Chapter 52, the baby cried so pitifully.
Thinking of this, Shang Qiyue gently patted the person in his arms and continued to coax them with great patience.
Mu Yan gradually lost his strength from crying, so Shang Qiyue found him a bottle of mineral water and gave him some to drink.
The car's shock absorption was good, and Lao Wu drove very steadily. Mu Yan carefully took the water and drank a few mouthfuls without spilling any.
He wasn't actually that sad anymore, but when he started crying, it was like some kind of inertia; even though subconsciously he felt he didn't want to cry anymore, he still couldn't stop sobbing.
He has seen through Lu Chong, which is a good thing.
Mu Yan wasn't a person who clearly distinguished between likes and dislikes. He would remember very well if someone helped him in the slightest, but he rarely took the initiative to recall those unpleasant things if someone bullied him.
The villagers took Lin Guojun to gamble and play mahjong. When he was a child, the other children laughed at him for his mother running away and for the holes in his clothes. They isolated him and wouldn't play with him. He knew all of this.
However, when he was admitted to University A, the village chief held a simple banquet as his college entrance celebration, saying that Mu Yan was the first college student in the village and asking everyone to give him some money as a gift.
The money helped Mu Yan a lot with tuition, travel expenses, and the purchase of mattresses and bedding for boarding school. So, in Mu Yan's heart, despite the many grudges they had, those neighbors were still people he was grateful to.
If he hadn't learned Lu Chong's true identity today, perhaps years later, when he thought of Lu Chong, he would still remember some of Lu Chong's good qualities. After all, Lu Chong had been with him for three whole years, and upon reflection, there were still many things worth cherishing.
Now that he sees Lu Chong for who he really is, he will never remember his good points again.
Shang Qiyue took a tissue and wiped away his tears. His eyes hurt from crying, and even the soft tissue hurt a little when he wiped them.
The car stopped downstairs at the apartment building that Shang Qiyue had arranged for him to stay in. Shang Qiyue opened the car door and got out. He bent down to button up Mu Yan's coat, then put one arm around Mu Yan's knees and supported his back with the other, lifting him up from the back seat and carrying him all the way home.
Mu Yan wanted to refuse, but in the end he couldn't resist Shang Qiyue. He didn't dare to cause any more trouble for Shang Qiyue, so he quietly nestled in Shang Qiyue's arms.
The lights were on in the house; Shang Qiyue liked his house to be brightly lit, which was probably what wealthy people did. Mu Yan thought it was a waste of electricity, but she wouldn't argue with him about it.
Shang Qiyue carried him straight into the bathroom and put Mu Yan directly into the bathtub: "Take a hot bath, it will make you feel better, but don't soak for too long."
"Take a bath and get some sleep, and when you wake up the next day, nothing will seem like a big deal."
Mu Yan nodded, her face still streaked with tears, but her eyes gradually cleared from their daze.
After crying for a long time, his mind became a little hazy. Upon hearing Shang Qiyue's words, he subconsciously began to take off his clothes one by one.
He was halfway through undressing when he realized that Shang Qiyue was still there. But the two of them had already seen everything, so stopping at this point would obviously be even more awkward. Mu Yan simply continued to undress and sat down in the bathtub.
He wasn't very good at using Shang Qiyue's bathtub, so Shang Qiyue came over to help him, showing him how to adjust the water temperature and turn on the massage function.
There's not much to explain about the bathtub, but for some reason, Shang Qiyue just wanted to stay there a little longer. For a moment, the only sounds in the bathroom were the water and the two of them breathing softly.
When Mu Yan was emotional, the smell of bread emanating from him was especially strong. Shang Qiyue really wanted to be close to him.
Mu Yan had low blood sugar, he remembered that. Shang Qiyue made an excuse for himself, saying that he was not in good health and might faint while taking a bath, so he should just stay by his side and watch over him.
"Thank you for today, sir." Mu Yan looked up at him and said earnestly.
His voice was hoarse from crying for so long, and his eyes and the tip of his nose were red. Tears made his eyelashes clump together.
As the steam rose, his fair skin was enveloped in a light pink hue.
Mu Yan didn't know exactly how things had gone wrong that day. He had originally wanted to help Shang Qiyue with his hand, but he just couldn't manage to.
My hands are already very sore.
Mu Yan suddenly felt very wronged.
Everyone is bullying themselves.
Why is everyone bullying him?
That omega named Wen Ling, the people at the banquet, and Lu Chong... now even this one is bullying him.
Mu Yan suddenly didn't want to help him anymore.
"You..." Mu Yan lowered his head in despair, not wanting Shang Qiyue to see his expression.
That way you don't have to worry about anything or think about anything.
Even those sad thoughts could be banished from his mind without reservation.
"........I want you too."
Shang Qiyue was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, and his breathing became heavier.
"Weren't you tired today?"
Mu Yan shook his head.
"Are you... tired?"
"Of course I'm not tired."
Not only was he not tired, Shang Qiyue was brimming with energy.
He leaned down and kissed Mu Yan's collarbone, gently biting it with his teeth and then licking it with the tip of his tongue, as if deliberately wanting to see him tremble.
He whispered in Mu Yan's ear, "Then I won't be polite, baby."
