said don't mess with me

Early in the morning, the sleepy Mucha was woken up by the biological clock.

She habitually retracted her chin into the warm blanket, and stretched comfortably first.

Ok?

How is it fragrant in the bed?

Mu Xia flicked to the left, then to the right, twisting his shoulders and rubbing down, until the whole head retracted into the bed before stopping, taking a deep breath in the warmth.

After a few seconds, she snapped her eyes open.

This scent is exactly the same as the perfume on Han Qingshi's body!

Some bits and pieces flashed through my mind.

Last night, when Han Qing went to deal with work emails, she was bored by herself and just sat there eating cakes.

Tired of eating, I wanted to find water to drink, but I was too embarrassed to ask for it directly. I was afraid of disturbing Han Qing, so I could only shrink back on the sofa and stare at her.

I stared so hard that my eyes were sleepy and I didn't see her find it, so I could only figure out a way by myself.

In the end, one lost control and poured the whole half bottle of wine into his stomach, and successfully floated himself.

after that……

Mucha's lips were dry and a little hot to the touch, which made her uncomfortable.

She moistened it casually with saliva and continued to recall.

Later, when Han Qing came to her after he was busy, he seemed to have said something to her, and... what else did he do?

Mucha couldn't remember.

The mechanical gaze wandered from the ceiling to the window, and then from the window to the head of the bed.

There was a watch there, and the golden sunlight in the morning reflected fine and shiny rays of light.

She had seen this watch on Han Qingshi's wrist before.

So, I'm really at Han Qingshi's house now?Still asleep in her bed?

Mu Xia stared blankly for a while, then rubbed his chin against the quilt into the quilt again.

Move lightly.

Breathing quietly.

Not long after, the hand also retracted.

Feeling something, Mucha quickly sat up enduring the discomfort of a hangover, and lifted the quilt.

The clothes she was wearing yesterday were really changed. She is now wearing a pink pajamas, which are too big, and it looks like Han Qingshi's.

If it is too big, it will look empty and flat on her body.

The same goes for the chest.

Mucha raised his hand, tremblingly opened his collar, and looked inside.

"..."

Wearing nothing.

Was she just so unknowingly stared at by Han Qingshi?

Mu Xia fell back on the bed in despair, hugged the quilt tightly with both hands, buried his face in it, rolled on the bed and cried, "Ah...!"

Tired of crying, Mu Xia spread out his limbs, with a look of lovelessness.

Being seen is just a matter of iron and steel, which cannot be changed. Now I beg God to bless her from doing anything weird to Han Qingshi last night.

Mucha accepted the reality, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tiptoed towards the door.

The door opened, and there was no one outside.

She stepped out boldly, looked around, and determined a direction to look for.

Han Qingshi's family is very big.

Mucha couldn't figure out the pattern, so he stopped wherever he went, and if he didn't find it here, he went to the next place to look for it.

Soon, she saw Han Qingshi in the room near the end of the corridor.

She is doing aerial yoga, surrounded by a large amount of sunshine, and her elegant and confident movements follow the music in one go, like a fairy dancing in the air without a white dress, light and soft, picturesque.

Mucha was fascinated and forgot to call her.

Han Qing saw it from the very beginning, and didn't stop halfway.

After the last action was completed, she walked over barefoot and picked up the water glass to drink water, and asked Mucha by the way, "Did you wash your face?"

"No." Mu Mumu leaned against the door with a dull expression, really like a beautiful piece of wood.

Han Qingshi couldn't help laughing, she walked over holding the cup, tapped Mu Xia's forehead with her fingers, "Go wash your face, come out to eat later."

Mucha came back to his senses, made a coy 'hmm', turned and ran away.

Han Qingshi walked unhurriedly behind her, the corners of his raised lips never letting go.

She used to think that this room was too big and boring, and she could only see herself alone everywhere she went.

Occasionally, Wei Zhen came over to the kitchen with the cheek, but it was just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the silence of one party being busy with work and the other party sitting and drinking, always lifeless.

Today, for the first time, she felt that it would be better to be older.

