His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 1008 - 293 Who is coming over?_2

Chapter 1008: 293 Who is coming over?_2

When she got home in the evening, she was busy looking over the characteristics of several main characters in the script. Designing Republican-era fashion that matches the characters’ temperament is not an easy task, at the very least, one must fully understand the background and character of the people.

Mu Yichen had been patiently waiting for her period to be over, only to see her buried in work again, spent the whole night with the script in the study.

That night, feeling helpless, he couldn’t take it anymore. After a game of chess with Mu Zihao, he went to the study, circled around her, spread his arms, leaning his hands on the edge of the table on either side of her, his chin resting on her sexy shoulder, frowning as he stared at the script in front of her, his eyes dark as ink.

"Did Wen Runuan give this to you?"

"Hmm! I really think the story is amazing, Wen Runuan certainly has an eye for these things."

Qin Mu couldn’t help but praise Wen Runuan, while Mu Yichen just listened, then glanced at her profile: "Mrs. Mu, you’ve been working very earnestly lately!"

"Praising me?"

Qin Mu turned to look at him in surprise, but saw his rather serious expression, and an uneasy feeling arose in her mind, definitely not praise.

"What’s the matter?"

Qin Mu put down the script, and after a hard effort stood up, Mu Yichen coordinated with her, keeping his hands on the table edge as she finally leaned against it.

"What do you think?"

Those ink-dark eyes carried a bit of resentment, clearly unsatisfied.

Understanding him, Qin Mu immediately smiled tenderly: "Don’t be upset! Speaking of winter is fast approaching, and the script is so thick, plus I promised Wen Runuan to help her, so..."

She pouted, blinking her eyes pitifully.

"But first you have to feed your husband, who’s been starved for a long time, till he’s full."

Mu Yichen kindly reminded her, still so serious.

Qin Mu then reached towards his chest, her finger gently pointing at his heart through his white shirt: "Alright! As long as it satisfies you! Don’t be so cold to me, okay?"

Mu Yichen looked down at her playful demeanor, couldn’t help but frown slightly, as his mood remained rather displeased.

"Satisfy me? How?"

Mu Yichen’s gaze became even more seductive, his voice sinking deeper.

Qin Mu felt her breath becoming irregular, filled with careful anticipation.

"Of course, with your favorite way!"

She said, looking seductively at him, her chest brushing against his body.

Mu Yichen: "..."

He couldn’t stand her flirtatious behavior, grabbed her and pulled her into his chest.

Qin Mu was startled by his sudden aggressive move, but after a moment looked at him shyly, knowing he was really pushed to the edge. This week, Mr. Mu had been unusually disciplined; her period had ended cleanly last night. But because he saw her so exhausted from reading the script, he didn’t bother her, planning to do so this morning, but he suddenly had something to deal with early, postponing it until now.

Oh well!

Everything can wait until Mr. Mu is satisfied.

"Shall we go back to the bedroom?"

"Hmm!"

"Could I at least hold the script?"

Qin Mu glanced at him nervously, trying to please with her gaze.

Mu Yichen was exasperated, knowing she intended to continue with the script after they finished, so he picked her up along with the script.

"As long as you still have the energy by then!"

Mu Yichen was almost angrily determined, planning not to stop until she was utterly exhausted.

So...

That night, there were many indescribable scenes.

Afterwards, Qin Mu really had no strength to touch the script. Her hand wanted to grab it; the script was on the bedside table right next to her, but her arms felt boneless, unable to reach it, her fingers barely moved before she lay there sleeping deeply.

Mu Yichen took a shower, returned to the bed refreshed, seeing she was already asleep soundly, probably wouldn’t wake even with a thunderstorm, then turned his attention to the script beside her.

Perhaps just finished with the act, he felt so comfortable, comfortable enough to see what on earth was written in the script she was so focused on recently.

A Republic-era drama?

But flipping through a few pages, he found it to be mostly romance.

Just a romantic drama under the guise of Republic of China?

Still with a tragic love story!

Such things didn’t bode well for his wife to read too much, involuntarily frowning.

The next morning when Qin Mu woke up, it was already seven o’clock, Mu Yichen was still lying beside her, though he was already looking through documents.