Chapter 33 "Good Baby".
"Do you like this? Your face is so red."
Mu Yan quickly shook his head: "No, I don't like it."
Seeing Shang Qiyue's ambiguous smile, and fearing he might think she was playing hard to get, Mu Yan quickly repeated, "I don't want this."
"Go take a shower."
"You go ahead and wash them," Mu Yan shook his head. "I'll wash the dishes first."
Shang Qiyue frowned: "What's the point of washing this? Just put it in the sink, and I'll have someone wash it tomorrow."
Mu Yan didn't want to disobey Shang Qiyue on this matter, so she gently agreed.
This single-level apartment originally had two bathrooms. When Mu Yan came out after taking a shower, Shang Qiyue was already sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for him.
He patted his leg, gesturing for Mu Yan to sit down.
Mu Yan obediently sat on Shang Qiyue's lap, facing him. The moment he sat down, Shang Qiyue reached out and supported his waist. Their faces suddenly became very close, and they could feel each other's warm breath.
Mu Yan tactfully leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips.
Shang Qiyue smiled, cupped Mu Yan's head, and deepened the kiss.
“Good boy,” he patted Mu Yan’s hands hanging at his sides, “help me unbutton my pants.”
After the kiss, Mu Yan wasn't as wooden as usual. He softly hummed in agreement and did as Shang Qiyue instructed.
Shang Qiyue carried him to the bed. Mu Yan had just finished showering, and the room was heated. He was only wearing a loose-fitting house dress. When Shang Qiyue took off his clothes, it was like unwrapping a gift.
"Baby is so beautiful." Shang Qiyue praised her without reservation while lying in bed. "...Baby, are you out of energy? You'll be fine in a little while, very soon. Relax a little, okay? You're going to bite me to death, be good."
Mu Yan's eyes were even more beautiful when they were filled with tears, especially when his tears were not related to any emotion such as sadness or grievance, but were simply a physiological reaction.
Shang Qiyue couldn't help but lean in and wipe away his overflowing tears with her lips.
Mu Yan's cheeks were flushed, and she looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, her whole body glistening with moisture, making her extremely beautiful.
"I...I'm fine...okay," Mu Yan answered haltingly, his mind somewhat hazy, barely able to recall what Shang Qiyue had said a few seconds earlier.
His voice sounded a little different than usual, a bit hoarse from exhaustion.
"Does the baby want some water?" Shang Qiyue asked.
Mu Yan could barely think straight; it took him a while to process what Shang Qiyue was saying after the initial shock.
He was indeed close to dehydration; for some reason, he was extremely thirsty.
But he refused in a somewhat hoarse voice, "No, it's nothing... You haven't...."
Shang Qiyue looked down at him, smiled gently, and then picked him up.
Suddenly lifted off the ground, Mu Yan instinctively clung tightly to his neck.
Shang Qiyue carried him to the water dispenser, filled it with water, and fed it to him.
Mu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he drank water. After he put down the glass, Shang Qiyue couldn't help but gently bite his Adam's apple.
Mu Yan couldn't stand the stimulation and tilted her neck back slightly, but Shang Qiyue quickly pulled her back and gave her a deep kiss.
Shang Qiyue didn't carry him back to the room, but put him down on the sofa. The dark curtains had already covered the wide French windows, and the crystal chandelier was a bit dazzling. Mu Yan struggled for a moment: "...Won't it be difficult to clean here...?"
"Don't think about that, look at me." Shang Qiyue reached out and turned his chin, and Mu Yan's wet eyes were once again filled only with his image.
Mu Yan mistakenly thought his gesture meant to kiss him, so she obediently leaned in and kissed him.
Shang Qiyue had actually lied to Mu Yan. He actually had a long time to spare. He watched Mu Yan's submissive attitude and how she would always go along with him no matter what, and he felt his desire growing stronger.
He kissed and coaxed Mu Yan, but he just wouldn't stop.
Mu Yan fainted several times, and when she finally woke up, she found herself being held by Shang Qiyue in the bathtub.
"No... sir, I can do it myself."
Shang Qiyue looked at him with his head down and his face flushed: "What are you shy about? We've already done it, are you still embarrassed to let me clean you up?"
"I can do it myself... You don't need to look."
The two were of vastly different strengths, and Shang Qiyue easily pulled the resisting person back into his arms.
"Sir, I..."
"Didn't your ex-boyfriend do this for you?" Shang Qiyue asked.
It was called cleaning, but it was completely different from Mu Yan cleaning himself. Mu Yan was so hurt by himself that he was forced to shed tears.
But Shang Qiyue was right; Lu Chong really... never helped him clean up.
"Why are you crying?" Shang Qiyue kissed the corner of his wet eyes. "Don't cry, baby. He's a bad guy. We'll be good to each other from now on."
"The moment I saw your ex-boyfriend's picture, I knew he was no good. He's the kind of guy who would just walk away with his pants up. He's completely disgraced the alpha class."
Shang Qiyue is really kind and gentle when he's being gentle.
Mu Yan's tears fell even more fiercely.
He couldn't explain whether it was for this reason or not, but he seemed to become very prone to crying in front of Shang Qiyue.
