His Beloved Treasure

”Haha! Qingmei can actually get angry? Impressive!”

He suddenly turned and ran, even daring to provoke her.

Qin Mu was so upset by his words that she chased him from the couch into the interior.

”Mu Yichen, if you’ve got the guts, don’t run!”

”Even when I run, I’ve got guts, just look at your belly to know that!”

Mu Yichen dashed into the bedroom, grabbing onto the doorframe and leaning his body at an angle, his eyes super wickedly charming and super serious as he spoke to her.

Qin Mu...

”Ha! You’re really something! Then why are you running? Are you afraid you can’t beat me?”

Qin Mu caught up with him in the bedroom.

But just as she caught him, she heard a snap from behind.

It was the sound of the door closing. She turned in alarm, and before she could see clearly, he had already scooped her up.

”As your husband, this is ’luring the tiger out of the mountain’! To capture, you must first let loose!”

”Lure the tiger? Who is the tiger?”

Qin Mu wrapped her arms around his neck, disbelievingly staring at him, beginning to doubt her own ears.

”Of course, you, this tigress!”

”I’ll bite you to death!”

Saying this, Qin Mu hugged his neck and leaned in, trying to bite him.

Mu Yichen dodged as he held her, swiftly reaching the bed.

After they both collapsed onto it, Mu Yichen didn’t wait for her to recover before he flipped on top of her, straddling her and looking down: ”What’s wrong with my little tigress now?”

”You’re the one who can’t handle it! Come lower!”

Qin Mu blushed as she looked at him, her piercing gaze fixated on his eyes as if to purposely seduce him.

Mu Yichen smirked wickedly, adoring her flushed little face.

”My little treasure!”

Mu Yichen suddenly leaned in but instead cradled her face, confessing so tenderly.

Qin Mu...

Mu Yi’s unpredictable nature really drove her crazy.

Just a second ago she wanted to bite him to death, but now, feeling his kisses on her lips, she suddenly forgot how to open her mouth to bite him, instead kissing him back repeatedly.

That feeling was simply too wonderful.

As they kissed, Mu Yichen reached for the remote and adjusted the room’s light to an extremely warm and ambiguous setting, then while pulling her shirt out of her pants, he wildly kissed her lips and teeth, enticing her tongue until she almost drooled.

But if the drool really did come out, Mu Yi would devour it all.

Qin Mu’s hands also teasingly played under his shirt, and not long after he mastered her body’s sensitive spots, Qin Mu had become thoroughly familiar with his sensitive areas as well.

Not because they were husband and wife, but due to their understanding of each other’s bodies, some couples may spend many years together and still not know how to arouse each other’s interest.

Mu Yichen held her, stripping her to the head of the bed while kissing and nibbling her neck, his hands ceaselessly igniting fires.

Qin Mu later had her hands forcefully clinging to the white wallpaper, but she no longer had the strength to tempt him.

Because of Mu Yi’s strength and skill, Mrs. Mu was quickly subdued.

While JY’s colleagues were still partying wildly at the clubhouse, that guest room was also heating up.

The first half of the night was full of stars across the sky, but the latter half suddenly experienced a heavy downpour.

When Mu Yichen got up to use the bathroom, he heard the faint sound of rain outside and unconsciously smiled. Looking at the sleeping woman on the bed, he suddenly felt like having a cigarette. He took his coat and stepped outside the bedroom to smoke.

The rain fell satisfyingly, and Mu Yichen, leaning against the window sill, watched the rain lash against the window, squinting as he took a heavy drag on his cigarette.

After finishing the cigarette, he went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, then quietly returned to bed, lying behind her and gently embracing her.

When the two of them woke up, it was already eight o’clock the next day.

Their phones had rung countless times, but neither heard it, nor cared.

Mu Yichen began planning their wedding, although it was still several months away.

Qin Mu had chosen various wedding dresses to be shipped in from different places for the wedding photo shoot.

The wedding dress designed by Jian Yan for Qin Mu was also about to be finished; the next step was for him to start sewing it personally.

Qin Mu was the first to get out of bed. After using the bathroom, she went to the living room to find her phone, brought it back to bed, and snuggled into Mu Yichen’s arms to read the messages that Jian Yan had sent her.

Mu Yichen wouldn’t go as far as to ask why Jian Yan was chosen to design her wedding dress, because from every aspect, Jian Yan was the most suitable candidate.

It was just that watching her chat so seriously with Jian Yan made him feel a bit sour, so he burrowed into the covers from where he had been leaning against the headboard.

Qin Mu leaned against the headboard, feeling his hand on her belly. She was about to chide him for being improper, but then she felt him kissing her abdomen.

Was he kissing their little treasure?

Thinking this, Qin Mu relaxed her guard, unaware that as he continued to kiss, he crossed a line.

Qin Mu quickly tossed her phone aside and dove under the covers as well.

From under the covers came a weak female voice, ”Hey! Keep it up, and the baby is going to protest!”

”I’m just kissing it!”

Yichen whispered, holding her chin and leaning in for a kiss.

Qin Mu immediately dodged, ”No, you just kissed there!”

”So what? Try it, it’s divine!”

Being forceful, Yichen cupped her face, and soon enough they were tussling under the blankets.

Later on, Qin Mu accidentally kicked Yichen in the groin, then she lifted the covers to see him pale-faced, clutching at his abdomen and frowning in pain.

”Mu Yichen, Mu Yichen? Are you okay? Mu Yichen?”

Qin Mu prodded his shoulder gently with a finger, worried sick when he didn’t respond.

”Mu Yichen, I didn’t mean it!”

Her tone was one of coaxing, of needing to apologize.

Mu Yichen looked at her with eyes full of the urge to throttle her, yet he was powerless.

”You don’t want happiness for the rest of your life, do you?”

He asked through clenched teeth.

”No!”

Qin Mu shook her head vigorously, wronged.

Mu Yichen saw her feigning terror, but the playful twinkle in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Suddenly, harmony returned to the bed, with the man in the upper left and the woman in the lower right, both looking quite unhappy, especially the woman.

”Should I rub it for you?”

Qin Mu softly suggested.

”No need! Go freshen up!”

Mu Yichen pressed on his abdomen, half propped up, murmuring softly.

”Oh!”

The chance to escape thrilled Qin Mu, who nonchalantly agreed, then in less than three seconds she was out of bed and dashing for the bathroom.

As Mu Yichen raised his head at the sound, she was already out of sight.

Mu Yichen...

Breakfast was served in the room because the boss wasn’t feeling well.

Knowing she had caused a huge trouble, Qin Mu vowed never to be so bold again, and to be extra careful not to kick the wrong spot in the future.

For a split second, she had intended to kick him there, but she definitely didn’t want to ruin her happiness for the rest of her life.

After eating, Mu Yichen noticed she was still on edge, so he sighed helplessly, ”Come here!”

”What for?”

Qin Mu was apprehensive to approach.

As Mu Yichen stood up from his chair and walked out, he said, ”I have a drinking gathering here at noon; do you want to stay and accompany me?”

”JY just opened; I need to go to the store today!”

”It’s almost midday now!”

Mu Yichen kindly reminded her.

Qin Mu sprang into action and followed him out.

As Mu Yichen turned suddenly at the door, Qin Mu collided unprepared into his arms—into the embrace he had already readied.

”Naughty girl, dare to kick your husband, hmm?”

He held her with one hand while with the other he tilted her chin up, compelling her to look at him. His dark eyes bored into the depths of hers, straight to the very center of her heart.