I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian yawned and got out of the car.

After a busy night of haggling, the matter was finally settled. The result was quite satisfactory. Although there was a certain gap between them and the expected goal, mu Qingtian was open to it. He understood the simple principle that contented people often rejoice.

In fact, if he persevered a little longer, he could still make a bigger profit, at least one percent.

But mu Qingtian felt that being angry and making money out of it was mutually beneficial. Making everyone rich is the right thing to do.

After the conversation, someone suggested going to the leisure hall. Mu Qingtian can go. He'll pay for it. But he's not going. He's going home to spend time with his wife.

So, he came back.

Originally, The Wind Is Strange said he wanted to find a chauffeur. After all, Mu Qingtian was tired after staying up all night.

But mu Qingtian said it was no problem and he was not far from home.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and sound.

Back home. Look at the time. It's almost half past eight.

He took out the key, opened the door, and Mu Qingtian walked in. As soon as he came in, he heard the sound of running water. He walked to the bathroom door, which opened a crack. Revealing Yun Zhuran's beautiful figure.

Mu Qingtian leaned against the wall and enjoyed it.

"Hey, Dyeing, you didn't close the door."

Yun Zhuran was startled and screamed.

Mu Qingtian laughed.

"Nothing. With your husband here, no one can come over and peep."

Yun Zhuran turned off the water and asked, "Qingtian, is that you?"

Mu Qingtian said, "If it's not me, it's trouble. Is there another man in our house? If that's the case, I'll fight him to the death."

Yun Zhuran's heart shook.

She forced a smile and said, "How could it be? How could it be?"

After saying it twice in a row, she felt her voice shaking.

Fortunately, Mu Qingtian didn't care. He yawned.

"Dyeing, you didn't go out today?"

"No." Yun Zhuran answered simply.

"Oh, that's good. It's good to stay at home for a while. Actually, I would rather you be a full-time wife."

"Full-time wife? You want me to..."

"But I also know that you will never agree. Haha."

Mu Qingtian smiled and rubbed his temples. His head hurt so much that he wanted to sleep now.

He walked to the sofa and leaned his head against the armrest.

"Dyeing, why don't I wash with you?"

"No, never."

Yun Zhuran cried out hurriedly.

After that, she also felt very out of place and added.

"I'm done with it. I'm done, you can wash again."

This was Yun Zhuran's fifth bath this morning. No matter how much she washed, she felt a smell coming from that man. It smells disgusting.

However, no matter how hard it was washed, it was futile and could not be washed off.

She wrapped her towel and walked out. In the living room, Mu Qingtian had already closed his eyes and snored.

"Qingtian, are you asleep?"

Yun Zhuran leaned over to Mu Qingtian, squatted down, and stared at the man's face.

It was a reassuring face.

For a moment, Yun Zhuran burst into tears.

"Qingtian. I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry..."

Yun Zhuran whispered.

I don't know how many times I've said I'm sorry.

Mu Qingtian's snoring became louder and louder, and he couldn't hear it at all.

Yun Zhuran leaned his head over, even his entire body. She suddenly noticed that the sofa was a little small.

No, maybe it wasn't a smile, but a distance between her and Mu Qingtian.

Remember that together, the two of them always liked you on the sofa, and even made out on the sofa.

At that time, Mu Qingtian would hold Yun Zhuran tightly, and their bodies would be so tight that even if the sofa was so small, it could accommodate both of them.

But now, the sofa was small.

"Dyeing..."

Mu Qingtian suddenly spoke. Yun Zhuran's face turned white with fear.

"Dyeing, I'm sorry."

It was Mu Qingtian who said sorry this time.

Yun Zhuran didn't know where to start with this apology. Just as he was about to ask, Mu Qingtian started again.

"Long Yue and I really don't have anything. I care about her because she's my family. It's family... But, I also admit that after spending a lot of time with her, sometimes, some of the actions are too intimate. Yesterday, yesterday, I don't know what happened. He picked her up. I'm sorry, Dyeing. I'll pay attention next time. I'll pay attention next time."

Mu Qingtian's voice was very vague, and he didn't know if he was awake or asleep, or if he was half asleep.

"Dyeing." Mu Qingtian spoke again. "I admit, deep down in my heart, I still have this feeling for dragon moon. But I promise. I would never do anything beyond the bottom line. If I do, god will chop me to death. Let me go to hell. Let me..."

Yun Zhuran quickly pressed his finger against his lips.

Mu Qingtian stopped talking. Snoring sounded again. He slept more soundly.

Yun Zhuran's fingers moved away from his lips and slowly went up to touch Mu Qingtian's face. Because he hadn't slept all night, his face was a little greasy, and because he was driving outside, his face was stained with some dirt.

She rushed to the bathroom to get a basin of water, soaked the towel, and wiped mu Qingtian's face. Mu Qingtian's face was oily, and the water became muddy after he wiped it. After all this, pack up everything. Yun Zhuran returned, still staring at Mu Qingtian's face and speaking in a lower voice.

Qingtian, I wanted to confess to you, but I'm sorry, I really don't have the courage. I'm sorry. I really can't help it. I... I..."

Tears welled up again.

Yun Zhuran is such a strong woman. Ever since she was a child, she had lived independently and had to take care of her mother. Nothing could stop her.

But today, she really had a problem.

Be honest.

It's not easy. Will Mu Qingtian forgive me for telling you what happened yesterday? Even if he forgives him, it will certainly cause an irreparable wound in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhuran shook her head hard, and she was even less courageous to say it.

She pressed her face against Mu Qingtian's. The temperature of that face, the smell of that person, the skin of that person, she had felt it countless times. She only hoped that in the future, she would feel so intimate.

The incident passed minute by minute. Yun Zhuran also fell asleep. She fell asleep on Mu Qingtian's chest. Because there, she could hear Mu Qingtian's heartbeat. As long as she heard this voice, she would feel at ease.

Not long after, Mu Qingtian woke up.

As a businessman, he never slept too soundly. Only at home. Because this is home, there is no need to think about anything. So, you can relax and have a good sleep. Plus, there were people at home who loved him and loved him. That person was Yun Zhuran.

He looked at the way Yun Zhuran was sleeping and smiled with relief.

Dyeing, you're asleep. You look so beautiful when you sleep. But why do you look more tired than me? That's right, you're a doctor. I used to be too tired, but now I need to get some sleep. Okay, go to sleep. Have a good dream."

How did he know that Yun Zhuran didn't have a good dream?