Pampered (MTL)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

    In the afternoon, Mu Xi still went upstairs to his room.

    It stands to reason that Shen Ming and his party should also leave, but Li Jingsheng finally came here. Grandpa has a good impression of this filial nephew who can talk. In addition, Li Jingsheng is interested in calligraphy, French painting and so on. The lonely grandfather had a lot of discussions with them, and even Lu Zhenghao, who was listening, was attracted.

    Shen Ming went to the second floor once during the period.

    Mu Xi is still staying in his room, the computer in the room is turned on, there is a pen on the draft pad, and the rows of numbers and symbols are neat and elegant.

    The door of his room was left open so that grandma or the nanny could bring some melons and fruits in. Shen Ming stood at the door and tapped on the door twice with his fingers.

    Mu Xi suddenly raised his eyes when he heard the knock on the door.

    Shen Ming's voice seemed to have a slight smile: "Can I come in?"

    Mu Xi walked over and looked outside the door, but there was no one outside. Grandma should go back to her room for an afternoon nap at this time, and the nanny and Uncle Qian are not here.

    After the door of the room was locked, Mu Xi pressed on his arm and raised his head slightly to allow him to kiss his forehead and nose bridge.

    In fact, the two of them didn't have much in common. Mu Xi wasn't very talkative, and Shen Ming was usually taciturn, but they were newlyweds, and they didn't have any restrictions on physical contact, so it was only natural for them to do intimate things.

    Shen Ming pressed Mu Xi onto the bed, and stroked the young man's snow-white and delicate side face with one hand. He could sense that the other party was a little embarrassed, and even a little naively attached.

    "You can't do that here." Mu Xi moved in his arms, "The nanny changes my bedding every day, and I will be found out."

    When Mu Xi grew up, she treated Mu Xi like a child. They all had the common problem of the elders of their time. They didn't particularly respect children's privacy, and they would yell in front of grandma when they found any movement.

    Shen Ming put his arms around his waist: "Okay, don't do it. I'm a little sleepy, I'll hold you and sleep for a while."

    Shen Ming was indeed a little sleepy.

    He came here on a business trip, and the quality of his sleep at night was not good. He had always suffered from insomnia. After waking up at four o'clock in the morning this morning, he didn't fall asleep again.

    Although Mu Xi doesn't have ADHD, but if he is tied to the bed like this, he will inevitably want to leave to check his phone or do homework or something.

    Shen Ming pressed his head and pressed him on his shoulder, and Mu Xi could feel the man's strong and firm muscles through the thin clothes. Bored, he opened his eyes to count how many eyelashes Shen Ming had. After a while, Mu Xi couldn't hold his eyelids, and fell asleep buried on Shen Ming's shoulder.

    Lu Zhenghao and Li Jingsheng drank the Pu'er tea collected by Mr. Ji, and listened to Mr. Ji explaining a painting in his collection. Mr. Ji was very popular with the students when he was teaching at the university, and his pronunciation was pure and rhythmic. Fascinated.

    After a long time, Lu Zhenghao stabbed Li Jingsheng with his arm: "Where is Shen Ming? Where did he go?"

    Li Jingsheng looked around indifferently: "Maybe he went to the bathroom."