CHAPTER 1032: 300 AS YOUR HUSBAND

Time seemed to stand still all of a sudden.

Qin Mu just stared straight at the man beneath her, feeling her own heart pounding intensely, perhaps due to the sudden and awkward action.

The two of them hadn’t done anything else all morning, staying in bed and not getting up. If they continued again and again...

But before she could think more, the next moment, he had flipped her over, holding her waist, with his sturdy figure pressing down on her. His dark eyes gazed at her: "Mrs. Mu, I didn’t expect you to have so much energy today."

"Actually, I, um!"

Just as she was about to cautiously explain, Mu Yichen lowered his head and sealed her soft mouth.

How does a man stop a sharp-tongued woman from talking? Um, indeed this is the best and fastest way.

"Mu Yichen!"

"Hmm?"

"Can we take a break and then continue?"

"Are you tired? You were just so proactive."

What he referred to, of course, was her climbing on top of him earlier to suppress him.

But now it was being used as an excuse for something else.

"I’m worried you might get too tired!"

Qin Mu glanced at him shyly, kindly reminding him, though her voice was so soft it was almost like a mosquito buzzing by.

Mu Yichen...

"Are you worrying unnecessarily again?"

Mu Yichen habitually reached to touch her lips. He particularly liked touching her lips, then naturally moving to her chin, gripping it domineeringly to kiss her.

Qin Mu was nibbled by him because she was worried about his health.

Ha ha, this is what they call no good deed goes unpunished, right?

"Of course I’m not worried about you. I’m just thinking about my own future happiness!"

Qin Mu continued to explain softly.

Mu Yichen said nothing, just looked at her with his dark eyes, as if seeing into her eyes, through to her heart.

"I hope we can always be this, loving!"

When Qin Mu uttered the word "loving," she was obviously shy, even pronouncing it a bit different.

Mu Yichen suddenly smiled, his gaze became even more arrogant. His hand under the blanket gently pinched her slender leg and lifted it slightly.

"This is something you need not worry about, Mrs. Mu. As your husband, I will do my best to satisfy you for a lifetime."

Mu Yichen said this, with great confidence.

Qin Mu looked at him in disbelief.

But she really didn’t need to say anything else because Mu had already begun.

Mu never informs her when he starts; he only asks if it’s enough after he’s done.

That wasn’t sincere either, it was just to lighten the mood.

Qin Mu felt she’d be worn out by him on the bed all day, unable to get up in the afternoon. If the young and old returned home and found out they were still in bed, how embarrassing would that be...

Qin Mu could only cooperate with him, hoping they could go downstairs for lunch.

In the afternoon, she needed to visit the factory. The cheongsam for Wen Runuan’s crew had already begun, and she had to visit in person to check.

However, in the afternoon, Mu Yichen kindly offered to accompany her to the factory, worried she might struggle to walk. But then they saw Jian Yan there.

Recently, the factory workers had been busy and working overtime. Seeing Jian Yan was already a rare sight, but then Qin Mu also brought Mu Yichen along, and everyone was as astonished as if they were watching a peacock strutting in a zoo.

Qin Mu awkwardly pursed her lips at this.

AD emerged from the restroom and, seeing the couple, couldn’t help but chuckle, even though they hadn’t greeted each other. Wasn’t this kind of coincidence not supposed to happen?

"So you brought outsiders too!"

Qin Mu whispered beside Jian Yan.

Jian Yan smiled but didn’t speak because AD had already approached.

Mu Yichen, seeing his wife standing too close to Jian Yan, reached out to squeeze her shoulder, pulling her back to his side.

The four of them went together to see the cheongsams the master had crafted for the crew. Several pieces were already draped on models, and the cheongsam master seriously explained the needlework and such.

Though AD understood a bit about cheongsams, she evidently didn’t know much.

Seeing these cheongsams, she suddenly had a desire to organize a cheongsam show and wanted to work with Jian Yan on this.

And Jian Yan, observing the craftsmanship of the cheongsams, didn’t find fault. They were for the crew, and the cheongsam master was an experienced craftsman whose skills were quite commendable.

"Time might be tight. I’m afraid we might not finish in time. Miss Qin, perhaps it’s best to give them a heads up."