After Qin Nianqing and Song Lianqing hung up the phone, he lay on the bed holding his phone and looking at the ceiling. The forehead that Mu Qingji had just kissed seemed to be hot, and his ears and cheeks also became hot.

He picked up his phone and looked at the WeChat interface for a long time. Finally, he clicked on the chat interface with Mu Qingji. When he was thinking about whether to send something, he saw the "the other party is typing" above his head, and he immediately became excited.

【暮清寂】: Guoguo, it’s time to go to bed.

Qin Nianqing looked at the message and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously. He quickly replied to two messages, then threw back the quilt, turned off the lights, lay down, closed his eyes contentedly, and went to sleep.

【FLY Guoguo】: I fell asleep right away.

【FLY Guoguo】:Good night, brother.

Mu Qingji glanced at the interface of his mobile phone, then looked up towards the direction of the bedroom window where Qin Nianqing was. Seeing that the light in his bedroom was off, he drew the curtains, walked from the window to his bed, replied with a "good night" before lying down, then he lifted the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Qin Nianqing's biological clock woke him up on time. He lay on the bed and stretched, then picked up his mobile phone to check the time. He found that it was only six forty-five, so he put down the phone without any hesitation, turned over and continued to sleep.

He has to wait until the alarm rings before getting up. Today is Saturday, and it's a rare exception, so he has to enjoy it.

However, Mu Qingji was woken up directly by a work call. He got up from bed to answer the call and briefly asked his assistant to postpone the work report meeting for the next two days.

She then asked him to send the work that needed his verification or processing to the villa, and then she hung up the phone. After that, she didn't take a nap and went straight to wash up.

After Mu Qingji finished washing up, he went out to Qin Nianqing's room. Qin Nianqing didn't like to lock the door when he went to bed, so Mu Qingji easily entered his room.

Mu Qingji stood at the head of the bed and looked at the person who had wrapped himself in the quilt, his eyes full of smiles. He bent down and gently kissed Qin Nianqing's lips, and whispered, "Guoguo, good morning."

Mu Qingji gently touched Qin Nianqing's hair, then turned and left Qin Nianqing's room. What he didn't know was that after he turned and left, Qin Nianqing, who was originally sleeping soundly, opened his eyes.

There was a strong sense of surprise and shyness in his eyes. He reached out his hand and touched his lips that were kissed, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Did my brother do it on purpose, or did he just want to give me a good morning kiss? It felt so weird, but I have to say, my brother's lips are really kissable.

"Good morning, sir. Breakfast will be ready soon. Do you need me to wake up the young master?"

Mu Qingji met the housekeeper as soon as he came downstairs. The housekeeper bowed to him very respectfully. Mu Qingji waved his hand, thinking of Qin Nianqing's peaceful sleeping face, and said, "It's okay, I'll go up and call her later, Uncle Wu, you go and get busy."

"Okay, sir, you can call me if you have any requests."

Uncle Wu bowed to Mu Qingji again, then turned and left. Mu Qingji walked to the dining room, was silent for a moment, then turned around and went into the kitchen. The busy cook was driven out by him. Uncle Wu, the cook and the servant did not dare to disturb him, so they stood by the door and watched Mu Qingji make breakfast.

Qin Nianqing finally recovered and got up to wash up. He didn't even change into pajamas. After washing up, he went downstairs with his almost starving stomach. As a result, when he got downstairs, he saw Uncle Wu and the other two staring at the direction of the kitchen with horror on their faces. He was curious and looked over reflexively.

This sight made him stop in his tracks instantly. He stared at Mu Qingji who was busy in the kitchen. Seeing Mu Qingji making breakfast in an orderly manner, he suddenly felt very curious. He and Mu Qingji had known each other for so many years, but this was the first time he saw him enter the kitchen, let alone make breakfast.

Qin Nianqing was full of anticipation for this morning's unique breakfast. After greeting Uncle Wu and the other two, he walked into the kitchen like a leader inspecting, "Hey, are you busy?"

"Guoguo," Mu Qingji saw Qin Nianqing's eyes light up when he saw the fried candy balls on the stove and wanted to reach out to take them. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist, frowning and said, "It's hot, don't make trouble, go to the restaurant and wait."

Qin Nianqing glanced at his wrist, which was being held. The tip of his ears began to turn red. He pulled his hand back with an evasive look and nodded, "Okay, brother, be careful."

After that, Qin Nianqing fled out of the kitchen. Mu Qingji took back his hand in a daze, clenched his fist and looked at him. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes. Was he hiding from me just now? But why?

Mu Qingji suppressed the doubts and the sudden burst of dangerous emotions in his heart, but his gloomy eyes showed that he was in a very bad mood at the moment. Even Uncle Wu and others felt it, but the person involved, Qin Nianqing, was unaware of it and was full of expectations for the breakfast made by Mu Qingji.

Qin Nianqing didn't know what kind of seed his little shyness and evasion today had planted in Mu Qingji's heart, but no matter what, the result between him and him was actually the same.