He didn’t know if family mu had been forcing Mu Qing to go on blind dates recently. Mu Wensheng had given up on him and probably wouldn’t even care about his marriage.
Was Mu Qing still in contact with that Vixen? Would he marry her?
Zhao Anan had a lot of questions, but no one could answer them for her. She felt so suffocated.
Zheng Jing was hiding at the side. Seeing Zhao Anan walking back and forth on the path leading to Mu Qing’s apartment, he felt very tired for her.
This girl was so stubborn. Why didn’t she agree to marry Mu Qing? It was obvious that she liked Mu Qing very much and was walking around downstairs, but refused to go up.
Didn’t she do things very cleanly? His personality was carefree like a boy. When did he become so wishy-washy?
After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhao Anan finally went upstairs. Zheng Jing let out a sigh of relief.
If this went on, he would have to carry Zhao Anan to Mu Qing’s house.
Zhao Anan entered the apartment and pressed the button for the 11th floor. As the elevator went up, her heart started to beat faster.
After getting out of the elevator, Zhao Anan stood in front of the door and put her ear to the anti-theft door. She didn’t hear anything from the inside. She gritted her teeth and took out the key. She opened the door gently with the gentlest movement she had ever done.
The door opened with a “click.”
Zhao Anan had been to Mu Qing’s place many times, but she had never heard the door being opened so loudly.
As usual, she gently pushed the door open, only opening a small gap, and then kept looking inside.
After a while, Mu Qing was still not in the room.
Zhao Anan became braver. She put the key back into her bag, pushed the door open gently and walked in.
Was Mu Qing really not at home?
Zhao Anan felt a sense of disappointment.
She pushed open the door of Mu Qing’s bedroom and saw a figure sleeping soundly on the bed. Her disappointment was immediately replaced by surprise and she couldn’t help but smile.
He seemed to be very tired. The sound of the door opening was a little loud, but it didn’t wake him up.
Zhao Anan walked to the bed gently and sat down. She looked at the man she had been thinking about day and night greedily. Looking at his handsome sleeping face, she felt an indescribable happiness and satisfaction.
So, she was actually so easily satisfied?
She used to think that Mu Qing was annoying when he was walking around her all day. But now that she could not see him and her grandma had stopped her from disturbing him, she felt that she was happy just to see him.
Zhao Anan really wanted to slap herself. She was so useless! Sometimes, he didn’t cherish it and only shamelessly came to her when he was about to lose it.
But she felt that it was good that she was shameless, because at least she could still see Mu Qing.
It’s already past Teno’ clock, why is he still sleeping?
Are you sick?
Zhao Anan touched Mu Qing’s forehead gently.
It’s not hot, so I don’t think I’m sick.
Did you stay up late last night?
Otherwise, he would have woken up a long time ago and would not have been in such a deep sleep even after 10 O’ clock.
Zhao Anan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Mu Qing quietly.
The bright sunlight shone through the clean glass window and filled the entire bedroom.
The bedroom was decorated according to Zhao Anan’s preference. It was luxurious and warm.
The beautiful and expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling had been brought back from Europe by Zhao Zhao under Zhao Anan’s orders. Mu Qing had snatched it and installed it in his bedroom.
This kind of hanging lamp was not suitable for the bedroom, but for the spacious living room. But Mu Qing didn’t want to put it in the living room. He said that he spent most of his time in the bedroom, so he wanted to put her hanging lamp in the bedroom. This way, he would feel better when she was not with him.
There were two bears on the bedside table. Mu Qing had bought them for her 11 years ago when they were still in love. She had only liked them for two days and then abandoned them because they were too childish. Mu Qing picked it up, washed it and put it on the bed. He said,”this is for us. Don’t lose it again.”
On the White curtains, there were all kinds of ugly pigs that she had drawn. Mu Qing tried to wash them off several times but failed. He decided not to do so. He said,”the more I look at them, the more they look like you. I’d better not wash them.”
There were traces of her everywhere, and there were memories of them. It was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
Mu Qing was still in a deep sleep. He didn’t know that a woman had entered his room and was staring at him.
Zhao Anan used to think that the most handsome person in the world was her cold and cool cousin. He was perfect from head to toe, especially his face, which was extremely handsome.
But now, she felt that Mu Qing was the most handsome man.
Jing Yichen was too cold and rational, not as human as her Mu Qing.
The sun shone on his handsome face, making him look gentle and handsome. Zhao Anan wanted to kiss him.
He had a gentle and beautiful face, a straight nose, handsome eyebrows, red and thin lips, and even his ears were very beautiful.
Zhao Anan couldn’t help but laugh.
Mu Qing was so handsome, good at medicine and smart. Why did he fall in love with her?
It was normal for her to like Mu Qing, but it seemed a little difficult for Mu Qing to like her.
It would be great if Mu Qing could continue to sleep like this and not wake up, so that she could watch over him.
Seeing Mu Qing sleeping like a child, Zhao Anan didn’t want to leave.
She lowered her head and gave Mu Qing a Peck on the lips. After a long while, she stood up and walked out of the bedroom.
The door of the bedroom closed slightly. Mu Qing, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes. He touched his lips and his dark brown eyes were full of joy.
Zhao Anan walked into the living room without knowing anything. She suddenly rem
embered that there was a set of clothes in her backpack.
She took off her backpack and quickly took out the clothes wrapped in a gift box. She placed it on the table in the living room, then took out a pen from her bag, pulled a piece of tissue from the tissue box on the table, and began to write on it.
Just as he finished the last full stop, he heard a lazy voice behind him.
“You’re different now that you’re the principal. You even know how to write love letters to me! However, are you sure you want to use a tissue to write?”
Zhao Anan was startled. She turned around and found herself in a warm and familiar embrace.
