Mr. Mu has special provocative skills

When Qi Junqing woke up, Mu Yunting was lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, he looked very calm and peaceful, completely different from his usual decisiveness.

This is what he really is.

For a long time, Mu Yunting was calm and calm, and the mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his color, making people forget that he is actually not a real adult.In an ordinary family, maybe he is still being taken care of by his parents meticulously, maybe he is still receiving the monthly pocket money with peace of mind.

Instead of coming out early to take charge of one's own work like now, trying to adjust his facial expressions in order to make himself look reliable.

Qi Junqing couldn't bear to wake him up, he must have taken care of himself until late yesterday.This made him despise himself a little.Mu Yunting is already very tired, and he still has to worry about himself.

However, if he slept on his stomach like this, not only would his body be sore when he woke up, but his heart would also be easily oppressed.

Helpless, Qi Junqing had no choice but to gently push his shoulder and call out: "Yun Ting, wake up, go to bed and sleep."

"Huh?" Mu Yunting was obviously not asleep, and woke up after being pushed by him.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up straight, his dazed look was surprisingly cute.

"You're awake. I'm going to get some porridge." As he said that, he was about to go out.

Unexpectedly, standing up too hastily, hypoglycemia broke out without any accident, his eyes darkened, and his body was about to fall down.Qi Jun was slightly startled, and quickly jumped up from the bed to catch him firmly.

"Yunting!" The tone of the voice changed.

Mu Yunting also recovered at this time, so he pushed his arm with his hand, "It's okay, maybe I got up too fast, let go, I'll go to the kitchen..."

How could Qi Junqing listen to him, he hugged him tightly and did not let go, and put his hand on his forehead to test his temperature, feeling something unusual.

"Do you have a fever?"

Just as Mu Yunting was about to say no, a sudden dizziness hit him again, making him speechless, and his moist eyes, which had just woken up, closed uncomfortably.

This time Qi Jun was so frightened that his face turned pale, he quickly picked him up, put him on the bed and stuffed him into the quilt, and then tucked him tightly in the corner of the quilt.

I quickly searched for thermometers and antipyretics from boxes and cabinets.

When Mu Yunting opened his eyes, he saw that the drawers of the bedside table had been turned into a mess, and Qi Jun was still busy with his back turned to him.

He sighed and said softly, "It's in the cabinet on the right, in the second drawer."

Qi Jun listened to his instructions, turned to the right, and found the thermometer, he jumped up, shook the thermometer, and stuffed it under Mu Yunting's armpit.

He said very seriously, "Clamp. I'll make porridge for you."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room. When he came to the living room, he saw a table full of untouched food and corked red wine.

His nose was sore, and tears flowed out of his eyes somehow, as if he didn't want money.

It turned out that Mu Yunting had been waiting for him all night...

All of a sudden, the grievances, resentment, and dissatisfaction from these days all flooded up.He almost wanted to rush in and hug the person on the bed tightly.

But no.

If he did, it would be tempting to rely on him again.

How is it different from before?

I still can't grow up.

So, he rubbed his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, and then walked quickly to the kitchen.

Qi Junqing is actually good at cooking porridge, because his adoptive mother has been bedridden for many years, and he has experience in taking care of her.

After a while, a pot of soft and glutinous chicken shredded salty porridge was freshly baked.

Qi Jun filled a bowl with a spoon and went to the room.

At this time, Mu Yunting had already picked up the thermometer and put it aside.

Qi Junqing tried his best to calm down his expression, and asked, "How many times?"

"37 degrees 6."

"Low fever. You drink porridge first, take medicine after drinking, and then sleep for a while. If the condition does not improve in the afternoon, go to the hospital."

"Jun Qing, you're making too much of a fuss."

He wanted to say something more, but unexpectedly, Qi Junqing squatted down in front of him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said solemnly: "As long as it is related to you, it is not a trivial matter."

"..." Mu Yunting turned his head uncomfortably, "Jun Qing, you yesterday..."

He was thinking about how not to hurt Qi Junqing's self-esteem.

Unexpectedly, Qi Junqing said calmly, "I can solve this myself. If I can't solve it, I will find you again."

Then, put a mouthful of porridge into Mu Yunting's mouth.

Mu Yunting was stunned, and was forced to swallow, only to find that the mouth was soft and the temperature was just right, making his throat feel better after eating.

Qi Jun looked down on his strange expression, and asked with a bit of complacency: "How is it? Not bad?"

"Ah."

Qi Junqing was happy now, "I figured this out when I was young! Let me tell you..."

Barbara.

Mu Yunting just listened to him with such a gentle expression, watched him dance and describe, and occasionally swallowed a few mouthfuls of porridge that he brought to his mouth.

After talking for a long time, Qi Junqing felt a little embarrassed. He coughed dryly and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you still need to rest. Go to sleep quickly, I'll clean up and take a bath again."

He didn't forget that he came back stinking from drinking last night.It's really embarrassing for Mu Yunting, who obviously couldn't stand it and still didn't speak out.

"Yeah." Mu Yunting obediently closed his eyes, and not long after, he really fell asleep.

Seeing that his breathing was steady, Qi Jun walked out quietly, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Secretary Hu? I'm Jun Qing....The stuff? I've got the stuff....Are you free this afternoon? Okay, okay, I'll go over."

After hanging up the phone, he let out a long sigh of relief.If you want to prosper, you have to have people above you.

He didn't want to rely on Mu Yunting, and he didn't have the support of his family.Alone, can only make some heresy.

To say that he was able to get on the line of Secretary Hu was actually pure luck.Mrs. Hu was almost hit by someone that day, but it was Qi Jun who quickly pulled her back from the zebra crossing and accompanied her to the hospital for a full-body examination.

Moreover, Qi Junqing happened to look somewhat similar to their couple's dead son.

So Secretary Hu and his wife have no ill feeling towards him.

Secretary Hu's name is Hu Heng, and he happens to be the secretary of the Cultural Bureau, he can stand up to You Xiang, and even subtly overpower him.

You Xiang got stuck in Qi Junqing's project, and Hu Heng supported it.Moreover, he has someone in the State Council, and he is looking for an opportunity to pull You Xiang down and become the head himself.

At this time, Qi Jun lightly accepted his favor, so naturally he had to repay him.

So, yesterday he invited You Xiang to the International Restaurant for a drink on the pretext of discussing the project. When he was almost drunk, he coaxed him to say something he shouldn't have said, and recorded a video.

But he didn't please himself, he drank with him and staggered, and made Mu Yunting worry about him all night.