After leaving the studio, Tong Miaomiao was still a little confused.

There is more than an hour left before the usual time for get off work arranged by Teacher Song Qing.

How did Teacher Song Qing make an exception to let her rest today?

Could it be that my design was too poor, so that Teacher Song Qing didn’t want to see him?

Thinking of this possibility, Tong Miaomiao's mood was obviously depressed.

Mu Yucheng usually comes to pick her up during the off-get off work hours of Teacher Song Qing’s studio.

But today she got off early and didn't want to bother Mu Yucheng, so she had to take a taxi back by herself.

It took only a dozen minutes to drive, and Tong Miaomiao arrived soon.

He got home soon, and Tong Miaomiao dragged his tired body into the door.

This is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

She didn't know what was wrong, but suddenly she felt very tired.

She opened the door and walked straight to the study. Sure enough, Mu Yucheng took a notebook to process the documents.

When Mu Yucheng saw her, he immediately put down his work.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Tong Miaomiao walked over without saying a word, surrounded Mu Yucheng's waist and leaned against him.

Mu Yucheng took her hand, held her in his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

"What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood?" Mu Yucheng rubbed his nose against the tip of her nose.

Tong Miaomiao buried her head tighter, looking like she was unwilling to communicate with him.

Mu Yucheng didn't force her, and reached out to her back and followed her.

After a long time, Tong Miaomiao spoke up and told Mu Yucheng what happened in the studio today.

"Did I disappoint Teacher Song Qing? I'm so useless." Tong Miaomiao's nose was slightly sour and she wanted to cry.

"Why do you think so? If Aunt Song Qing knew that you misinterpreted her meaning so much, she would definitely be sadder than this." Mu Yucheng was a little amused and crying.

"Then, why did Teacher Song Qing let me leave so early? She clearly disliked me." Tong Miaomiao was stuck in the horns.

"Inspiration is always there and there. Aunt Song Qing doesn't want you to be too nervous, so she lets you come back and relax and face tomorrow's design in a better state. Besides, you are not professional. Aunt Song Qing cannot use her standards to ask you, don't think too much." Mu Yucheng comforted softly.

Under Mu Yucheng's comfort, Tong Miaomiao's emotions gradually calmed down.

But she was still a little unbelievable, "What you said is true?"

"Otherwise, what do you think it is? Teacher Song Qing looks at designs more important than anyone else. If she doesn't like you, she has designed it herself long ago. Why do you have to do this in vain?" Mu Yucheng helped her analyze.

"You're right." Tong Miaomiao sniffed and barely believed Mu Yucheng's logic.

Seeing that the ends of her eyes were a little red, Mu Yucheng stretched out his fingertips and gently stroked the ends of her eyes, "How old are you, are you still crying?"

Tong Miaomiao was in a state of emotion and ignored everything.

Only then did I realize that I was shy.

But she would never admit it.

She turned her head away, "Who cried? Is it you? I haven't."

"Yes, you didn't, I was crying." Mu Yucheng gently tapped her nose, wrapped around Tong Miaomiao's waist, and hugged her tighter.

It would be fine if Mu Yucheng didn’t say it, but the more Tong Miaomiao talked about it, the more shame it felt.

This tone is like coaxing a child.

"Don't talk to me like this." Tong Miaomiao said deliberately fiercely.

Her eyes and nose are slightly red in color, and her eyes are particularly bright by tears.

She thought she was very fierce, but she was particularly cute in Mu Yucheng's eyes.

It's like a little cat with fur that stretches out its pink meat pad and pats you gently.

Mu Yucheng was itchy and couldn't help but kiss her slightly opened red lips.

Tong Miaomiao responded very well with her arms around Mu Yucheng's neck.

The next thing was out of control.

She and Mu Yucheng have already transferred a position.

She was held in a chair and wrapped in Mu Yucheng's arms.

Tong Miaomiao could only lean on the other side and was forced to bear it. She was sitting on the chair much deeper than usual.

Tong Miaomiao quickly couldn't bear it anymore.

She could only beg for mercy, "Yucheng, don't want it anymore, don't want it anymore."

"Hold on." Mu Yucheng's low and hoarse voice was a different kind of sexy.

In the end, Tong Miaomiao could only cry in Mu Yucheng's arms.

Before, Mu Yucheng had always been a gentle attack on her.

When Tong Miaomiao suddenly came here, he couldn't resist it.

She never expected that Mu Yucheng would have such a fierce side.

I don’t know how long it took, Tong Miaomiao lost consciousness.

Seeing that Tong Miaomiao had closed her eyes, Mu Yucheng kissed her eyelid, and with the force of the chair, he also stopped and leaned against Tong Miaomiao's ear and gasped slightly.

He hugged Tong Miaomiao to the bathroom to clean her, and he also washed her body with water, and then hugged Tong Miaomiao in his arms and fell asleep.

When Tong Miaomiao woke up again, there was a thick blackness in front of her.

Her body was sore and painful, and she didn't even have the strength to raise a finger.

She just woke up and didn't know what it was, which made her a little scared.

It was not until he touched a piece of warm skin that Tong Miaomiao felt relieved.

She poked Mu Yucheng's face in anger.

This man is like he is not full.

When they came to Country Y, they had many, but Mu Yucheng's physical strength was as always, even longer and longer.

It made her feel a little miserable.

Although she was quite comfortable, her physical strength was not up to her, which always made her feel a little frustrated.

Tong Miaomiao poked his cheek, and Mu Yucheng woke up immediately. He took Tong Miaomiao's finger and put it on his lips and kissed him, "Ele.me?"

"Of course I'm hungry." Tong Miaomiao touched his empty belly, with a grievance in his tone.

She didn't even eat dinner, and Mu Yucheng was dragged to do that stage.

I don't know if there is too much now.

"Then what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Mu Yucheng also knew that he was doing something wrong, but he couldn't control it.

Tong Miaomiao was too delicious, which made him unable to help but taste it over and over again.

It is said that two people will get tired of being together, but Mu Yucheng doesn't feel that way.

He likes every little emotion of Tong Miaomiao and will remember Tong Miaomiao's little habits.

Whenever Tong Miaomiao showed that he could not see any side in front of him, Mu Yucheng was very surprised.

Just like digging for treasures, every inch of Tong Miaomiao was waiting for him to explore.

"Hotpot." Tong Miaomiao replied without thinking.

After so long she has been to Y country, she has eaten light food.

I want to eat something else but don't have time to do it.

She had been greedy for a long time, but she had never found a chance.

Who made Mu Yucheng squeeze all her energy just now? She also had to squeeze Mu Yucheng.

"I'm sure I want to eat hot pot?" Mu Yucheng got out of bed and put on his clothes, touched Tong Miaomiao's head.
Chapter completed!