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"What are you doing?" Wen Jingcheng gently pushed open the door of the study, walked to Yan Muqi's side, and the smile on his face froze when he saw the books on the table.

Is he thinking about Mu Chu?he....

"My mother called just now and said she wanted us to go over for dinner. I came out and called you while you were sleeping." Yan Muqi followed Wen Jingcheng's gaze and saw the book in his hand, "This book should be the book that Mu Chu left before. I forgot to take it back when I came down, I just saw it and thought that I would take it back and return it to him tonight." Yan Muqi saw that Wen Jingcheng didn't make any moves, and felt a little flustered in his heart, he knew this book was right for him. Wen Jingcheng will have a certain impact.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jingcheng smiled lightly, "Okay, let's take it tonight, I'm a little hungry, so I'll make some dessert." After speaking, he let go of Yan Muqi's arm and walked out of the study.

It wasn't until he walked into the kitchen that Wen Jingcheng realized that he should have lost his temper with Yan Muqi just now.Although he was smiling, his tone and words were indeed not very good. Wen Jingcheng was a little scared. Yan Muqi only treated him a little better these days, did he start to get carried away?

Does he... think I'm... too much of a jerk?

Wen Jingcheng absently kneaded the dough in his hands, all he could think about was drinking Yan Muqi.Going to eat at Yan's mother's house tonight will definitely be another bloody storm.From the day Mu Chu came back from the beginning, Wen Jingcheng saw his hostility towards him in his eyes.

I don't know if I can have a good dinner tonight, but...the Kung Pao Chicken made by Mrs. Mei is really delicious, I must eat more tonight!

Wen Jingcheng was still thinking about his own affairs, and he didn't even notice that Yan Muqi walked behind him.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Jingcheng was startled by the unexpected voice in his ear, and almost dropped the flour plate in his hand on the ground.

Yan Muqi stretched out his hand to support the bottom of the basin, "What are you thinking, so serious?"

Yan Muqi was very close to him, his back was pressed against Yan Muqi's chest, and he could even feel Yan Muqi's strong heartbeat.Wen Jingcheng's earlobes gradually turned pink, and he even stuttered when he spoke, "I...I was wondering...whether I can eat...the Kung Pao Chicken made by Mrs. Mei."

Yan Muqi looked at the pink and tender earlobe in front of him, leaned up to take a bite, and felt the person in his arms tremble slightly with satisfaction. "If you want to eat, I'll call and ask Mrs. Mei to make one for you. You can eat as much as you want."

Wen Jingcheng thought in his heart that this person was really domineering and unreasonable, so he still said softly, "You don't need to call, all the cooking of Mrs. Mei is delicious, so don't bother her."

"It's what my wife says." Yan Muqi chuckled in his ear.Wen Jingcheng felt the vibration of the chest of the person behind him, and felt the tranquility of the years for such a moment.

The two hugged for a while, and Yan Muqi suddenly said, "Honey, is your dough going to harden?"

Wen Jingcheng snorted, pushed Yan Muqi away, and hurriedly poured some hot water and glutinous rice flour into the basin.While adding, he drove Yan Muqi out of the kitchen. "Get out quickly, don't hinder me here."

Boss Yan, who was kicked out by his wife, raised his hand and touched his nose, leaning against the edge of the kitchen and looking at the busy little wife in the kitchen with a smile.

It seems that living a lifetime like this is also a very happy thing.

After Wen Jingcheng put the sitting bun into the oven, he turned his head and saw Yan Muqi leaning against the door.As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Yan Muqi's smiling eyes, a string in his heart was gently plucked, and he narrowed his eyes and smiled back at Yan Muqi.Before she could straighten up, Yan Muqi dragged her over with one hand and kissed him on the lips.

"Well..." Wen Jingcheng pushed with his hands, and without pushing, he obediently grabbed the clothes on Yan Muqi's chest, and shyly responded to Yan Muqi's kiss.

After the two of them finished eating the buns, they lay leisurely on the small sofa on the balcony.

"If you ever want to hold that signing event, I can find a celebrity to hold the event for you at any time." Yan Muqi put his hand on Wen Jingcheng's head unconsciously, holding a handful of Wen Jingcheng's soft meat in his hand. hair strands.

Wen Jingcheng was amused by Yan Muqi's words, "Do you think this is some kind of meeting? The signing of my book, you find me a star to go there, are you trying to tear down my stage? Why can't I open the signing?" The sales meeting is over, let that little star hold a meeting."

Sometimes Wen Jingcheng feels a little helpless about Yan Muqi's thoughts of a rich man.In my heart, I feel that Yan Muqi is really too cute, but such a cute person is my husband.

Yan Muqi didn't take it seriously, "Then I'll ask our company's celebrities to give you an official announcement in advance, so that more people will come to buy your book."

Wen Jingcheng heard what Yan Muqi said like a child, raised his upper body slightly, and looked seriously into Yan Muqi's eyes. "My own works, I hope that others can read him seriously, and then like him from the heart. I don't want someone to help me promote it, so that someone will know this. They are like my children, and I hope they are They themselves attract others."

It was the first time Yan Muqi saw Wen Jingcheng look so serious, like an inconspicuous star in the depths of the universe, but one day it bloomed with dazzling brilliance, making people reluctant to look away.

"Well, yes, they will be just as attractive as you."