaning up the leftovers, thought Mi Wu had returned. Without turning around, she asked directly, "Why are you back again? Did you forget to take something?"
"...When have I ever been here!" Mo Xingnian stood at the door with a dark face.
Qing Tongyin heard a familiar voice, turned around, and looked at him in surprise. He didn't see it when the fog cleared just now, did he?
"Who was that person just now?" Mo Xingnian said as he walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at him with his legs crossed, his face very bad.
Qing Tongyin thought for a moment and walked over. "Do you remember when I said I wanted to be a writer? He's my editor!"
“I’m not recommending you to go…”
"The place you mentioned isn't suitable for me!" Before Mo Xingnian could finish his words, Qing Tongyin interrupted him. She looked at him helplessly, sat down beside him, and tugged at her apron. "I didn't plan on making this my main job, so I just picked a place at random... and I haven't written anything for a month. He's just here to urge me to update!"
Mo Xingnian didn't say anything. He caught a glimpse of his swollen fingers from the corner of his eye, and immediately frowned and stared down. "What's wrong with your hand?"
Qing Tongyin quickly put her hands behind her back and smiled as if nothing had happened. "I was scalded by the hot water while cooking just now!"
Mo Xingnian pulled his hand out without saying a word, but found that it had blisters. He looked at his hand with some anger and some heartache, pulled out the medicine box under the table, and treated it simply.
After cleaning up, Qing Tongyin stood up to serve the dishes, but Mo Xingnian grabbed his wrist and said, "I'll serve the dishes, you go sit down!"
Qing Tongyin looked at him in a daze, then lowered her head to look at her hand. In fact, it was not a big deal, and the injury was not that serious, but looking at Mo Xingnian's determined eyes, Qing Tongyin finally chose to sit obediently at the dining table and wait for dinner.
This was the first time they had eaten at the same table since that argument!
While eating, although Mo Xingnian was somewhat dissatisfied with what had just happened, and his face showed anger and he kept frowning, when he saw Qing Tongyin was in trouble, he would still help him.
He is always like this!
Mo Xingnian was concentrating on helping him pick up the dishes with his head down when suddenly a cold hand appeared on his forehead. Mo Xingnian looked up at Qing Tongyin.
"Stop frowning! It looks so ugly!" Qing Tongyin gently smoothed his tightly furrowed brows, and his serious look made Mo Xingnian stare at him intently.
Suddenly, his wrist tightened, and Qing Tongyin was pulled up by Mo Xingnian. He stood in front of Mo Xingnian with his waist bent, and their eyes met. Mo Xingnian turned Qing Tongyin's waist and let him sit on his lap.
Look down at him.
Seeing Qing Tongyin's mouth open for a long time but not saying a word, he leaned over and kissed her. Qing Tongyin was stunned for a moment, then smiled, put her arms around Mo Xingnian's neck, and responded enthusiastically.
Mo Xingnian let him go, but he looked annoyed, his pupils dark as if fire was spitting out of them. He lowered his head and whispered in Qing Tongyin's ear, "Little demon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Tongyin was picked up. Mo Xingnian bent down and kissed her while walking towards Qing Tongyin's room.
After an afternoon of passionate entanglement, both of them were exhausted.
Mo Xingnian came out of the bathroom and walked to Qing Tongyin. Looking at the blush on his face that had not yet faded and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, he lowered his head, smiled, and kissed him gently.
Qing Tongyin had not fallen asleep completely yet. He felt a little itchy on his forehead, so he reached out his hand and slapped Mo Xingnian on the face. Mo Xingnian looked at him helplessly with a dark face.
Qing Tongyin heard a crisp sound and opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see Mo Xingnian smiling maliciously with his hands where they shouldn't be.
"Ah! What are you doing!"
Hearing his own hoarse voice, Qing Tongyin was stunned for a moment, swallowed and coughed, and Mo Xingnian beside him said quietly, "It must be because he shouted too happily just now!"
“...You...you are talking nonsense!” The blush on Qing Tongyin’s face grew even more. She pulled the quilt to cover her naked upper body, then moved her body little by little into the quilt, occasionally glancing at Mo Xingnian who had been staring at her.
"Will it stop hurting if you exercise more?" Mo Xingnian leaned over and spoke very ambiguously.
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