Qin Muyang's voice became smaller and smaller as he talked, and finally fell asleep with his head shrunk against Ling Qiu's back.

The scorching breath sprayed on the bare back, itching, Ling Qiu wanted to hide but did not dare to move.

Ling Qiu opened his eyes and sighed deeply, but the sleeping Qin Muyang didn't hear it at all.

Ling Qiu fell into a coma for more than ten hours, and now he is not sleepy at all. He lay on his side and touched his abdomen, thinking about the things Qin Muyang said in his mind.The strange thing was that he didn't remember the scene that Qin Muyang remembered.

Was it really as beautiful as he described when he met Qin Muyang for the first time?

Seeing that it was getting dark, Ling Qiu thought about making dinner for Qin Muyang, otherwise he would lose his temper when he was hungry.

Ling Qiu carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the slight movement still woke up Qin Muyang behind him.

Qin Muyang frowned, and snorted unhappily, when he saw that the person in front of him was Ling Qiu, he swallowed back his anger forcefully.

Stretching out his long arms to wrap his arms around Ling Qiu, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

His voice was still a little hoarse when he just woke up, and the words he spoke were a little more lazy and sexy than his usual thin and cool voice.

Ling Qiu: "I'll cook for you, it's evening."

"No need to go, you don't have to cook and do housework anymore, I hired a nanny and servant, and you can take good care of your baby at home."

invite?Qin Muyang is very rough in life, even the nannies and servants can't stand him, and only the temperless Ling Qiu can tolerate him.

Qin Muyang hated Ling Qiu in the past, didn't he think about driving him out halfway and get someone else to do it, after all who can't cook and do housework?

Later, several people who were hired one after another were fired by him within two days.

Ling Qiu is very comfortable serving people, he can serve people to heaven quietly.

Almost every dish he cooks is according to Qin Muyang's taste, and sometimes he can tell what Qin Muyang wants to eat with just one look.

At night, I will carefully put bath water for him, squeeze toothpaste and put it away.

The quilt is also changed every three days, and it will be dried in the sun to ensure softness, comfort and no peculiar smell.

In the morning, he will get up very early to prepare a hearty breakfast for his picky appetite.

The things he frequently used at home will be placed in a convenient position for him, and he can get them at a stretch, sometimes he can't find something, just ask Ling Qiu and he will know

He often suffers from allergies, Ling Qiu will go to the Chinese medicine center to get medicine for him to take a bath, and his clothes are also hand-washed and smoked with incense.

The five years they lived with Ling Qiu, before comparing them, it was as if one was in the sky and the other was on the ground.

Based on this alone, he will not throw Ling Qiu away.

Ling Qiu didn't ask any more questions, and slept with Qin Muyang for another two hours before getting up, dressing and going downstairs for dinner.

A few steps down the stairs, Qin Muyang carefully led Ling Qiu along, for fear that he would accidentally fall.

The section of the stairs directly hugged the person horizontally.

He could see that Ling Qiu was a little nervous, "What's wrong? Are you not used to it?"

"A little bit." Ling Qiu lowered his eyes.

He felt that Qin Muyang had changed, he was very tender towards him, his eyes would smile when he looked at him, Ling Qiu really thought that Qin Muyang liked him at this moment.

During the period, he really wanted to ask about the relationship between him and Qiao Ying, but because of his wimpy temper, he always dared not speak, afraid that the answer would not be what he thought in his heart, and also afraid that Qin Muyang would think that he was narrow-minded and caressing.

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