Dr. Mu gently teases

Mu Zhiqi's apartment has three bedrooms and two living rooms, which is much bigger than Mei Yuena's.

The whole room is mainly white, and because the space is too empty, it gives people a cold feeling.

Apart from the large fish tank at the entrance and the long leather sofa and coffee table in the living room, there is no other furniture in the house.

To his surprise, there are all the utensils in the kitchen, and they seem to be used frequently.

The movers left, and Mu Zhiqi brought Mei Yue out of the kitchen. It was just after eleven o'clock, and there was still some time before the meal, so Mu Zhiqi took Mei Yue to briefly visit the place where they would live together in the future.

Mu Zhiqi first took Mei Yue to their study room, which was converted from a slightly larger side sleeper opposite the master bedroom.

The study room is very large, but it is crammed into two desks at once, and the space always feels a little cramped.

The desks of the two are facing each other. If they work together, they can see the other's face as long as the other looks up.

Facing Mu Zhiqi's arrangement, Mei Yue just chuckled secretly in his heart.

Mei Yue's frequently used office supplies were placed on the table intact, and Mu Zhiqi put the books and gadgets brought by him in a smaller storage room next door.

Mu Zhiqi told him that time is a little tight today, so let's leave things like this for now, and they will put them back slowly in the future.

From the study, the opposite is the bedroom.

Mu Zhiqi's bedroom is still undecorated, with white walls, white curtains, and a white bed. The only thing that comforts Mei Yue is that Mu Zhiqi's bed sheets are not white.

It's just that the dazzling red color is a bit...

Mei Yue looked back at Mu Zhiqi quietly, why did he make a big red bed sheet?

Doctor's hobby?

Have a stubborn liking for red?

Seeing Mei Yue's doubts, Mu Zhiqi's face was a little dark, and he lightly clenched his left hand and put it to his mouth, coughed lightly and said, "I asked my mother, she said that red sheets were laid on the wedding day to celebrate."

Mei Yue: "..."

Mei Yue couldn't help but want to laugh at Mu Zhiqi, because it was the first time he saw Mu Zhiqi, who had always been calm, showing an embarrassed look.

It's just that Mu Zhiqi's mother is exaggerating a bit?

The two of them just obtained a certificate. According to the customs of the older generation in Huaguo, they are truly married only after they have a wedding.

This big red bed sheet is really unnecessary.

Even if it is marriage, um... why is only the bed sheet red?

Mu Zhiqi coughed twice again, drawing Mei Yue's attention back.

"I sleep on a brown mattress, which is a bit hard. If you don't like it, I'll send someone to send me a soft mattress tomorrow."

When Mu Zhiqi was helping Mei Yue move, he noticed that Mei Yue slept on a /latex/gel/mattress, which was soft.

Mei Yue is used to sleeping on soft mattresses, if he is asked to suddenly change to a hard mattress, he will definitely not be used to it.

Mei Yue didn't want to cause Mu Zhiqi any more trouble, so she hurriedly said: "You don't need it, the brown mat is very good, actually, I've always wanted to change the brown mat, but..."

and many more

Mei Yue stopped suddenly, blinked Shuiling's eyes, and stared at Mu Zhiqi who seemed calm in front of him.

Did he make a mistake?

Mu Zhiqi slept on a brown mattress, what does it have to do with him?

Also, he seemed to only see a bed in Mu Zhiqi's place.

So?

and then?

They are going to sleep together tonight! ! !

Mei Yue finally realized the point of the problem.

"You... you mean we... want to sleep together?" Just after she finished speaking, Mei Yue wanted to bite her tongue in disappointment.

Is he being stupid again?

I'm afraid that Mu Zhiqi will tell him about his responsibilities in a serious manner again, saying that they are already married and that husband and wife should sleep together.

Mu Zhiqi's eyes relaxed and became deep, "You mean we shouldn't sleep together?"

look! ! !

"No, no, I'm just...well, okay."

Mei Yue drooped his head and gave up explaining. It seems that facing Mu Zhiqi, he really wants to engrave the responsibility on his forehead all the time!

Responsibility for marriage, responsibility for handling affairs, responsibility to a man who does not leak water.

Does he have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Mei Yue stole a glance at Mu Zhiqi, but was caught.

A big hand was instantly transferred to his head, as if he was licking tea.

It's very frustrating.

Mu Zhiqi smiled and said, "I can watch it directly if I want to see it in the future, why bother to hide."

Mei Yue: "..."

That's not what he meant!

"Oh, by the way, my bed is very small, your big bear may have to find another place."

Mei Yue glanced at Mu Zhiqi's two-meter-wide bed, then at the big bear thrown in the corner, feeling puzzled.

The bed is very, very small, right?

He can sleep sideways!

Mu Zhiqi opened the closet, and all the clothes were neatly arranged in every corner, all white shirts, black and gray suits hanging together, even the socks were unfolded, without any wrinkles.

