"Baby, you've been sleeping too long. I'm waking you up."
Ji Yan touched the mark she had made on his skin, his voice filled with grievance.
"Who taught you to call me that?" Shen Muqing pulled the blanket over her shoulder. "Anyway, it's not my fault. I didn't hit you on purpose."
"Baby's eating time."
For some reason, Ji Yan had been calling him "baby" for quite a while, and Shen Muqing hadn't gotten used to it yet. She always felt that the way he called him "baby" sounded out of place with his face.
"Can you use a different term of address? Don't keep calling me 'baby'."
Ji Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, leaned closer and said aggrievedly, "If you won't let me call you 'Baby,' what should I call you? Qingqing?"
He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of "Qingqing," as if he were repeatedly chewing on those two words.
She was used to being called Qingqing by others, but when those two words came out of Ji Yan's mouth, Shen Muqing still felt a little strange.
"Fine, whatever, shout whatever you want."
Shen Muqing slept for too long, and Ji Yan reheated the dishes several times. Outside the window, the sun was no longer visible, leaving only some colorful clouds illuminating the earth.
Ji Yan picked her up and carried her to the dining table with steady steps, easily holding her in his arms.
After Shen Muqing sat down awkwardly in the chair, she said:
“I can walk there myself.”
Ji Yan served her food and chopsticks, and even seemed to be feeding her.
"Stop. Even though I'm lazy, I can still cook for myself."
Ji Yan looked regretful. "Baby, don't you need me anymore?"
"Eat quickly and don't talk."
In this eerie atmosphere, Shen Muqing quickly finished her first meal at Ji Yan's house. Ji Yan was handsome and a good cook.
After the meal, Ji Yan naturally took on the task of washing the dishes, which Shen Muqing found very satisfactory, as he had the potential to be a good home cook.
"Baby, let's go to the supermarket."
"good."
In the sweltering summer heat, Ji Yan insisted on holding hands. If it weren't for Ji Yan's comfortable low body temperature, Shen Mu would have let go of his hand early in the morning.
In the supermarket, Ji Yan picked out the daily necessities that Shen Muqing wanted. He wanted to choose matching items for both of them, buying two sets of toothbrushes, blankets, and towels.
Why did you buy two?
Ji Yan's matter-of-fact attitude: "I want to use the same one as the baby."
After shopping at the supermarket, the two went to the checkout counter. As is well known, there are shelves in front of the checkout counter specifically for certain types of items.
Ji Yan's gaze lingered on that row of shelves for too long, and Shen Muqing caught his gaze, following it with a slight blush on her face.
"You're not allowed to look," Shen Muqing warned him in a low voice. "Don't think about anything else, do you hear me?"
To everyone's surprise, Ji Yan reached out and grabbed the two largest boxes, tossed them into the shopping cart, and said seriously, "I'll buy these to have on hand."
Shen Muqing quickly put the two boxes back in their original places, and said in what she thought was a fierce tone, "I said no, and that means no."
Her fierce and aggressive demeanor was incredibly cute to Ji Yan. "Okay, I'll listen to you, baby."
While Shen Muqing was waiting to pay, Ji Yan took advantage of her inattention and put the two boxes into the shopping bag.
That evening, Shen Muqing finally asked the question that mattered most to her: "Ji Yan, which room am I sleeping in?"
Ji Yan's house is quite large. Shen Muqing had observed it before and found that it had four rooms, one of which was definitely a guest room.
Ji Yan pushed her suitcase to the master bedroom. "Baby, you sleep in this room."
In Shen Muqing's mind, the master bedroom was where the owner of the house slept, and this blatant implication made Shen Muqing resistant.
"Does Ji Yan have any other rooms?"
"Does the baby not like this room?" Ji Yan asked, showing the layout of his home.
“Baby, this room was specially prepared for you. I’ll sleep next to you. There are four rooms in our house. Besides the two for sleeping, the other two are my gaming rooms and the last one is a storage room.”
This time, Shen Muqing was completely dumbfounded. She thought...
"No, no, I really like this room, thank you Ji Yan." Coming to her senses, Shen Muqing gave an awkward laugh and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I really like it, I'm not kidding you."
Ji Yan stared at Shen Muqing with interest, and said cryptically, "I thought the baby wanted to sleep with me."
"Haha, it's getting late, you should wash up and go to bed."
Shen Muqing pushed him out of the room, saying, "Goodnight, boyfriend." Then she neatly closed the door.
Ji Yan stood in front of the door and chuckled softly; his baby was so cute.
Shen Muqing, sitting in the room, wanted to slap herself for her filthy thoughts. How could she think of Ji Yan as so shameless? After all, he had taken her in for the summer vacation.
After washing up, Shen Muqing lay on the big bed, smelling the scent of the quilt. It smelled exactly like Ji Yan's scent, and lying in the quilt felt like being held by him as she fell asleep.
"Buzz"
It's information from the phone.
Y: Are you asleep? Remember to cover yourself well so you don't catch a cold, and don't set the air conditioner too low.
It's a strange feeling. We're right next door, yet we're chatting on our phones, it feels like we're having an affair.
Shen Muqing: Okay, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight!
Y: Good night.
In fact, Shen Muqing hadn't slept at all; she still needed to send gifts to Lu Ze. After more than a month of tireless efforts, Shen Muqing had successfully created the image of a helpless little rabbit who relied on Lu Ze for comfort.
At first, Lu Ze was quite polite and distant when chatting with Shen Muqing. Later, he began to subtly hint at the possibility of meeting up, as he simply wanted to see his fan.
But Shen Muqing felt that the time was not right yet, and he had to fish some more. Fish that bite too quickly always had to be fought for a while until they ran out of energy.
There's a saying that goes something like this: the more you can't get something, the more it itches in your heart; it's always the unattainable thing that stirs your desire.
Shen Muqing would also occasionally post some beautiful photos that only he could see, which made Lu Ze even more eager to see them.
At Ji Yan's house, you really don't have to lift a finger. You live a life where everything is done for you, and Ji Yan takes care of everything.
A month of summer vacation slipped by in the blink of an eye, and Shen Muqing had completely come to regard this place as her own home.
Sometimes when Ji Yan goes out on errands, he always asks Shen Muqing if she wants to come along.
Shen Muqing was incredibly lazy, using the excuse that it was too hot outside to avoid going out. Ji Yan spoiled her, bringing her back whatever she wanted.
That evening, Shen Muqing was browsing Lu Ze's live stream as usual when there was a knock on the door.
Without a doubt, it was Ji Yan. Shen Muqing turned off her phone, went downstairs barefoot to open the door.
Ji Yan, who had just finished showering, was wearing a bathrobe with his collarbone partially exposed and looked aggrieved. "Baby, the air conditioner in my room is broken."
His gaze fell on her bare feet, and he immediately picked her up and carried her to the bed, his tone accusatory.
"How many times have I told you, baby? The ground is cold, you can't go barefoot."
Sitting on the bed, Shen Muqing didn't care at all. Her first question to him was, "What's wrong with the air conditioner?"
"I don't know, maybe the wiring is broken, the remote control won't turn it on."
Knowing that talking to Shen Muqing would be pointless, Ji Yan pretended to be pitiful, "Never mind, baby, I can sleep even without air conditioning."
Just as he was about to leave, Shen Muqing tugged at his robe and said, "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
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