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In a small room that was only ten square meters, a handsome man barged in and caused the room to light up with light.

Warm yellow and a yellow background color, the curtains with inky purple flowers lazily rolled up. The golden rays of the setting sun shone through the corner of the curtain and onto the man's face, giving off a shocking beauty.

Mu Xichen held a book in his hands, laid it flat on his lap, and closed his eyes.

The paper rustled, and no matter whether it was the image or the faint sound, to Lin Qing, it was an extremely wonderful feeling. She turned her head and looked at her, and all she could see was his reflection in her eyes.

Yes, like a dream.

After work early today, he had thought that Mu Xichen would take her back to that small, bright and spacious villa.

"Don't you think my house is too small?"

When she asked this question, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest and put on a serious expression.

The man turned away from the corner of his eyes and landed on her chest. He nodded slightly, "Yes, it's a little small …"

Lin Qing looked down at herself, and her face immediately flushed red, and immediately waved her fists in protest: "I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about my home!"

The man didn't avoid her, but continued to look innocent. With a surprised frown, he retorted, "I was talking about your home, I didn't say it was you …"

On the contrary, she seemed to have an ulterior motive. Lin Qing became more and more embarrassed, no matter what, her fist could not go on.

What she wanted to ask was why Mu Xichen, who lived in a house that was so small, and was used to living in a house that was around 1.8 meters tall, had to lower his head every time he entered his house so as not to hit his head. Why did he still want to come back to her house?

In her opinion, it was not easy for his parents to accept him again. He should have stopped at once. It was just like how she, herself, had only gone to Shengyuan for her first time. Although she did not say it out loud, she had a shadow in her heart after seeing the expression on the face of Mu Family's Master and Mother. Unless she had to go, she did not want to enter that place again.

But he didn't. He knew that there was a tiger on the mountain, so he decided to go with the tiger.

The light had dyed the man's Ying Lun's face with a layer of bright light. Lin Qing watched without moving, and couldn't help but stare foolishly.

"Looks good?" Lin Qing withdrew her gaze, licked her lips, and suddenly realised that she was about to drool, but she still spoke stubbornly: "Bastard, who likes to look at you? I like to look at the setting sun, but unfortunately the light is blocked by you."

"He blocked it?" The man frowned very seriously. Without waiting for Lin Qing's response, he dragged her from the bed.

Lin Qing took the place of the book and sat on the man's knees. The man's legs were long, so even her toes couldn't reach the ground. The man's hand was wrapped around her waist and his chin was pressed against her hair.

This was an extremely doting position.

Lin Qing's heart had a string, it was bashful, sweet, and a little tense.

She moved uneasily. Although this posture was perfect, she still moved uneasily, trying to find a more comfortable position.

"That way, we can watch the sunset together." A low, deep, magnetic voice slowly overflowed, as if a clear spring that had existed for a long time had suddenly appeared out of the mist, and it was painted with the color of poetry.

Lin Qing finally quietened down and with a soft body, she fell into the man's embrace. The two of them tightly embraced each other as if it was natural.

Love for me, Duras said, is not a physical relationship, not a vegetable to a meal, she is an undying desire, a heroic dream in the weary life.

At that moment, Lin Qing felt that Mu Xichen was her hero's dream, his perfect dream.

"Did the interview with Du Yuming go smoothly?"

Hearing his question, Lin Qing frowned, not knowing if he should say yes or no.

It was obvious that Du Yuming was not willing to cooperate with Sun Yuanyuan, so it could not be said that it went smoothly. However, it was clear that Du Yuming was helping her to punish Sun Yuanyuan, but from this angle, it could not be said that it did not go smoothly.

"It looks like interviewing Du Yuming has really made things difficult for you." Mu Xichen sighed softly. It was unknown if it was due to love, or regret, or both.

"No... You've helped me enough. " Lin Qing wanted to explain.

Mu Xichen lightly pressed his fingertips against her lips, making her keep quiet. He lowered his head, and bit her earlobe: "How about we interview someone else instead? There's no need for you to work so hard, and Sun Yuanyuan definitely won't try to pry her way into the corner."

Du Yuming was the best candidate that the Merchant Road had tried to interview throughout the years. He fought many times in order to be able to rely on Mu Xichen's connections to successfully conduct the interview, not to mention Merchant Road, even the other powerful media were eyeing him covetously. Did she dare say that she would give up?

Therefore, Lin Qing was extremely determined: "No, even if Sun Yuanyuan wanted to, we will still conduct this interview. I think, this editor is also a smart person, he wouldn't let Sun Yuanyuan screw up this interview. "

She still held on to the hope of regaining her right to interview.

However, Mu Xichen was still smiling merrily, "What if this person is even stronger than Du Yuming?"

Lin Qing frowned. Other than Du Yuming, who else could it be? Mu Xichen placed his hands under her waist and turned her body over. The two of them faced each other.

As they were in close proximity, breathing in and out, Mu Xichen smiled in his eyes and pointed at himself.

