I'm secretly married to the boss with cubs

Just as she was thinking about it, with a "click", the bathroom door was pushed open, and the man came out.

He simply surrounded his lower body, but his muscular upper body was unmistakably exposed, and even the undried water drops were still falling down, following the well-defined lines and finally buried in that hidden position, full of lust.

Ming Shu couldn't hold back, and swallowed with a thud.

He... tempted her?
Yan Junye obviously didn't think much about it. He wiped his hair with one hand and strode towards her with long legs.

Ming Shu froze for a moment, her heart beating faintly.

What is he trying to do?

Then I saw the man step over her, stretch out his long arms, and take the dark pajamas that were placed on the hanger above her head.

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Speechless for a moment, Ming Shu pinched his own hand.

What are you thinking about?

Yan Junye put on the clothes with one hand, and then walked to the built-in study in the bedroom, never looking at her more, treating her as if she was transparent.

The sound of closing the door came, and Ming Shu snorted unconvinced.

If it wasn't for his indifferent attitude, maybe she really thought he did it on purpose.

She thought about it, and was about to find clothes and take a shower, when her phone rang suddenly, it was Director Chen Huaqiao calling.

She paused for a moment, and quickly clicked on——

"Ming Shu, our drama has been delayed for too long, you should recover now, join the group as soon as possible in these two days."

Chen Huaqiao was extremely tired.

The filming progress of "Spring Lane 2" has greatly exceeded his budget. If it wasn't for the support of the YS consortium, he would have gone bankrupt before the movie was even released.

Ming Shu also knew that it was indeed her lack of professionalism, so she politely admitted her mistake: "Director Chen, I'm sorry, I will join the group immediately in these two days, I'm really sorry."

Her attitude was sincere, Chen Huaqiao naturally didn't say anything more, and after a few more instructions, she hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Mingshu sent a message to Mu Huanxin, asking her to prepare for joining the group.

After dealing with everything, she went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After she came out, the door of the study was still closed, and there was no one in the bedroom.

Is he planning to stay in the study tonight?

Pursing her lips, Ming Shu was helpless.

Never thought that the banquet balloon would avoid her like this one day.
Thinking that he didn't seem to have eaten anything tonight, she thought for a second, then went downstairs to the kitchen to cook some noodles.

Naturally, her craftsmanship was not as good as his, but it was still passable. Within 10 minutes, a bowl of clear soup with egg noodles was brought out.

Standing at the door of the study, Ming Shu hesitated.

Will she disturb him by going in now?

Forget it, anyway, in his heart, she is a smart person right now, and she is not bad at all.
Then, she knocked on the door and walked in with a noodle bowl.

Sure enough, Yan Junye really planned to leave the study room tonight, he was having an overtime meeting, and the people in the video had nothing to love, but he dared not speak out.

Help, they want to sleep!
Ming Shu glanced at it twice, didn't intend to say more, put down the noodle bowl and walked out.

Yan Junye always ignored it.

After going out, she lay on the bed alone and played with her mobile phone for a while. After about an hour, there was still no unnecessary movement in the study.

She bit her finger and thought.

Well, it should be good to go in and collect the bowl now, right?
It's been more than an hour, no matter what, it's time to finish eating. By the way, can you remind him to go to bed early?

Thinking of this, she crawled out of bed and ran over with her slippers on.

She continued to knock on the door before she walked in.

But he saw the unmoving noodle bowl at a glance.

He didn't eat.

Filled with anticipation, Ming Shu stopped walking as if someone had poured cold water on her head.

After staring blankly at the face that had lost its heat and was smothered into a ball for a long time, she suddenly smiled: "That's right, I was the one who was abrupt."

Knowing that he hates him now, he eagerly sent me in.

Isn't this asking for trouble?
Licking her lips, she held the cold noodle bowl and walked out quietly.

This time she didn't notice that the man who had always been expressionless glanced at her the moment she closed the door.

After Ming Shu came out with the noodle bowl, he didn't pour it out, but sat cross-legged on the side table.

After a while, she picked up her chopsticks and ate.

The cold noodles were not only unpalatable, but also very choking, and there was no water at hand, so she would stop and swallow after a few mouthfuls.

Throat sore and astringent.

Ming Shu was not emotional, and continued to swallow hard.

"enough."

A cold male voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Junye came out at some point, standing beside her at this moment, his hand hanging on one side tightened slightly.

Ming Shu ignored it, and continued to pick up the lump of noodles and put them in his mouth.

The man Qingjuan's brows twitched forcefully, leaned over and clasped the noodle bowl, and pressed it hard on the low table, his voice was hard to discern, "I've said enough."

"not enough!"

Ming Shu looked up at him, the warm yellow light from the floor lamp at the side enveloped her whole body, but it didn't show any warmth, instead it made her feel lonely.

She looked at him with red eyes, and said stubbornly, "This is my cooked noodles. If you don't like it, I will eat it myself."

As he said that, he was about to break his hand.

The mood of Yan Junye's whole body was terribly heavy, and with a little force with his five fingers, he knocked the bowl over to the ground.

"Clap!"

There was a loud bang, especially loud in the silent night.

It made my heart tremble faintly.

Yan Junye picked her up, and his tone was so calm that it made people afraid: "Torturing yourself by eating cold noodles on purpose, thinking that I will feel distressed?"

"Then will you feel bad?"

Mingshu asked stubbornly.

The man didn't pause at all, and said firmly, "No, you don't deserve my heart."

"Ah."

Ming Shu smiled, looked straight into his eyes with black and white eyes, and asked, "Then what do you care about me now?"

I don't feel bad, why should I care if she eats the cold noodles?
Hearing this, Yan Junye still didn't have much emotion, and replied as if it was a routine: "Grandma will worry if you torture yourself, and she will come to ask me when the time comes, I find it annoying."

annoying.

It turned out that in his heart she had reached such a miserable state.

Ming Shu shook his head, suddenly feeling very pitiful.

Never thought that one day, she would pester someone like this, to the point where it made others annoying.

Sniffing, she pushed away his hand, took out a tissue and squatted down to clean up the spilled noodles, then walked back to the bed step by step, covered herself with the quilt, and remained motionless.

It seems like this can isolate all damage.

Yan Junye stared deeply at the small arched ball, and suddenly his temples hurt violently.

He didn't make another sound, and turned into the study.

"Bam—"

With a crisp sound, the study door closed.

Ming Shushu's figure shivered under the blanket, and then shrank more and more into a ball, but his little hands tightly covered his stomach.

He was right, she was annoying.

It's my own fault, my stomach can't take it right now.

But she seemed to be competing with someone, she kept her stomach covered and didn't say a word, even though she was sweating all over because of the pain, she didn't speak a word in a daze.

I do not know how long it has been.

Xu Shi was in so much pain that she hallucinated, she actually saw the man who was supposed to be in the study come out, and even walked to the bedside.

Such a familiar face, such a familiar figure, the pent-up anger suddenly vented, and she cried out: "Honey, I hurt, hug me."