Looking at the closet, Mei Yue was sure that Mu Zhiqi had ultimate obsessive-compulsive disorder, and his cleanliness index was yet to be considered.

It's just that Mei Yue didn't understand that there was a big deviation between Mu Zhiqi's character and his way of life.

Why is a gentle and refined person's house deserted like an icehouse?

Or is his tenderness a faux pas?

Mei Yue sneaked another sneaky glance at Mu Zhiqi.

Mu Zhiqi's gentleness is not only towards him.

Oops, what is he thinking.

how can that be possible!

See how important it is to think of yourself!

Mu Zhiqi opened the door at the other end of the wardrobe, revealing a large space.

"Put your clothes here first. I have already ordered a bigger wardrobe, but it will take half a month to deliver it. During this period, you will use it first."

soon?

This half of the wardrobe is also much larger than his home.

"Okay." Mei Yue agreed.

"Here's your luggage, pack it up first, I have a call to make." Mu Zhiqi stopped to look at Mei Yue's dazed look, and added: "Or wait for me, and I'll pack it up for you."

"No, no, hehe, I can do this." Mei Yue quickly refused.

Want to be so considerate?

Clothes are personal items.

Mu Zhiqi: "Okay, I'll leave this to you, and I'll go to the opposite side."

Mei Yue: "Okay."

Twenty minutes later, Mei Yue poked out his dark head from the door of the study, and Mu Zhiqi was standing in front of the balcony of the study and talking on the phone.

He nodded and lowered his eyebrows, put one hand into his pocket, raised his eyebrows slightly when he spoke, judging from the smile on the corner of his mouth, this phone call seemed to put him in a good mood.

Mei Yue glanced at the phone, it had been 10 minutes, Mu Zhiqi's phone call was too long.

Who is he calling?

While Mei Yue's thoughts were wandering, Mu Zhiqi hung up the phone, turned around and saw a big head protruding from the door of the study, his fair cheeks were pressed against the door, and his mouth was pouting, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Is there something wrong?" Mu Zhiqi walked by and knocked on the door frame above Mei Yue's head.

Mei Yue raised her head hurriedly and happened to bump into Mu Zhiqi's right hand.

"Did you touch it?" Mu Zhiqi nervously reached out to touch Mei Yue's head, but Mei Yue dodged it.

Mei Yue's expression was a little embarrassed, and Nuonuo replied: "I haven't met, hehe...I...I want to ask when we will have dinner."

Mu Zhiqi looked at the time on his watch and smiled: "Let's go."

For lunch, Mu Zhiqi took him to a high-end restaurant in the city center.

The high-end dishes, considerate service, and luxurious venue fully adhere to Mu Zhiqi's responsibility of "the first meal of marriage must be formal".

But Mei Yue doesn't know what to eat because of this "responsibility". Will he also have the responsibility of sex/love at night?

Mei Yue shuddered.

I dare not think about it any further.

After lunch, Mu Zhiqi answered the phone again, this time he was really called by the hospital, Mei Yue could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He returned to their common home under the escort of Mu Zhiqi.

Chacha was lying on Mu Zhiqi's expensive sofa, staring at the fish tank in the entrance.

He took the notebook to the living room on the grounds of monitoring Chacha.

The notebook was opened, and soon Cheng Hao's profile picture flashed again.

Cheng Hao: Brother, brother, can you download an app on your mobile phone, so that I can't find people all the time.

Mei Yue immediately turned back: What's the matter?It's good for you to call if you have something to do.

Cheng Hao: Nothing.

Mei Yue: Then you are?

Cheng Hao: Aren't I worried about your testimonials today?Afraid of disturbing your two-person world.

Cheng Hao: Tell me, how do you feel?Where are you two?Is he next to you?

Mei Yue rolled his eyes: He went to the hospital, but I'm at his house.

Cheng Hao:! ! !

Cheng Hao: Living together?

Mei Yue bit the bullet and typed "um".

Cheng Hao: Damn!Is it so fast?he proposed?

Mei Yue: Yes, he said that we will live together after we get married, and he divided the property for me, so I am a little rich man now.

Mei Yue babbled about what happened in the morning, except for Mu Zhiqi's "same bed".

Cheng Hao: I didn't see it, Mu Zhiqi is still a sullen guy.

Mei Yue burst out laughing because of Cheng Hao's "Men Sao", is Mu Zhiqi Men Sao?

He remembered seeing Mu Zhiqi's gentle appearance with glasses in the hospital, not to mention, it was really possible.

"Dididi" Cheng Hao's message came again.

Cheng Hao: I dare say, tomorrow you have to see him for hemorrhoids again!

"..."

Mei Yue's face turned red, and the thought of having to share the same bed at night made her even more uncomfortable.

Mei Yue: Stop talking nonsense, I don't bother to talk to you.

"Snap" turned off the computer and took a deep breath, but the throbbing in my heart did not diminish at all.

What the hell is he expecting?

He must be crazy!