Su Ziyue didn't give in: "That's really my honor, I can get your blessing every night."

After finishing speaking, he still gave him a provocative look.

Qin Mu took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart.

In the end, it was Qin Mushen who gave in first: "What did you have for dinner?"

"It's all here." Su Ziyue pointed to the snack packs piled up on the low table.

Qin Muchen let go of her, and put the remote control back into her hand: "Wait."

Seeing Qin Muchen's figure disappearing at the kitchen door, Su Ziyue's expression faded away, and she turned on the TV, but she didn't have the mood to watch it again.

When Qin Muchen came out again, the snack bags on the low table had disappeared completely, obviously they had been tidied up.

Qin Mushen's anger, which had been calmed down, was even less visible.

He really felt that he had just raised a daughter who was always disobedient, but occasionally behaved, which made him want to rub his heart to hurt her.

At this moment, Su Ziyue came down from upstairs, with a weary expression on his face.

Qin Muchen only thought that she was still angry, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"It's time to eat."

"Oh."

Su Ziyue followed Qin Mushen to the restaurant.

Qin Muchen's dishes have always been light. Before that, he only added a little chili to cater to her preferences.

Now he doesn't allow her to eat chili, so it's more bland.

It is true that her stomach is not very good these days, it is better to eat lightly, don't make trouble with her stomach.

However, there was another thing on her mind.

She hasn't felt obvious endocrine disorders recently, but why is the amount of menstrual period so small? Just a little bit gone?

But this kind of question, she can't ask the omnipotent Qin Muchen, let alone ask him to accompany her to the gynecology department, she can only feel bored in her heart.

Qin Muchen watched Su Ziyue eat slowly, but he ate a lot, and his expression relaxed slightly.

...

Throughout the night, neither of them mentioned Gu Hanyan and Grandpa Qin Mushen again.

The two were lying on the same bed.

Su Ziyue turned her back to Qin Muchen, and when she was about to fall asleep, she felt Qin Muchen leaning towards her.

The long arm passed under her waist, took her hand outside the quilt into the quilt, held it in his palm, and placed it in front of her lower abdomen.

This embracing posture made Su Ziyue feel at ease. She was already sleepy, but in this way, she quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Qin Muchen was still at home.

When she went downstairs, he happened to be going upstairs to ask Su Ziyue to have breakfast.

Su Ziyue sat down at the dining table, and Qin Mushen asked her, "Toast, pizza and porridge, what do you want?"

"Porridge."

Su Ziyue usually likes to eat the toast pizza made by Qin Muchen, but now when she hears these four words, she feels nauseous.

She said it was porridge, but she really only drank some porridge.

Qin Muchen frowned.

He put down the knife and fork: "After eating, I will accompany you to the hospital."

"I don't want to go." Su Ziyue drank the porridge slowly without looking up.

"Su Ziyue!"

"Not so loud, you can hear it."

Su Ziyue still didn't look up at him.

Qin Mu stared intently, and didn't continue to eat breakfast.

Su Ziyue just glanced at him: "Aren't you going out today?"

"Um."

Qin Muchen leaned back, his eyes fell on her, and he didn't look away.

Su Ziyue felt inexplicably blushing and heart beating, drank up the remaining porridge in the bowl, and went out.

...

Qin Muchen couldn't tell, he really didn't go out.

He first took the beef out for a walk, watered the plants in the garden, and then returned to the study.

Su Ziyue watched him do all this coldly, without saying a word.

The mode of getting along with the two of them 1. Returning to the past overnight.

He doesn't tell, she doesn't ask, it depends on who can survive who.

But the first person who couldn't make it through was neither Su Ziyue nor Qin Muchen.

Instead, Qin Muchen's grandfather.

"Hello, is this Miss Su Ziyue?"

A rigid and serious middle-aged man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar local number.

After thinking for a while, Su Ziyue replied, "Who are you?"

The person opposite replied: "I am Qin Zheng."

Such a conservative dialogue method of question and answer made Su Ziyue somewhat at a loss.

She had already guessed the identity of this Qin Zheng.

As if knowing that Su Ziyue was helpless, Qin Zheng gave his name and continued, "Count Augsburg wants to see you, when is it convenient?"

Qin Zheng only said his own name and got straight to the point, obviously knowing that Su Ziyue could guess his identity.

Count Augersig?

Su Ziyue's heart shuddered.

She has studied abroad and has some understanding of foreign nobles.

He is no stranger to the Earl of Augsburg, but this Earl of Augsburg didn't show up much more than ten years ago.

So yesterday, when Su Ziyue saw Qin Muchen's grandfather again, she didn't recognize that his grandfather was Earl Gesig.

Su Ziyue answered after deliberation: "Since it is the appointment of Count Augersig, of course I have time anytime."

Qin Zheng's tone sounded a little more relaxed: "Okay, I will pass it on to Earl Augersger, the specific time and place, and I will send it to Miss Su's cell phone by text message later."

Su Ziyue inexplicably remembered that when he called to check his phone bill, he would always say something like this: Your recent consumption situation will be sent to your mobile phone as a text message later...

"Okay, bye."

"goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ziyue realized that her palms were covered with sweat.

nervous.

Before telling Bai Jingshu that she was nervous, she didn't lie to him.

...

Qin Zheng quickly sent a text message to Su Ziyue.

The time is about three o'clock in the afternoon, the time for afternoon tea.

The location was a very romantic coffee shop that Su Ziyue and An Xia had been to.

Qin Muchen was still in the study, and Su Ziyue went back to the bedroom to pick out clothes.

She picked out all her clothes.

Red is too flamboyant, black is too gloomy, too revealing...

I heard that old people like to be conservative?

Su Ziyue was exhausted picking out clothes, and Qin Muchen just opened the door and came in at this moment.

Hearing movement in the cloakroom, she walked over and saw Su Ziyue took off all the clothes, without changing her eyes: "Going out?"

"Um."

Su Ziyue answered absently, feeling guilty for no reason.

Although Qin Zheng never confessed to Su Ziyue not to tell Qin Muchen, she felt that this was a tacit understanding that did not need to be stated.

"I'll ask the driver to take you."

For the first time, Qin Mu didn't ask her where she was going.

Su Ziyue directly refused: "No, I will drive by myself."

Qin Muchen slanted against the wall, put his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, and said with indescribable grace, "You don't have a driver's license."

Su Ziyue came back to her senses in "Male Sex": "Give me back my driver's license!"

Qin Muchen turned a deaf ear to it, but instead pointed to a red coat that she had just filtered out with interest: "Wear red."