At least Mucha ran into a room recklessly, found out that he had gone wrong, and the appearance of running out with his tongue out made the quiet morning sunlight concrete—warm, bright, and full of life.

----

Half an hour later, Mucha sat down at the dining table to have breakfast.

Youtiao, Xiaolongbao, and her favorite pear.

The skin was removed, cut into pieces, and placed on a delicate transparent plate with a small silver fork next to it.

On the opposite side, Han Qingshi was biting a steamed stuffed bun with gentle and elegant movements.

There was a computer on the side, and she swiped the touchpad from time to time, looking intently at the content on the screen.

After browsing the industry news, Han Qing closed his computer and took out a wet towel to wipe his hands.

Seeing Mu Xia distracted while covering the cup with both hands, he asked her, "Don't you like drinking milk?"

"No." Mucha shook his head like a rattle.

"Then why don't you drink?"

"..." Accidentally ate too much, I'm full.

Mucha couldn't afford to lose this person, he hesitated twice and didn't answer seriously.

Fortunately, Han Qingshi was not so curious, and he was about to get up after seeing her for a while.

Seeing this, Mu Xia anxiously shouted: "Boss Han!"

Han Qing stopped standing up, sat back down again, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mucha hesitated, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his lips, "I drank too much last night, didn't I do anything weird?"

Han Qing raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mu Xia's lips, which were much redder than usual, and asked, "Which area are you referring to?"

"No trouble for you?"

"Ah."

"Very peaceful?"

"Ah."

"That's good."

Mucha Xuan fell to the ground heartlessly, and by drinking milk, he unobtrusively straightened his waist that had been squatting all the time.

He didn't swallow a mouthful of milk, and was almost sent away by Han Qingshi's next words.

"It doesn't count if I carry you down the GN building and then to my house; if..." Han Qingshi leaned back in the chair, raised his hand and pulled down the loose collar on the right side of the home clothes, looked into Mucha's eyes and said, "This It doesn't even count."

Mu Xia held back the milk that he couldn't swallow, and looked at Han Qingshi's straight and clear collarbone.

Red, red? !

"Pfft!" Recognizing what the red mark was, Mucha spurted out a mouthful of milk.

Han Qingshi had been prepared for a long time, he was not abused, and he took out the tissue without any haste, handed it to Mu Xia who was on the verge of collapse, and said, "I haven't said what it is yet, why are you panicking?"

Mucha covered her mouth with a tissue, and pretended to be calm, "Why should I panic, what should I panic about, just tell me, what is this?"

Han Qingshi, "Hickey marks."

"..."

"You did it."

"...!"

"Not satisfied once, you bit and sucked five or six times."

"!!!"

No, no.

She must be too sleepy and hallucinating.

She should go back to sleep right away.

"Ha——" Mucha yawned pompously and wanted to leave.

Before his butt came off the stool, Han Qing's expression tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "Sit down."

"Bang!" Mucha sat back down, sobbing, "President Han, I was wrong, do you want me to kneel down? I can."

Han Qingshi's expression was calm, "I'm not your parents' elder, so don't kneel to me."

"Then how else can I admit my mistake to you?"

"I already recognized it last night."

"?"

Mucha's facial features petrified.

She had a hunch that the way she admitted her mistake must be as anti-human as the obvious hickey on Han Qingshi's collarbone.

"How do I recognize it?" Mucha asked humbly.

Han Qingshi, "Treat the body of the person with the way of the person."

Mucha, "?!"

Han Qing's calm eyes swept across Mu Xia's shoulders, and looked at the curtains that were slowly fluttering in the sun, "You said that being a human being should be fair, so I must leave a hickey on you in the same way."

Mu Xia was heartbroken.

Make people like that first, and then force people to make one for themselves.

Why is she so shameless in life?

"Where is it? Mine." Mucha asked angrily, she decided to find a hardware store after leaving this door, and buy knives to protect Han Qingshi's reputation.

Han Qing was not as good as she wished, "find it yourself." She said.

Mu Xia was about to cry, so much so that she firmly refused Han Qing to see her off. On the way back to school on the subway alone, anyone who laughed seemed to be laughing at her, and when others whispered, she felt that she was discussing the hickey on her body.

