Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian looked at Jun Jiuyan in a daze, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

This man didn't say anything else, he was all about himself, he only asked who bullied him.

Mu Qianqian shook her head, "No one."

She didn't want Jun Jiuyan to get involved in the affairs of Mu's family again. Originally, he was able to stay out of it from the beginning, but because of his own existence, he got involved again and again.

Mu Qianqian hoped that Jun Jiuyan would worry less, but she never thought that such a reaction of hers would be a big problem in Jun Jiuyan's eyes.

Facing everything about Mu Qianqian, Jun Jiuyan has always been sensitive.There is almost nothing that can make her feel so uncomfortable, and Jun Jiuyan knows what makes her feel uncomfortable and is unwilling to tell herself.

The fingertips rested gently on the corners of Mu Qianqian's eyes, "Hey, don't cry."

Mu Qianqian took a deep breath, then nodded desperately.

"After crying for so long, I still said that I am not a little crying bag."

Mu Qianqian was embarrassed, her empty heart was filled by Jun Jiuyan in such an instant.

"Jun Jiuyan..." Noticing at this moment that her throat hurts badly, Mu Qianqian frowned.

Jun Jiuyan also noticed her movement and sighed softly, "Wait for me."

As soon as he stood up, he was grabbed.

Mu Qianqian grabbed the corner of her clothes with her hands and did not let go.

Jun Jiuyan squatted down and looked at her, "What's the matter? I'll bring you a glass of warm water to moisten your throat."

"No." Mu Qianqian kept shaking her head, even if Jun Jiuyan was face to face with herself, she would not let go.

Jun Jiuyan felt sorry for her, but couldn't open her mouth.

I could only change my position and sit on the edge of the bed, "Then I can give you a hug?"

Mu Qianqian nodded.

Jun Jiuyan held her in his arms and pressed her against his chest.

Listening to Jun Jiuyan's heartbeat, Mu Qianqian's eyes began to turn sore again.

Feeling that the clothes were slightly wet, Jun Jiuyan frowned, "Little guy..."

"Jun Jiuyan," Mu Qianqian hugged Jun Jiuyan so tightly for the first time, with her head buried in her chest.

"I'm here."

"Am I born to be annoying?"

"Nonsense," Jun Jiuyan pursed his thin lips, thinking about the comforting words that were forced to spread before.

Jun Jiuyan said, "Why are we Qianqian annoying, it's too late to be liked."

"Then why I lost my mother, but my father still misses others."

"That's because he's sick, not your problem."

"But me," Mu Qianqian flattened her mouth, her voice trembling, "I thought I didn't care, but it's so uncomfortable."

"Jun Jiuyan, I'm really sad..."

Finally, Mu Qianqian couldn't hold back and burst into tears on Jun Jiuyan's chest.

She didn't cry when she broke up with the Mu family, and Mu Qianqian didn't cry when Mu Qingshan was about to confess the crimes for the two mothers and daughters.

But at this moment, Mu Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore, and when her emotions reached their peak, she vented completely.

She cried so hard that her whole body was convulsed.

Jun Jiuyan had no way to stop it, because he knew that Mu Qianqian also needed to vent.

He could only hug her and pat her on the back again and again.

"Good."

"The little guy is the best."

"My shallowness."

The shortest words, but with the most patient company.

Mu Qianqian hugged Jun Jiuyan and cried for a long, long time, until she had no tears, and cried until she fell asleep.

Jun Jiuyan hugged Mu Qianqian like this for several hours.

He could have waited for Mu Qianqian to fall asleep and put Mu Qianqian on the bed, but Jun Jiuyan didn't.

He was afraid that Mu Qianqian would wake up suddenly, and also afraid that he would disturb her by changing his movements.

Jun Jiuyan's only patience and love for so many years was given to Mu Qianqian, which Jun Jiuyan himself gave to himself.

Jun Jiuyan has never cared about himself, doesn't care, or even indulges.

But for Mu Qianqian, she has reached the state of being meticulous.

Mu Qianqian didn't sleep well this time, the dream was a combination of scenes from childhood to adulthood, interspersed with what she saw from the perspective of a third party.

But fortunately, at the most uncomfortable time, there was a deep and gentle voice calling to me all the time.

So, Mu Qianqian woke up.

When you open your eyes, you can see the clothes on Jun Jiuyan's chest, and when you look up, you can see his patiently drooping eyebrows and eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Jun Jiuyan asked her.

Mu Qianqian opened her mouth, "You, your clothes are wet."

"fine."

"Go and change," Mu Qianqian moved away, "wet clothes are not good."

"It's okay." Jun Jiuyan looked at Mu Qianqian.

"You go," Mu Qianqian avoided his gaze, "Go and change, I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Jun Jiuyan went back to the room to change clothes, and served Mu Qianqian a cup of pear soup.

"Drink it while it's hot to moisten your throat."

Mu Qianqian took it, didn't drink, and kept looking at Jun Jiuyan.

"What's the matter?" Jun Jiuyan hooked the corner of his mouth, "I added honey for you, it's very sweet."

"Jun Jiuyan," Mu Qianqian's mouth tightened, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"Huh?" Jun Jiuyan twitched his brows, "Why bother?"

"Because..." Mu Qianqian felt that it was hard to tell. The Mu family had troubled Jun Jiuyan countless times, and she felt ashamed.

"Because of what." Jun Jiuyan leaned on the ground with one knee, holding Mu Qianqian's face in his hands, "Don't think wildly, no matter what it is, I hope you can tell me as soon as possible."

"But there are some things," Mu Qianqian frowned, "I even feel very annoying."

"If you find it annoying, leave it to me." Jun Jiuyan put a kiss on Mu Qianqian's eyelid, "From now on, you have to remember that we are one."

"You and I are one whole."

Mu Qianqian didn't speak, but she was shocked.

Jun Jiuyan regards himself as a whole with him, he is such an arrogant person, he can be restrained willingly.

"Jun Jiuyan," Mu Qianqian leaned over and hugged Jun Jiuyan.

I still have pear soup in my hand and almost spilled it.

"You," Jun Jiuyan took the cup and shook his head, "When you are careless, there will be a bunch, what should you do?"

"I don't know," Mu Qianqian's voice was a little choked up, "Anyway, I have you."

With these words, Jun Jiuyan felt satisfied no matter how busy he was.

The little guy is on his own, and that's enough.

Jun Jiuyan hugged her, "Don't rub against my clothes."

Mu Qianqian rubbed her nose deliberately, "I don't have a runny nose, nor do I cry."

"Yes," Jun Jiuyan was very cooperative, "You don't have anything, it's all me. I drank the pear soup first, and my voice didn't sound right anymore."

"Do you despise me?"

"I don't dislike it, but I hope you are well."

Mu Qianqian obediently drank the pear soup, "Why are you back today?"

"Accompany you."

"Then I'm fine now, you can go back to the company."

"Well, wait a minute."