Lu Chong disliked him getting close to other alphas.
Lu Chong hated that he had other people's pheromones on him.
Shang Qiyue remained silent, showering Mu Yan with kisses, one after another, on the corners of his eyes, his earlobes, and the hollows of his neck.
"It's not because of Lu Chong," Mu Yan retorted.
He wanted it himself; even if it wasn't Shang Qiyue, it would have been someone else.
He wanted to do something to temporarily forget all of that.
He wanted to be comfortable and happy.
Mu Yan's breathing became erratic, and her cheeks began to flush from the steam and her emotions.
Shang Qiyue told him to open his eyes and look at him, so Mu Yan opened his eyes. His eyes were brimming with tears, and he was clearly about to cry, but he pursed his lips and tried his best not to make a sound.
Why hold back?
Mu Yan naturally couldn't give him an answer. Holding back his tears seemed to have become an instinct, and he didn't dare to cry out loud even when he was in a daze.
When Shang Qiyue first met him, he said he didn't like seeing people crying and that they should have a sense of responsibility to do things for money.
"It's okay," Shang Qiyue had long forgotten that he had said such a thing, "Save your energy for crying later."
Mu Yan nestled against him, her skin flushed a light pink from the warmth of the water.
His body trembled slightly, but he subconsciously tightened his arms, wanting to hold Shang Qiyue even tighter.
Ripples spread across the water's surface. Shang Qiyue lifted one of his legs and placed it beside him, pressing his palm under the back of his knee as if to comfort him.
Mu Yan tilted her head slightly, and a drop of water slid down her eyelashes from the corner of her eye.
The sound of the water swayed faster and faster with each movement. Shang Qiyue held him tightly the whole time. The warm water did not make Mu Yan worry about being swallowed by the water. Instead, it felt like he was being lifted up.
"When I said Lu Chong wasn't good at sex today, none of you seemed to argue with me," Shang Qiyue chuckled softly. "Did I really make you feel more comfortable than him?"
Mu Yan could barely utter a complete sentence, and could only nod tremulously: "Sir..."
It seems to be true.
Shang Qiyue lowered his head and kissed him with satisfaction, the kiss was urgent and lingering, as if he wanted to take away his right to breathe.
He held the person tightly in his arms, pushing himself deeper and deeper into him, until the water almost overflowed and the sound of the water drowned out all other sounds.
The intense pleasure was like a huge wave, and Mu Yan felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and tears uncontrollably slid down his cheeks.
His pupils were unfocused, and his mouth was open, but no sound came out; only intermittent trembling sounds were stuck in his throat.
"You cried so pitifully today, baby."
"Are you still sad? Is it because...?"
Asking questions at this time is bullying. Mu Yan is almost out of his mind and can only give "hmm" or "ah" as responses.
Neither of these two answers is what Shang Qiyue wants to hear; they are merely reasons for him to continue punishing Mu Yan and launch a new round of conquest after the refractory period.
But before Shang Qiyue could finish speaking, Mu Yan's unfocused pupils slowly regained focus. Then he closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and gently sealed Shang Qiyue's lips with his.
Even without saying it aloud, both of them knew what Shang Qiyue hadn't finished saying.
—Are you still sad? Is it because of Lu Chong?
—I'm not sad.
It wasn't because of Lu Chong.
It's just... because it felt really good.
Even though it wasn't the first time he had kissed Mu Yan, Shang Qiyue was still almost stunned.
Mu Yan's lips were very soft, like something like jelly, but warmer than jelly.
This was the first time he had passively accepted Mu Yan's kiss. Mu Yan's kissing skills were surprisingly good, and he felt even more pleasure than when he had just climaxed.
Mu Yan had never kissed him like that before.
This charming, proactive, and almost soul-stealing Mu Yan was someone Lu Chong could only ever see before.
The thought of this almost drove Shang Qiyue crazy.
But this was the first time Mu Yan had shown this side of himself to him. He knew that if he went crazy at this moment, their hard-won relationship might be back to square one.
But why did he insist on taking things further with Mu Yan? This question flashed through his mind for a moment.
Mu Yan had been very gentle and considerate towards him before, so why did he have such a strong desire to change the status quo?
He wanted Mu Yan to like him too, and he wanted Mu Yan to be as deeply in love with him as she was with Lu Chong, because she cried so much over just a few words.
But why? Wasn't it better the way it was before?
Shang Qiyue didn't want to be distracted for even a moment. He didn't have time to think about anything, and the thought was quickly put out of his mind. He simply held Mu Yan's head gently and deepened the kiss.
The water calmed down, leaving only the two of them breathing heavily together.
He needed to look forward, Mu Yan thought, he didn't want to have anything to do with Lu Chong anymore.
This is the last time. He will never cry for Lu Chong again.
Lu Chong is a bastard, Lu Chong is not worth it, he hates Lu Chong.
“You’ve been soaking for too long,” Shang Qiyue said, pulling him out of the water and wrapping Mu Yan in a towel. “You’ll get sick if you stay in the water any longer.”
But as for Shang Qiyue, he didn't know how to face Shang Qiyue either.
There are still ten months left on the contract.
Shang Qiyue was sometimes very good to him, but at other times he was very bad, even worse than Lu Chong.
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