"Ms. Lin Qing, may I ask if you are interested in interviewing Hetian's CEO, Mu Xichen?"

Lin Qing widened her eyes in shock, and did not dare to breathe at all.

It wasn't that she didn't think of it, but that she didn't dare to.

Because of her, Mu Xichen had already made too many exceptions, but this marriage of theirs, after all, was going to be seriously unbalanced if things went on for a long time.

"This won't do. If your parents were to find out, they would be even more convinced that I'm a destitute girl who lacks the will of the people. They would even be unable to rein themselves in after dragging this big tree of yours …" She shook her head like a rattle.

In order to express her certainty, she couldn't help but be anxious, extending her hand in a vow, her eyes wide open as she looked at Mu Xichen and said: "I swear, I definitely didn't marry Mu Xichen to climb the throne, and even more so not for my own selfish desires …"

It was as if he was placed face-to-face on his knees, and was not enough to express the extent of his affection for her. Mu Xichen's kiss was soft and meticulous, and with an expression of unbridled enjoyment, it invaded Lin Qing's thoughts.

Lin Qing opened his eyes wide, only to see that Mu Xichen's eyes were already filled with laughter. She wanted to push him away, but she didn't have the strength to do so. She could only close her eyes and enjoy the warmth he gave her bit by bit.

When the kiss ended, Lin Qing's face was flushed red as she stared at Mu Xichen. She did not realize that kind of charming beauty, and instead used a reprimanding tone and said, "You should not have misled your family and misunderstood me …"

However, Mu Xichen did not care about her rebuke at all. He only narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "Looks like I still haven't taught you …"

His thought process seemed to be jumping very fast, causing Lin Qing to not understand what he meant by "What Church?"

"You should learn how to squeeze the value of the man beside you to your heart's content …" As these words came out of his mouth so straightforwardly, Lin Qing felt that she was too embarrassed to show her face anymore. She wanted to move away from his leg with a blushing face, but he firmly pressed on her.

Then she leaned back, and she was all the way down on the bed.

Even though the door was closed, the sounds of fireworks could still be heard from the kitchen. Mom and Dad were busy in the kitchen, but what was this man trying to do?

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lin Qing could not help but protest, raising his hand and pressing it against the man's chest.

"I will teach you how to squeeze out the value of the man beside you to your heart's content!" The man's face was impassive, full of the vigor of sacrificing one's life for the sake of justice

"No way, dinner is about to start soon..." Lin Qing wanted to escape.

"No rush, a few minutes is enough..."

While Lin Qing was deep in thought about this, the man on her body had already started to enter a state of meditation.

A few minutes. A few minutes. She whimpered.

Last night, Lin Qing, who had taken the initiative to be invited by Mu Xichen to conduct an interview, had a confidence that he could topple mountains and overturn seas.

She had always been unwilling to accept this. It was just like a few years ago, she had been unwilling to let Xu Zhiqian go.

Now, even in the current situation, she was unwilling to admit the fact that she was already behind people.

When it came to these kinds of things, everyone could only hope to be of no help. He expressed one after another that Du Yuming, including his family's Old Man Du, were all independent and special, unless they were willing.

He went back and forth, calling until three in the morning, but there was still only one.

This morning, Sun Yuanyuan had come early to think of a countermeasure.

At this moment, under extreme helplessness, she could only follow the same path that Lin Qing had taken at the beginning — — Activating Mad Harassment Mode.

"Hello, I'm Sun Yuanyuan, the reporter from the Merchant Road. We just met last time …" This sentence had been said who knows how many times, but in order to emphasize the different nature of his identity, he had to emphasize the fact that he had met Du Yuming before. When Sun Yuanyuan said this, she completely ignored the unhappiness that Du Yuming gave her, and hope jumped between her brows.

"Miss Sun, you have already said it many times, our front desk has replied many times, please do not call again, President Du has not had time recently … …" Initially, the front desk beauty was still very polite. This time, she was finally unable to endure it any longer. Her tone of voice clearly contained a monstrous amount of anger.

"Then when will President Du have the time again?" Sun Yuanyuan anxiously asked.

"No comment!"

The phone was hung up coldly, causing Sun Yuanyuan to place the phone heavily on the phone in anger.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny!" She angrily shouted to Lin Qing who was behind her.

Lin Qing was stunned, but only the corners of her mouth twitched, and did not let out a laugh, could it be that she had already reached the stage where no one had passed on her words yet? And the reason why she was smiling, was entirely because of what Mu Xichen had said last night — — The value of squeezing the man beside her.

She had squeezed them once before dinner and three times after dinner. If she had not begged for mercy, the target of this squeeze would not have been Mu Xichen at all, but her … How could this man have such an extraordinary ability? To be honest, it made people nervous, filled with anticipation, bashfulness, and it even made them feel that they didn't have enough strength to defend themselves.

All of these had nothing to do with Sun Yuanyuan? What was she yelling at? Lin Qing's expression became serious, and the anger in her heart started to rise.