Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

During the month of calming down, Song Jiqing has been sitting at home drawing manuscripts, and his skin has whitened a lot.

Cheng Mu supported Song Jiqing's chin, and with the soft flesh on his palm, he asked, "What were you doing at home just now?"

Song Jiqing said in a low voice, "Painting."

"What did you draw?"

Song Jiqing blushed and turned his head away, "That's it...it's nothing."

Cheng Mu's eyes glanced at the screen that Song Jiqing hadn't had time to close, and he looked away slowly, saying, "Oh, it's nothing."

Song Jiqing puffed his cheeks and was speechless.

Cheng Mu leaned over with his elbows, pressed him on the bed, rubbed his face against Song Jiqing's, and asked lightly, "How do you remember so clearly?"

Song Jiqing fooled him: "What, I don't remember."

"Have I ever told you that your calves are beautiful?" Cheng Mu's eyes darkened, "Why are they so white, they turn red when you touch them lightly, huh?"

Song Jiqing was caught by his legs, he was having difficulty breathing, and said, "Cheng Mu... let go first."

"I can't loose it anymore." Cheng Mu bit his lip, rubbed his leg, and his words became obscene, "Song Jiqing, I will make you speechless later, okay?"

This person is too bad. He obviously wants to do such and such a thing, but he still wants to ask for his opinion and ask him if he is okay.

Song Jiqing closed his eyes, not wanting to answer him.

The water vapor in the bathroom slowly floated upwards, and the few strands of hair on Song Jiqing's forehead became wet and moist, sticking to the skin softly, and his arms rested on Cheng Mu's neck.

Water dripped from the fingertips and landed on Cheng Mu's back, and the slightly sunken place was full.

"Sleepy?"

"Sleepy." Song Jiqing's stomach twitched lightly, and he frowned, "I want to sleep."

"No." Cheng Mu picked him up and weighed him, "Why are you so thin?"

Song Jiqing's voice was weak, and his speech was weak, and he said, "Okay, you've exposed me, do you dislike me?"

"How dare you."

Song Jiqing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Fake it."

The phone on the bedside table rang several times, Song Jiqing rolled on the bed, rubbed against Cheng Mu's shoulder, and said, "Why is there still someone sending you a message?"

Cheng Mu reached for the phone and said, "Let me take a look."

Song Jiqing's eyes were blinded by the light from the phone. Cheng Mu covered his eyes with his palms and said, "It's Chen Qingzi. He said he wanted to meet tomorrow."

Song Jiqing said in a muffled voice, "Go."

"I didn't agree." Cheng Mu put down the phone, adjusted the Do Not Disturb mode, and got closer to Song Jiqing, "I should do something during the holiday, and I don't want to work."

Song Jiqing felt awkward, and said, "Maybe I have other business with you, not necessarily work."

"You want me to go?"

Song Jiqing pursed his lips, and said honestly, "No."

Cheng Mu's laughter rang in his ears softly, Song Jiqing blushed with shame, pushed Cheng Mu's abdominal muscles with his hands, and said angrily, "Get out."

"How to get out?" Cheng Mu's muscles were tense, and it felt hard to the touch. He repeated, "I can't get out."

Song Jiqing broke down a little and cried, "You're annoying."

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingzi would come here uninvited.

Cheng Mu was frying poached eggs for Song Jiqing in the kitchen. Aunt Fang opened the door, "Miss Chen?"

"Is Cheng Mu here?" Chen Qingzi smiled, "I brought some specialties from my hometown, others can't eat them if they want to."

Hearing the sound, Song Jiqing poked his head around, met Chen Qingzi's gaze, twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said, "Hello."

Chen Qingzi's expression remained unchanged, and she even smiled at him with great interest, and asked, "Did Mr. Song not go to work today?"

Song Jiqing's smile froze, and he said, "No."

Chen Qingzi opened her mouth and was about to say something more when Cheng Mu came out with a tray and looked at Song Jiqing first, "Ji Qing, breakfast is ready."

Chen Qingzi pretended to be surprised, and hurriedly said: "Ah, it seems that I came at a bad time, and I caught up with you for dinner."

Cheng Mu asked, "Did you not have breakfast?"