But she ran to the toilet and searched up and down.

No front at all!

Behind...she dare not ask someone to help her to see...

This is Han Qingshi's revenge.

Half of the words made her uneasy.

snort!

She will never compromise!

She just wants to see where it is!

Look at it, what it looks like.

----

When Mu Xia went back to the dormitory with a sad face, only Le Qian was there.

Seeing her come in, Le Qian pulled her over, pressed her on the stool and said, "Did you put Boss Han to bed again last night?"

"!" Mu Xia was overwhelmed by Le Qian's words, and retorted loudly, "I didn't!"

Le Qian's voice was louder than hers, "President Han called me last night and told me you were at her place, so don't worry, I heard your pretentious voice at the side!"

"!" Mu Xia's expression was messed up, and his memory came back.

It seems that there is indeed a phone call.

She didn't like Han Qing talking to others and ignoring herself, so she forced her to turn on the speakerphone.

Hearing that it was a woman talking over there, she was jealous and pulled...tore off Han Qingshi's collar, and bit down on the flesh on the collarbone.

Han Qingshi avoided the pain, and she became even more unhappy, glaring at her fiercely and said, "Don't move, or it will hurt you!"

Han Qingshi glanced at the phone that was still on the phone, and then spoke again, his voice lowered a lot, "Then lighten up."

She was so light, biting and sucking, she almost broke the human bone!

After tossing and tossing several times in a row, a red hickey was finally made there.

She poked her fingers in satisfaction and said, "With this mark, you are mine."

After finishing speaking, he angrily grabbed Han Qingshi's hand and put it on his neckline, ordering her, "You bite me too! I will be your man! This is only fair!"

……

Mucha's shame was completely overwhelmed.

Can't sit still.

He slid off the stool, put his back against the diaper, hugged his knees, and lay down on it, desperate to die of shame.

Le Qian just rewatched "Midnight Ring", and she is most afraid of this kind of scene with disheveled hair.

She dug out a hair rope from the dressing box, randomly gathered Mucha's hair and tied it behind her head, intending to look into her eyes, and discuss in depth what happened last night without giving her any chance to fool her.

Unintentionally seeing the obvious red mark on Mu Xia's back neck, Le Qian was shocked, grabbed her collar and stammered: "Mu, Mu, your neck, your neck!"

Mu Xia kept his head buried, "What's wrong with your neck?" The dull voice seemed to see through the world.

Le Qiangan was speechless with her mouth open.

After a while, he hurriedly took the couple vanity mirrors that he bought for himself and Mu Xia back then, held one for her and the other in his hand, looking for an angle to the back of her neck.

Gradually, Mucha's blurred eyes looking at the mirror fluctuated slightly.

One by one, they converge into rivers and seas.

...It turns out that what Han Qingshi said about "treating the body in the same way" is here.

A position that cannot be kissed from the front.

Mucha couldn't imagine the posture of the two at that time, let alone what Han Qing would look like when he was obsessed with one place.

At this moment, she only felt that it was surprisingly hot there, and Han Qing's head was lowered, and the heat of Han Qing's soft lips buried deep on the back of her neck uncontrollably appeared in her mind.

Crunchy numb pain.

With all his strength, he ran around in her body.

She tried very hard to suppress the strangeness.

But I still want to use that strength...to yell out.

"Hoohoo!" Mucha used the mirror as a fan, opened his mouth like a little goldfish and breathed heavily, but still couldn't calm down the wave after wave of heat in his body.

Frightened by the exaggerated redness on Mu Xia's face, Le Qian squatted beside her, bumped her with her elbow, and said tentatively, "Mumu, did you really do this?"

Mucha couldn't stand the excitement at all right now, and when she heard Le Qian's words, she angrily denied, "No! We have nothing!"

"Then why are you blushing?" Le Qian became more rational, "Even if you didn't do that, you must have done something unsuitable for children, otherwise it would not be this reaction."

Mu Xia's eyes turned red anxiously, "You guessed again that I beat someone!"

Le Qian immediately covered her mouth in fear.

One of the two got angry in silence, while the other kept peeking from the side.

