Married first and then fell in love

Chapter 52

Han Qi came out of the restaurant, thinking of delivering food to Cheng Mu, and looking for the painting together when he got off work.

Han Qi went to another restaurant to pack food, took a taxi to Cheng Mu's company, and when he went upstairs to Cheng Mu's office, Han Qi happened to see stacie carrying a stack of documents and went in. Han Qi was afraid of disturbing Cheng Mu's work, so he planned to wait Stacie comes out and goes in.

When stacie came out, he saw Mr. Han coming and greeted him.

"Stacie, Cheng Mu is very busy every day, can't you ask two more secretaries to help him? I will pay the salary." Han Qi complained.

Stacie smiled and thought that she is not very busy recently. She signed a foreign cooperation not long ago, so she is not very busy. The rest of the work is done by her subordinates.

"Okay, Mr. Han, I will try my best to let them finish their work and not bother the boss." Stacie followed Han Qi's words.

After Han Qi thanked stacie, he carried dinner into Cheng Mu's office. Cheng Mu was standing in front of the French window of the office. His shadow appeared on the French window. As the night fell, the lights outside were bright and lively, which made Han Qi see Cheng Mu was deserted and lonely here.

"It's time to eat." Han Qi put the food on the coffee table, walked up to Cheng Mu and hugged him.

Cheng Mu didn't move, nor did he raise his hand to hug him back. The shadow poured out of the French window clearly reflected Cheng Mu's mood at the moment.

Cheng Mu lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the ends of the hair that was hugging others. The hair is so soft that it can be manipulated by others, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can touch it.

The same is also so easy to deceive, as long as others say anything, he will believe it, and a little bit of nothingness can deceive him.

The moment Cheng Mu hung up the phone, he inexplicably remembered that when he was young, the one thing his mother told him the most was to please his father. His mother had no background and married into a wealthy family relying on him in her belly. She is not afraid of the flowers and plants outside, but she is afraid that one more illegitimate child will affect her status and her interests.

So he would pretend since he was a child, so that his father liked him very much, and he never wavered from the idea of ​​changing heirs until he went bankrupt.

"I'm hungry." Cheng Mu said softly.

"Then eat quickly, I'll pack a dish and soup for you." Han Qi came out of Cheng Mu's arms, and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

Han Qi took out the food, which was still warm, tore off the outer packing of the chopsticks and handed them to Cheng Mu, but Cheng Mu didn't take it.

Cheng Mu leaned back on the sofa, said casually, "Feed me, I'm too tired, I don't want to move."

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, and soon felt sorry for Cheng Mu who was so busy every day, so he took a small porcelain bowl to pick up vegetables, and even blew that the food was not hot before handing it to Cheng Mu's mouth.

"Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore." Cheng Mu slightly tilted his head and said.

"Are you too tired? Why don't you take a rest, sleep on the sofa for a while, and eat when you wake up?" Han Qi had a simple mind, and he didn't see that Cheng Mu did it on purpose.

When Han Qi put the lid on the food box and was about to put the food in the refrigerator in the office, Cheng Mu hugged him from behind and leaned his chin on the side of his neck.

"What did you have for dinner?" Cheng Mu's voice was low, unable to detect any emotion.

Han Qi picked up the name of his favorite dish and said that Han Qi was also a little nervous. He didn't tell the truth this time. He was afraid that Cheng Mu would be angry if he told Cheng Mu. He still remembered how fiercely they quarreled that time. It was because of Wang Zhi that Han Qi didn't want to quarrel, he thought he would never see Wang Zhi again, and he always felt like a thief.

After Cheng Mu listened to his words, he silently let go of Han Qi's hand, got up from the sofa, a tall figure stood in front of Han Qi, Han Qi stared blankly at Cheng Mu, Cheng Mu suddenly smiled, Then he stretched out his hand and took Han Qi to sit down at the desk together, but Han Qi was sitting on Cheng Mu's body.

Han Qi wanted to get up, he was afraid that it would be bad if someone came in and saw it, but Cheng Mu held him down.

"Don't you want to do intimate things with me?" Cheng Mu held the back of Han Qi's hand and kissed him gracefully. His behavior was so colorless, but it was quite different from what he said.

The gentle scum looks just like it does now.

Although Han Qi wanted to be close to Cheng Mu, he didn't have the guts to do so. This is a company, and someone would push the door in at any time. What would it look like if he saw it.

"Let's go back and fix it." Han Qi said in a low voice.

"Not good." Cheng Mu hugged him, pinched Han Qi's chin and kissed him.

Cheng Mu is far better than himself in every aspect, Han Qi knows it very well, especially when Cheng Mu provokes his - passion - desire - in a few moments, the emotion is even more profound.

The office was extremely ambiguous. It was clearly a cool autumn day, but Han Qi felt that wherever Cheng Mu's hand touched, the fire would burn there. Taste the wind - the moon.

Cheng Mu's eyes were clear as he watched the person in his arms take on his own breath, the end of his eyes were bright red and misty, and the begonia flowers covered with dew in the moonlit night attracted people to pick them.

In contrast, Cheng Mu felt that he was unbearable and evil. He had always disguised himself well until he met Han Qi. Han Qi could always see his true face. When he fell in love with Han Qi Sometimes, this kind of liking breeds the evil of eroticism, which will come out as long as Han Qi is not under his control and does not listen to his words.

It will try every means to prove one thing, to prove that the person in front of it is its own and belongs to him alone.

It also comes in a slightly less obnoxious guise called possessiveness.

"Are you an obedient and good boy?"

Cheng Mu stopped suddenly at a moment when he couldn't get up and down, and Han Qi was just a little bit offended. Han Qi looked at Cheng Mu with tears in his eyes, hoping that he would hurt himself soon.

Cheng Mu didn't move, he was waiting for Han Qi to answer.

"Be obedient, I'm obedient." Han Qi replied tremblingly, he couldn't pay attention to anything around him, and he didn't care about where it was, he only wanted the present moment.

"Then don't go out to eat with people you hate, okay?" Cheng Mu lowered his head and kissed away the tears that flowed unconsciously from the corners of Han Qi's eyes.

"Okay." Han Qi's brain was in a daze, and he hadn't realized why Cheng Mu said that, so he just agreed to what Cheng Mu said.

"Good boy." Cheng Mu was satisfied with this answer, so he let Han Qi go without hanging anyone.

After it was over, Han Qi wanted to get off Cheng Mu, but he realized that he was too ashamed, but Cheng Mu didn't let him get off, but instead hugged him tightly, using the suit jacket on the chair covered him.

The author has something to say: Salted fish is sluggish.