Chapter 2120 - 608: Quarrel at the Head of the Bed, Make Up at the Foot

Chapter 2120: Chapter 608: Quarrel at the Head of the Bed, Make Up at the Foot

During dinner, they were stopped in time by Mrs. Feng, so they didn’t actually start fighting. After dinner, the two of them took a shower and lay on the bed back to back, the surroundings so quiet they could hear each other’s heartbeat.

However, five minutes later, Qin Mu was the first to lose her composure. She sat up, grabbed her pillow, and smashed it down onto his shoulder.

"Mu Yichen, you bastard!"

She hit hard, but Mu Yichen just buried his face in the sheet and raised a hand to cover his head as a way of dodging. When she was finally done hitting him, he sat up, hugging her pillow, staring straight at her. "How am I a bastard?"

He didn’t know why, but after he asked that, he himself kind of wanted to laugh.

"How are you not, you’re a bastard in every way! Why do you love flipping out so much, huh? Weren’t you the one who told me to talk? You tricked me into telling you who I had lunch with at noon, and then you turned that face on me. You’re just—bastard, animal, shameless!"

Qin Mu cursed him for quite a while and still felt stifled in her chest, then kicked him once.

Because she kicked his leg, he didn’t even move. The fact that she couldn’t move him was real.

"Still shameless?"

Mu Yichen’s eyes were, for once, opened so wide, as if he had been holding back some kind of desire for a long time and now finally didn’t have to. As soon as those three words left his mouth, he slammed the pillow hard to the side, then pounced on her.

"Ah!"

Qin Mu’s head knocked against the headboard, making her shut her eyes in pain.

Mu Yichen was startled, afraid he might have really hurt her. He immediately cradled her head, heart aching. "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

"Get off me!"

Qin Mu was in his arms, both hands pushing hard at his chest, but...

She couldn’t push him away!

"Get off? If anyone’s getting off, we’re getting off together!"

Mu Yichen held her close, her soft, fragrant body in his arms, and there was no way he could bear to let her go.

Qin Mu, furious, tried to twist her head away, but his other hand simply clamped down on her chin.

"Ah! That hurts!"

Mu Yichen ignored her. Since it hurt, then he’d just make it hurt a bit more.

His lips brushed lightly over her soft lips, then his white teeth clamped down on one small spot of her lip, tugging gently, letting go, then biting again. He repeated this over and over who knows how many times. Qin Mu could only tilt her head back and cooperate, her neck going sore, her mouth hurting to the point of numbness, her head spinning.

But the night had just fallen, the cold wind outside whistling bleakly, and it seemed someone thought this was exactly the right time to do this kind of thing—and to do it hard.

Later, Qin Mu clung tightly to him, afraid he would make some particularly big move again.

Mu Yichen held back his laughter and teased her for quite a while. Qin Mu’s face had long since turned so red it looked like it could bleed, yet she bit down on her lip, refusing to let out even half a sound he wanted to hear.

Of course, in the end, things still went his way.

In bed, men have a natural advantage.

Afterward, Qin Mu lay beside him, panting for breath.

Mu Yichen lay on his side next to her, his sexy fingers lightly roaming over her slightly damp skin. Qin Mu wanted to curse him out, but she didn’t have an ounce of strength left, so he smiled in satisfaction.

Qin Mu tried hard to turn over, then hugged him. Just when he thought Qin Mu was going to throw herself into his arms to make peace, his chest was suddenly bitten. His brows twitched slightly, but he wasn’t actually displeased.

Qin Mu felt both his hands on her head. Unable to muster more strength to bite his chest, she went to bite somewhere else instead. Mu Yichen chuckled, then suddenly exerted force again, pressing her once more beneath him. "If you don’t behave, I really will go another round!"

Qin Mu instantly went still and obedient like a wooden stake, only her eyelashes fluttering, looking so pitiful it really aroused one’s sympathy.

"Sigh!"

Mu Yichen let out a sigh. After lying down, he pulled her into his arms. "At dinner, I went too far."

Qin Mu said nothing, resting her head on his shoulder, feeling his heartbeat. With the two of them so honest in front of each other, it didn’t take long before she really felt wronged inside. Her forehead pressed against him, but she didn’t bite him like she had just now.

Not even a minute later, Mu Yichen suddenly felt his skin turn a little damp. Startled, he lowered his head and raised a hand, wanting to cup her face, but Qin Mu just pressed her forehead against him, refusing to move.

"My darling, are you trying to kill me with heartache, huh?"

Mu Yichen instantly had no idea what to do, so he could only hold her tight, his hand rubbing her back hard yet still full of tenderness.

Qin Mu didn’t speak. Only her breathing gave away her sadness.

"I was wrong, okay? Don’t cry, it’s killing me. I’ll say it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have lost my temper at you. It’s all my fault, all right?"