"You didn't cry when you were being so rough just now, why are you crying now? Is it because I mentioned your ex-boyfriend?" Shang Qiyue kissed away the tears that had streamed down his face and asked, feigning displeasure.
"No..." Mu Yan was afraid that Shang Qiyue would be unhappy, so she quickly snuggled up to him and nestled in his arms as if trying to appease him.
Shang Qiyue seemed to enjoy this flattery and kissed his hair again.
"I just cried too..." Mu Yan explained softly.
Shang Qiyue snorted coldly: "You were clearly enjoying it."
Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, then gently rubbed against his chest.
"How come you've learned this now? You're becoming more and more like a puppy," Shang Qiyue couldn't help but think.
"I cried because you were so good to me..."
"real?"
Mu Yan nodded without hesitation.
"Little liar," Shang Qiyue said with a laugh.
Mu Yan looked up at him with some trepidation, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Shang Qiyue's expression did not seem to be truly blaming her.
After cleaning, Shang Qiyue lifted Mu Yan out of the bathtub and dried her off.
"I can walk by myself..." Mu Yan gently pushed him away as he tried to carry her again. Shang Qiyue must be very tired after a long day of work.
"Your legs are shaking like that, and you can still walk by yourself?" Shang Qiyue laughed.
"You've worked all day...you must be tired."
No alpha would admit to being physically exhausted at a time like this, especially since Shang Qiyue wasn't tired at all.
Mu Yan was lifted up by him with one hand, and because he was a little afraid of heights, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around Shang Qiyue's neck.
Shang Qiyue was facing Mu Yan, and couldn't help but hug him and kiss him again.
In fact, Shang Qiyue also knew that Mu Yan couldn't possibly forget his ex-boyfriend so quickly. If he could forget so quickly, how could he have endured so much suffering with Lu Chong?
He heard everything Fu Jiayan told him. Lu Chong had broken ties with his family before graduating from university and lived in a rented room, penniless. Mu Yan followed Lu Chong for almost two years.
However, he still enjoyed Mu Yan's obedient puppy-like appearance in front of him. Even if he couldn't forget Lu Chong, so what? Now he was obediently under him, looking at him with his watery eyes.
Besides, who is Lu Chong anyway? He's known Lu Chong since he was a child. He's always been arrogant and looked down on everyone. Apart from his own sister and Jiang Yizhuo, who can get along with anyone, who else would bother with him?
Only through comparison can one see the difference. Before long, the person Mu Yan wholeheartedly loves will become herself. That useless alpha who doesn't even know how to clean up afterward—I really don't know what Mu Yan saw in him.
Shang Qiyue carried him and pushed open the bathroom door with one hand, then carried him back to Mu Yan's room.
Despite having stayed for over a week, Mu Yan's room remained as tidy as when no one lived there, with the blankets neatly made and a small suitcase squeezed into a corner of the room.
"Are you not used to the place?" he asked Mu Yan. In his eyes, a room so clean that it looked like no one lived there was only a hotel.
Only someone who plans to leave at any time would tidy up their room like this.
"I'm used to it, sir. It faces south, so the lighting is great, and the transportation is very convenient..." Mu Yan didn't know why Shang Qiyue suddenly asked this. He thought about the boasts his landlord had made when he rented a place before, and racked his brains to find some words to praise the room. "I'm not used to it at all. Why do you ask?"
"Then why is it so clean, like no one lives here?"
“It’s not that I’m not used to it,” Mu Yan hurriedly said. “I’ve been restless these past few days, so I tidied up the room… It’s not that I want to leave at any time. If anyone is worried… it should be me who’s worried that Mr. will kick me out.”
Shang Qiyue suddenly remembered that the agreement he signed with Mu Yan did not seem to specify how long the relationship would last.
At that time, he just felt that he couldn't forget Mu Yan after sleeping with her, and wanted to try again to find out what it was about the beta flavor of this bread that made him so obsessed. He also wanted to provide some feedback to the research institute to see if they could come up with any new research directions.
The 1.3 million I gave him was enough to solve his immediate problem, so I didn't treat him unfairly.
However, he now felt that Mu Yan was incredibly satisfying. After sleeping with him again, he not only didn't get tired of him, but liked him even more.
Even if he didn't sleep, just looking at Mu Yan made him happy. She was so well-behaved, never got jealous for no reason, never made demands, and was also a great cook.
Maybe in the future we can coax people to come to Mingkang. It doesn't matter where you work, it's still work. Last year, Mingkang was even ranked in the top 20 of the Fortune Global 500, higher than Xinqi, where Mu Yan is now.
"How could I possibly send you away?" Shang Qiyue looked at Mu Yan, perhaps because alphas tend to use more sweet words afterward. "I like you so much. Are you afraid I won't want you, baby?"
“Let’s set a one-year limit first. If the baby still doesn’t want to leave me by then, we can continue,” Shang Qiyue gently stroked Mu Yan’s hair. Actually, he felt that a year was not enough. “How about I give you an extra 100,000 a month, 300,000? Take a taxi to work, don’t be stingy.”
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