The CEO's Private Baby
The taxi stopped at the entrance of the villa area, and Wanqing took out her wallet to pay. Although she told Xu Kewei that the living expenses were already included in the tuition, Xu Kewei still gave her three hundred yuan, saying that she couldn't be penniless when she was away from home.
She wanted to come here, so she took out 100 yuan to pay for the bus fare. But Xu Kewei said that 100 yuan could not do much, and insisted that she take 200 yuan.
Wanqing got the change and got out of the car, took her suitcase, and slowly walked in. Although it was cloudy, it was also a bit hot and humid. When she reached the door of the villa, she was already sweating, and it was sticking to her clothes, making her feel uncomfortable.
Coming back here, Wan Qing was a little nervous, and when she thought of Mu Tianyang coming home from get off work... the scene a few days ago appeared in her mind. He really acted like a madman that day and almost killed her.
She knew how powerful he was, and she couldn't escape him. Besides, he had called her over that day, so she naturally didn't dare to disobey. If he hadn't said anything, she could still pretend she didn't know and go directly to school.
When she walked into the house, she was startled to see Mu Tianyang sitting on the sofa. Didn't he go to work?
Mu Tianyang was reading the newspaper with his head down, wondering if she would come back. He had been sitting here since yesterday. Classes would start the day after tomorrow, and she would probably go to school a day or two earlier. He was afraid that she would come, and he was afraid that he would miss her... But she had already said "no", and he had agreed, so she would definitely not come.
He was just daydreaming.
Suddenly he heard a sound, he looked up and saw her standing at the entrance with a suitcase. He held his breath, fearing that she was fake, an illusion, and he could blow her away with one breath.
Wanqing didn't expect him to be at home, and she couldn't move for a while. After a long time, she put down the box, lowered her head and slowly changed her shoes.
Mu Tianyang looked at her, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He put down the newspaper a little nervously and slowly walked towards her.
Wanqing felt him approaching and was a little nervous when taking off her shoes.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?" He stopped in front of her.
Wanqing was stunned, and stood up in her slippers: "I mean, don't pick me up at my house..." After saying that, she felt annoyed. If she had known that he promised not to let her come here, she would have gone directly to school!
After hearing this, Mu Tianyang was delighted and suddenly hugged her tightly.
"It hurts..." Wan Qing moaned. It hurts so much, I feel like I'm being crushed.
Mu Tianyang let her go, held her face and kissed her, then let her go: "You are sweaty, go take a shower!"
When Wanqing heard about taking a shower, her body stiffened for a moment, and then she carried the box upstairs as if nothing had happened.
Mu Tianyang looked at her back, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he felt as if his heart was filled.
After taking a shower, Wan Qing walked into the dressing room and found Mu Tianyang standing in front of her closet, with her hands and feet becoming a little unnatural.
Does he want it now? Wanqing squeezed the towel on her chest, her body becoming stiff. After a moment, she ordered herself to relax, so as not to ruin his "sexual interest" and make him unhappy...
Mu Tianyang opened the closet door, and his slender fingers touched her dress, one by one, as if studying some artwork. When he heard her coming out, he turned around and saw a picture of a beauty emerging from the bath - her hair dripping with water, half wrapped in a bath towel, like a lotus emerging from the water, delicate and charming.
His fingers paused slightly, and a hint of lust flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Never mind, she made him so happy today, he should reward her well. She rejected sex, so he would not force it for the time being.
Closing the closet door, he walked towards her and pulled out the stool in front of the dressing table: "Sit down."
Wan Qing didn't know what he was up to, so she just sat down obediently.
He picked up the hair dryer and blew her hair gently. She stared blankly at the two of them in the mirror, and suddenly she was a little confused about him. She admitted that if he was not Mu Tianyang, if he had not hurt her, he was really a good man.
"Have you healed your wounds?" As if afraid that she didn't understand, he added, "Has the swelling gone down?"
Wan Qing's face flushed, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Xiao--Okay, okay."
He lowered his eyes and smiled: "Then today... is there any problem?" She seemed to think that he would want her now? Well, according to the general situation, it was true. Not only would he want her, but he would want her fiercely, making sure she couldn't get out of bed before tomorrow. But who told her to make him happy!
Wanqing tightened her grip on the towel, lowered her head, and said in a voice that couldn't be any softer: "No... no problem." As she spoke, she wanted to cry again. She really wanted to know what she was like now. Forbidden? Mistress? Toy?
Mu Tianyang put down the hair dryer, smoothed her fluffy hair, and his fingers slid across her bare shoulders intentionally or unintentionally. Then, he walked to the closet: "Come here."
On the closet? Wanqing gritted her teeth and walked over. He turned back and stared at her chest. She paused and loosened the towel. The towel suddenly slipped off, and the white tenderness on her chest jumped out, making his eyes flash.
He felt a little eager, but he still turned his head, opened the drawer, picked up a piece of white lace underwear and handed it to her.
Wan Qing was stunned, took it, paused for two seconds, and put it on herself. Is this what he meant?
Mu Tianyang turned his face to her, his mouth corners slightly raised, and he picked up another pair of white lace panties for her. She blushed, lowered her head to take them, and put them on with her back to him. Just as she put them on, she saw him open the closet door and take out a white long skirt from inside.
Wan Qing thought that he was not going to do that, so she breathed a sigh of relief, took it and put it on herself.
He looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Comb your hair."
Wanqing picked up the comb, combed her messy hair, turned around and asked him, "What hairstyle do you want?"
"Well, no need." She didn't seem to know how to do anything else except letting her hair down and tying it into a ponytail. He opened the jewelry box, took out a crystal necklace, stood behind her, and put it on her neck. Then, he lowered his hand, held her slender waist, and looked at her in the mirror.
"Wanqing, smile."
Wanqing listened, slowly pulled up the corners of her mouth, and smiled at the mirror like a dream. Although she couldn't be said to be happy, she was not sad either, and she was very gentle, really very gentle.
Mu Tianyang also smiled. Look, it's so easy to get her smile, just be nice to her. He only hopes that one day she will take the initiative to smile at him, because of happiness and love, without his command.
Mu Tianyang asked Wanqing to pack her luggage and did not touch her. At five o'clock, he drove her out personally and found a secluded restaurant for dinner. After dinner, he took her to a specialty store to buy some clothes.
When he returned to the villa, he saw Tianxue coming. Mu Tianyang frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Tianxue was upset when she saw Wanqing carrying a bunch of branded clothes: "She is allowed to come, but not me?! You bought her clothes again, what about mine?"
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