The dormitory was eerily quiet.

After a long time, the flush on Mu Xia's face faded, she took the initiative to touch Le Qian, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't get angry at you casually."

Le Qian didn't care at all, "You don't get angry with me, do you still want to get angry with your ex? Don't even think about it, she seems to be celebrating someone's birthday yesterday, I heard that she waited for a long time downstairs in Ren's company, In the end, she was rejected, and ran back in disgrace, and gave the cake to the people in 306. You didn't see her expression when she came back, it was so relieved, but I actually want to know who is so good, help Let's face it."

Mu Xia wanted to say, "Maybe there will be some injustice on the road of immortality", but when he spoke, he suddenly remembered Zhao Jiahui's words last night.

She said that someone gave Han Qingshi a birthday, but she refused.

Did Han Shuyan really order that cake for Han Qingshi?

Mu Xia was a little flustered, cleared his throat, and said to Le Qian with a little pride: "Who else can it be, maybe Mr. Han."

Le Qian was surprised, "What?"

Mu Xia raised his chin quietly, revealing an invisible aura of courtliness, "I said, Mr. Han rejected Han Shuyan, oh, yes, she accepted me."

As soon as the words came out, I felt something was wrong.

Mucha thought about it, but didn't think about it, so he didn't bother to continue.

She stood up on the ladder, shook her numb legs and said, "I'm going to sleep for a while. I drank a lot of wine at the latest, and now I still have a headache."

When Le Qian heard that Mu Xia was not feeling well, she could forget about any problems for a while, so she stood up and asked worriedly, "Do you want me to make you some honey water?"

"No, drink water before going to bed, and have to get up to go to the toilet in the middle. I want to lie still now."

"Okay, then you can go up, I won't go out today, you can call me anytime you need anything."

"Yeah, thank you Qianqian."

"You're welcome, go to sleep."

Mu Xia hurriedly climbed onto the bed, and the moment he lay down, his world spun.

She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the discomfort to pass.

My mind is a mess, stuffed with many clear or blurred pictures.

The last thing left behind was her tall, straight but lonely figure by the window behind Han Qingshi's office door.

Mucha opened his eyes, staring blankly at the empty ceiling.

She wanted to ask Han Qingshi a question.

If the answer is really what she thinks, then she will make her a cake every year in the future, help her celebrate her birthday, and make her laugh.

if not……

Mu Xia didn't think about the question after "no", she took out her phone from under the pillow, and sent a WeChat message to Han Qing: [Mr. Han, besides me, did anyone else want to celebrate your birthday for you yesterday? 】

Han Qing replied quickly: [Yes, I declined. 】

Mucha pursed her lips and hid her nervousness under the quilt: [Then why didn't you reject me? 】

This time there was no reply for a long time.

It took a long time for Mu Xia to become anxious, only to see a sentence popped up below: [Compared to refusing, I might just be waiting for you. 】

A bright smile spread across Mucha's face.

Decided.

She will make it for Han Qingshi's birthday in the future!

She will not let her drink alone in hiding like this year, nor will she be next to the moonlight and be robbed of her warmth by it.

Mu Xia tucked her head into the quilt and typed. She knew that there would be no sound when typing, but she hid in a place where no one was around and asked Han Qing: [Why are you waiting for me? 】

Han Qingshi didn't answer but instead asked: [You are so smart, do you want to think of a reason for me? 】

Mucha bent his legs and thought seriously.

she thinks.

Perhaps, Han Qingshi has gotten used to her harassment from time to time in the past so many days of contact.

Or... She still likes her bluffing a little bit, so she waits...

Mucha's eyes lit up by the phone screen were dimly lit.

Before it was so full that it was about to overflow, she quickly picked up her phone and typed.

Every keystroke seems to carry a silent joy.

Ten seconds later, Han Qingshi received Mucha's reply: [Because you like the feeling of me being by your side! 】

The study is bright.

The green plants by the window grow wantonly in the sunshine.

Han Qingshi sat behind the desk, where the quiet sunlight separated two worlds of light and darkness.

She sat in the bright light and said to Mucha: [Well, I like you. 】

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