She turned around and saw the old man standing in the living room with a smile on his face. The smile was a bit too much for his face, but it was too late for him to think about it. He was pulled into a room on the second floor.

"Late Autumn, what did grandpa tell you?" The half-lit wall lamp made the atmosphere in the room seem quite romantic. However, in such an environment, Leng Mujing asked a question that was completely unrelated to romance.

"Nothing, just a casual chat." Steadying herself, she did not do anything wrong. She was an honest and good child, this was what the teachers had taught her since the kindergarten.

"No, Zhong Wanqiu, tell me the truth. What did you tell grandpa?"

"Weather, movies, sports. Didn't you tell me that?" With a pair of innocent eyes, Zhong Wanqiu stared at Leng Muxun with a burning gaze. He didn't have the slightest intention to retreat.

"Alright, I'll believe you this once. Go take a bath." He slowly stood up from the bed and looked at her condescendingly with a cold gaze.

"What about you?" She didn't get up, just lay on the bed and looked back at him. She didn't want to sleep with him.

"Girl, of course I'm waiting for you to finish."

"Ah Xun, I don't want to sleep in the same bed as you." If it wasn't because her grandfather had invited her to stay, she wouldn't have stayed here. Moreover, she still remembered his words of exhortation from Leng Mujing. She had already told him that she wasn't Leng Mujing's real girlfriend, so why did he mention the matter of the child? Even though she had a bunch of questions, she couldn't directly ask her grandfather. If Leng Mu were to find out, he would definitely sue her for violating the terms of the agreement.

This was because she had truly violated the agreement by telling her grandfather.

"Late autumn, there are no secret doors in this room and there are no other rooms. There is only one bed here, if you don't sleep in the same bed as me, you can sleep on the carpet."

"What did you say?" Her mouth had become an "O" shape. Had she heard wrongly? How could a man let her sleep on a carpet?

"Zhong Wanqiu, I think you've done something wrong. Don't let me find out what happened, or else …"

"Or what?" She wrinkled her nose at his expression and words.

"What do you think?" Holding his arm, he knew the weakness of Zhong Xianqiu.

"Leng Mushen, I'll immediately tell grandpa that you hired me." She smiled back at him. He wanted to threaten her, but that was impossible. She believed that her grandfather wouldn't tell her. He was already over seventy years old, so he definitely wouldn't lie to her.

"You …"

"I'm cold. You sleep on the carpet." After circling once, she returned to the main point.

He took a deep breath as if he had made a great decision, and said, "Fine, I will agree to your request for the sake of grandpa. Zhong Xiuqiu, however, this will not be the case next time."

She stuck out her tongue. She only agreed to this for her grandpa. He was so cute, and she liked him like this.

She chose the most conservative pajamas that had been prepared a long time ago. The size was just right, but it was still a bit revealing when she wore it. When she came out of the bathroom, Zhong Wanqiu wrapped a towel around her to cover up the embarrassment she felt from her pajamas.

She covered herself with the blanket, as if the one who lived with her in the house was not a wolf, but a wolf.

With her back facing the bathroom door, she heard the sound of water at first, then the soft rustling of footsteps, then the sound of blankets being thrown onto the carpet. Leng Mian was really obedient to her to sleep on the carpet, the room was very quiet, it was so quiet that she couldn't help but feel nervous, one minute, two minutes, an hour passed, and when she heard the man's snoring, she finally calmed down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the clock in the room ticked. Zhong Wanqiu rubbed his eyes. She was full, and it was very fragrant.

The bed under her was extremely comfortable. As expected, Simone had slept soundly until daybreak.

He looked around and his consciousness began to return to him. What followed was a terrified shout, "Ah …" At the same time, she quickly moved her hand away from the man. Damn cold Mu Xun, he actually slept naked and even jumped onto her bed.

Just when she was stunned, the man next to her stretched out his hand and placed it on her waist. He closed his eyes and mumbled, "Baby, be good. Sleep for a while longer. Don't make too much noise."

He reached out to pick up his ear, "Leng Muxian, wake up. Tell me, who told you to climb onto my bed?"

Leng Mian's ears had been stretched out for a long time, and she had finally woken up. She glanced at her and said in a light tone, "Miss, this is my bed. You climbed onto mine."

"You …" Fortunately, her pajamas were still intact. She stretched her legs and was about to get off the bed, not wanting to be in the same bed with him ever again.

Rushing into the washroom, Zhong Wanqiu quickly washed up and changed his clothes. Just as he was about to leave, the man on the bed lazily sat up and casually said, "Zhong Wanqiu, you're coming with me."