Chen Qingzi put down her things, sat on the sofa, and joked, "I've been hungry for a long time, I wonder if I can have the honor to try Chef Cheng's cooking."

Song Jiqing paused while holding the chopsticks, his throat felt astringent, and said, "Miss Chen, let me fry it for you, I'll finish it right away."

He had to mind that Chen Qingzi approached them repeatedly, and even intervened in their lives.

In the face of certain forces, Song Jiqing always felt some gaps belatedly, and then slowly came up with many emotions called loss.

There was a moment of stalemate in the atmosphere, Cheng Mu rubbed Song Jiqing's hair, looked at Chen Qingzi and said, "Sorry, I just finished eating eggs at home."

Cheng Mu's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see any flaws at all, but his indifference reduced Chen Qingzi's arrogance.

In the end, Chen Qingzi couldn't find any other reason, so she sat for a while in embarrassment. She really couldn't get into the atmosphere of the two of them. I still have work to do, so let’s go first.”

Cheng Mu put down his chopsticks slowly and said, "Wait a minute."

Chen Qingzi raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that things had turned around, she said, "What's wrong? Can't bear to part with me?"

Cheng Mu looked at her, and said, "I believe that Ms. Chen is a sensible person. In the future, I should stop doing things that make me lose face, or don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of old classmates."

Chen Qingzi's smile froze, she looked at Song Jiqing subconsciously, and asked, "What do you say?"

Cheng Mu's eyes were sharp, and he said, "My people, I will naturally pay more attention."

Chen Qingzi was stunned, she didn't even know how she got out.

She was raised spoiled and pampered, and was rarely given a cold face by others. When Cheng Mu said these few words, every sentence poked her face and made her feel extremely embarrassed.

She thought it was Song Jiqing's complaint, but he didn't say a word. Instead, it was her little tricks that made people laugh.

Song Jiqing half-chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Cheng Mu looked at his profile, and said, "You've learned to hide it from me, Song Jiqing."

Song Jiqing felt wronged and said, "I'm not a child, so I don't need to report everything to you."

"It's difficult for a strong man." From the corner of the eye, Song Jiqing muttered as Cheng Mu frowned slightly.

Cheng Mu was so angry that he pinched his chin, causing Song Jiqing's mouth to pout slightly, and said, "It's so hard to make you jealous."

Song Jiqing said "ah".

Cheng Mu: "?"

"Give me a bottle of vinegar," Song Jiqing said, "I'll eat one for you."

Cheng Mu twitched his lips and said, "Who is the childish ghost?"

After breakfast, Cheng Mu went to the study to deal with a few temporary documents, and when he came out again, Song Jiqing had already entered the bathroom, and there was the sound of water rushing inside.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mu asked standing at the door.

What to do when taking a shower suddenly.

Song Jiqing was a little choked up, coughed a few times, and hurriedly said, "I've rubbed ashes, I don't feel well."

After taking a shower, Song Jiqing changed into clean clothes and came out. He walked slowly, with an unpredictable expression on his face. Cheng Mu stared at him and asked, "Are you feeling well?"

Song Jiqing hesitated for a while, his ears turned red, and said, "A little bit."

"I didn't see you talking when I woke up today." Cheng Mu got up and approached, Song Jiqing subconsciously tightened his belt, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see." Cheng Mu looked upright.

"No need," Song Jiqing said "hey", "I just took the medicine, and I'm fine."

"When did you buy the medicine?" Cheng Mu suddenly felt like a heartless scumbag, "Why don't I know."

"A long time ago," Song Jiqing wanted to cover his mouth, "If you want to buy it, just buy it. Don't ask so many questions."

Cheng Mu smiled and said, "Okay, you've made progress."

Song Jiqing turned his head and became cautious.

He unexpectedly stood on tiptoe and gave Cheng Mu a sip to stop others from bullying him, then he looked at Cheng Mu softly with his hands behind his back and said, "Say something nice."

As if the switch had been pressed, Cheng Mu immediately retracted the next sentence, and obediently said, "Honey, how can I praise you."

The author has something to say:

Hey, scheming little couple

感谢在2022-03-2621:33:46~2022-04-0422:38:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!