I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Looking at mu Qingtian's forbidding nervous posture, it turned out that he thought his wife had been bullied.

Yun Zhuran still had a gentle smile on his face. She also stood up, took Mu Qingtian's hand, placed Mu Qingtian back in his seat, and put her hands on his shoulders. Besides, those two hands came from behind. Their faces were pressed together.

"Qingtian, what are you thinking? Do you think someone is bullying me? You underestimate me too. Think about it. Who dares to bully me? No one dares to bully me even if I don't have your backing. Who am I!"

Yun Zhuran also purposely shook his arm, putting on a fierce look.

Mu Qingtian smiled too. He touched his forehead and thought about it. Yun Zhuran was not that easy to bully. His wife is very powerful. However, this made him even weirder.

"Then what's going on? Why did you resign? What's the reason?"

"Because..." Yun Zhuran turned his eyes. "It's not because of anything, just because he doesn't want to do it."

"I don't want to... Do it..."

Mu Qingtian could not accept this reason. In his opinion, Yun Zhuran was the type of career woman who would do anything for her job. And now, she actually said that she didn't want to do it.

Yun Zhuran also knew that this reason could not convince Mu Qingtian. So she hurriedly added.

"Actually, the more real reason is that I'm tired."

Yun Zhuran sat back across from Mu Qingtian. She still had no intention of eating with chopsticks.

"Tired... Yeah. After so many things. You must be tired."

"Yes, that's why I resigned. Didn't you say before that you wanted me to be your full-time wife?"

Mu Qingtian widened his eyes and scratched his head, "Did I say that? I don't remember."

That day, he was just casually saying that he didn't think yun zhuran would agree. Who knew that what was said had come true.

"Yes!" Yun Zhuran said fiercely.

"Okay." Mu Qingtian folded his hands. "I said it, of course I did."

Talking back to his wife is not something a rational man should do. Since Yun Zhuran said he did, he did. Anyway, it's definitely right to follow his wife's words.

With a positive answer, Yun Zhuran immediately calmed down again.

"Yes, since you said so. Then I really quit now. Oh, you're going to feed me."

"Of course." Mu Qingtian agreed without thinking.

After dinner, Mu Qingtian felt very tired, took a bath, went into the bedroom, and was ready to sleep. It used to be the same. Both of them had to work, and both of them worked very hard. Speaking of which, Yun Zhuran's work was a little more tiring than mu Qingtian's. After all, she was a doctor, and sometimes she had to stand for hours for an operation.

But today was different. Yun Zhuran didn't have to go to work anymore. Not only today, but also tomorrow.

"Qingtian."

A faint voice sounded not far away.

Mu Qingtian was half-lying on the bed, reading a company financial statement in his hand. Just now, I felt the light was a little dim, so I moved the table lamp this way.

When yun zhuran's voice came back to him, he maintained this posture.

When Yun Zhuran called him, he simply grunted.

"Qingtian." Yun Zhuran called out to him again, his voice rising.

Mu Qingtian finally looked up and looked at the door. At this glance, the report in his hand fell down. He slipped on the quilt and fell to the ground with a snap, scattering it.

Yun Zhuran wore a translucent nightgown and leaned against the bedroom door. As if nothing had happened, a dim light shone from behind, revealing her perfect curves through her pajamas. Any man would salivate at this scene, not to mention Mu Qingtian, the husband.

"Dyeing." Mu Qingtian swallowed. "What are you..."

"The pajamas I bought today were recommended by Thousand Words. What do you think?"

Yun Zhuran walked over quickly, jumped lightly, and landed on the bed, pressing down on half of Mu Qingtian's body. Then, like a little tabby cat, he followed Mu Qingtian's strong body forward until their faces were too close to get any closer.

Mu Qingtian felt his heart pounding. The temptation was too unbearable.

"Dyeing." Mu Qingtian reached out to grab her. Yun Zhuran also nestled obediently in Mu Qingtian's arms.

"Dyeing, you're so beautiful."

"Do you mean pajamas or..."

"Of course it's about you."

Mu Qingtian's fingers brushed lightly across yun zhuran's hair. Yun Zhuran had just taken a shower and her hair was still wet. Holding her, Mu Qingtian felt like he had the whole world.

"Qingtian, you... Can you promise me one thing?"

"Of course."

"You haven't asked anything yet." Yun Zhuran was a little angry.

"Yeah, haha, I was careless. I haven't asked yet." Mu Qingtian patted his head.

Yun Zhuran laughed and pulled his hand away from his head.

"Stop knocking, it'll get bigger if you knock your head again."

"Haha, I am a big head."

Mu Qingtian joked to himself.

Yun Zhuran thought for a moment and said, "In the future, if I ever do anything wrong to you, you..."

"No."

Before Yun Zhuran could finish, Mu Qingtian flatly rejected it.

"Why not? Actually..." Yun Zhuran almost said it out loud. Fortunately, he held back his words. "In fact, all kinds of things happen every day in the world. Maybe one day I'll get confused. Will do something that I'm sorry for. I..."

Mu Qingtian's fingers pressed against Yun Zhuran's lips.

"Don't say that." Mu Qingtian shook his head. "If you really did something that I'm sorry for. Then I should be the one who should be called self-criticism."

"Why?" Yun Zhuran did not understand.

Mu Qingtian hugged Yun Zhuran and said earnestly, "Because I can't make you happy. I can't make you proud of being my wife. So I should be the one to blame and regret."

These words were like a clear spring flowing through Yun Zhuran's arms. Her eyes were moist. She was afraid that Mu Qingtian would see her, so she pressed her head against Mu Qingtian's chest.

"Qingtian, you're so good to me. I... If there's a next life..."

Mu Qingtian's finger came back and pressed Yun Zhuran's lips again.

"Let's talk about the next life. I want to enjoy this life to the fullest."

Their faces were so close that they smiled at each other.

Mu Qingtian unbuttoned his pajamas. The colleague carried Mu Qingtian over and gently removed her pajamas.

"I know. You women dress so sexy just to get our guy to lend you clothes."

"No, only you can untie my clothes."

"That's right. If anyone dares to take off my wife's clothes, I'll cut him to death. Haha."

Before the laughter fell, Mu Qingtian dyed yunzhu under his body.

"Dyeing, let's have a baby."

"Yes. Okay. I want it too."

"Well, that depends on my efforts."

Mu Qingtian waved his arms in preparation for a night of fighting. Yun Zhuran smiled, nodded Qingtian's forehead, then covered his mouth with his hand and continued to laugh.

However, that hand was quickly pulled away by Mu Qingtian. Next, two lips, full of masculinity, were captured from above.

The romantic night began.