"No." When she thought of the place where her hand had just touched, she couldn't help but blush.

"Late autumn, that's necessary. You can't go downstairs yourself. Late autumn, I don't want grandfather to be unhappy." The man had already gotten up and walked behind her, then naturally and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. He then placed his chin against her hair and sniffed lightly. "So fragrant."

"Leng Mujing, you can ask me to come downstairs with you. Give me a reason, a reason that I can be convinced."

Her lips continued to rub lightly against her hair, and that movement caused her entire body to tremble as if there was an electric current flowing through it.

"Little girl, I want a child." The man's magnetic voice charmingly rang at this moment in the morning.

It was just that when he embraced her body, Leng MuXun suddenly wanted her to be his woman. Perhaps, his heart had been lonely for a long time, and he liked to embrace her feeling. It was calm and natural, and there was no need to scheme for anything.

She shivered and shook her head, still not wanting to sink deeper. "I'm sorry, I'm not ready."

"But I want you to stay by my side." he said domineeringly.

"Aren't I by your side now?"

"But your heart is not here." He continued to rub his lips against her hair. It was a sweet smell.

"Leng Mushen, have you forgotten what you said before?" This man was asking for too much. He didn't want her to fall in love with him, but he wanted her heart to be with him. Wasn't that a contradiction?

"I just want you to be more attentive. Late autumn, I want grandpa to be at ease." His voice was low, but it beat against her heart, causing confusion.

"What …"

"Grandfather is sick, he might not be long …"

"What did you say?" "I didn't know," he said. "I didn't know." She pulled his hand away from her waist and turned to look into his eyes. She really couldn't believe that her grandfather was so good. It was the first time she saw her grandfather that she had fallen for him. If what Leng Mu Xun said was true, then wouldn't everything she said to her grandfather have hurt him? Her heart was in a frenzy. Grandfather, she really likes him a lot.

"I'm not lying to you. I have his diagnosis notice on hand, so, late autumn, I want you to do this matter seriously. I don't want grandfather to be suspicious."

She was stupefied. When she looked at Leng Mu Xun's eyes, they were already startled. She was unable to digest this sudden realization. She had already messed up everything. She had let down her grandfather, so she was wrong.

"Late Autumn, what's wrong?" The man raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes. "Zhong Xiuqiu, wake up. What's wrong with you?"

"Ah …" She subconsciously woke up. When she looked up and saw Leng Muxian's concerned eyes, she suddenly felt that she had let down Leng Muxian, much less her grandfather. Leng Muxian's filial piety should not have been killed off by her.

"What's wrong? "Look at you, scared silly?"

Her tears flowed freely. She could not bear to part with her grandfather, whom she liked very much. Since she was young, she rarely came into contact with old people, but she especially liked to interact with people from another generation.

If she had known earlier, she definitely wouldn't have said it. However, it was already too late …

Leng Muqin lightly patted her back, "Late autumn, I want Grandfather to live a happy life. Late autumn, I just want you to come and go with me and be my woman."

Leng Muxian's words caused Zhong Wanqiu to raise his head, wiping his tears as he looked at him, "Leng Muxian, I will play my role well, but I won't be your woman." He rejected her without hesitation. What did he treat her as? A pet?

"Late autumn …" Leng Mu Xun was slightly startled. He didn't expect that she would reject him so readily.

"You have a lot of women, don't you? If you need it, you can invite them to the apartment. I don't mind. " In fact, he wasn't just a woman, he was a man. She had seen him with her own eyes.

"Sigh …" Sighing lightly, Leng Mu Xun no longer said anything as he said, "Let's go downstairs."

She seemed to like to cry a lot these days, so she put her arm around Leng Mu Xun. Well, she would try to save everything, as long as her grandpa was happy. She opened the door and the two of them walked out together.

"Ah Xun, it's late autumn. Hurry up and come for breakfast, otherwise, you'll be late." As soon as they reached the stairs, Pappy called to them from the dining room.

It was just that he didn't want to expose her, he just walked down the stairs guiltily and quietly ate his meal. She was so quiet that it was as if she wasn't there at all.

"Little girl, did Ah Xun bully you?" Putting down his bowl, the elder asked with concern.

"Ah, no …" "No."

"Why are you so unhappy? Look at you, your eyes are filled with tears. Ah Xun, if I see you bullying Wan Qiu again, I won't forgive you."

Leng Mujing had a face of confusion, "Grandpa, I really didn't." He only wanted her to be his woman, but he was the one who was rejected. He should be the one feeling sad.