Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 689 - 688 Qiqi, Give Me _1

Chapter 689: Chapter 688 Qiqi, Give Me _1

Before she knew it, Mu Ziqing had already spent three days in the manor. During these three days, Huo En hadn’t gone out either, staying with her the whole time.

Their affection for each other could be described as rapidly heating up, like a pair of lovers in the throes of a passionate romance.

Actually, Mu Ziqing and Huo En really didn’t have what one would call a honeymoon phase.

When Mu Ziqing hadn’t accepted Huo En, they weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend.

Once Mu Ziqing finally accepted Huo En, the two were separated by distance, meeting only once every two or three months.

But this time was different, Mu Ziqing was brought home by Huo En, free to stay as long as she desired.

Huo En was injured, and Mu Ziqing took meticulous care of him. Despite having numerous servants, she wanted to look after him personally.

Perhaps it was the medicine, or perhaps due to Huo En’s good constitution, but the wound was healing at an astonishing rate.

And everyone in the manor got to witness their Duke showing such affection for a woman—an utterly astonishing sight for them all.

They became even warmer and more respectful towards Mu Ziqing.

That evening, Mu Ziqing helped Huo En to change his bandages. Although she wasn’t medically trained, these things came naturally after seeing them often enough.

She had just set the medical kit to one side when Huo En suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

Mu Ziqing let out a low cry, "Be careful..."

"I’m fine now..." Huo En rubbed his chin against Mu Ziqing’s forehead.

Mu Ziqing pouted, "Fine? You still have bandages on."

Huo En chuckled softly, "But the wound is no longer an issue..."

"Really?" Mu Ziqing gave him a sideways glance.

"Mmm...Don’t believe me? Feel for yourself..." Huo En said suggestively, already pulling Mu Ziqing’s hand towards his chest.

Mu Ziqing’s face turned red, and she quickly withdrew her hand. This man had injuries yet he was still playing the rogue!

She looked up abruptly, only to meet Huo En’s gaze, his amber eyes fixed intently on her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her face away, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, "Um...you rest for a bit, I’m going to get a glass of water..."

She tried to wriggle out from Huo En’s arms, but he didn’t allow her to escape, holding her firmly in place.

"Qiqi..." Huo En gently lifted Mu Ziqing’s face, his voice tinged with a husky note.

Mu Ziqing dared not meet his eyes, her gaze darting around.

Only she knew how fast her heart was beating.

Since she arrived, they had shared a bed every night. She had requested her own room, but her protests were in vain.

The past few nights he had been quite well-behaved, but now, with his injury slightly better, he had immediately changed...

"You...you let go of me first..." Mu Ziqing’s ears burned.

Huo En, however, rolled over in a swift motion, and Mu Ziqing found herself suddenly pinned beneath him.

She immediately became unsettled...

"Huo En..." She raised her hand and pushed against his left chest, unable to push the right side, she figured pushing the left should be fine.

"Qiqi...give me..." Huo En’s voice was rough, his eyes fervently gazing at the shy Mu Ziqing beneath him.

He had waited too long for this day, he didn’t want to wait any longer. In this moment, he was desperate to possess her, to have her truly become his woman.

Mu Ziqing was very green when it came to matters of desire, and in all their time together, Huo En had never done anything to overstep the bounds with her, limiting himself to hugs and kisses.

But to straightforwardly ask for intimacy like tonight was a first.

And it was this first time that left her flustered and at a loss.

She had heard that the first time was painful, and she was truly afraid...

Huo En seemed to see through what was on her mind, and tenderly kissed her forehead...

"Good girl... Relax, don’t be afraid..."

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After a night of passion, Mu Ziqing didn’t know how long Huo En had kept her awake until she finally drifted into a heavy sleep, exhausted, truly too tired...

The next day at noon, in the opulent bedroom with European-style design, the sleeping figure on the bed slowly began to stir.

The bedroom was very quiet, and the soundproofing was very good, almost no noise could be heard.

Mu Ziqing moved her sore body and then tiredly opened her eyes, obviously, she still hadn’t had enough sleep.

She turned her head slightly, only to find that Huo En’s figure was no longer beside her. The memory of last night made her cheeks flush with redness once again.

A sweet sentiment swept across the bottom of her heart...

Although it hadn’t been as painful as she had imagined, his tenderness and passion made her surrender time and time again.

It had to be said, Huo En was an extremely charming man.

Every time she thought of him, she felt completely flustered.

She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and couldn’t help but widen her eyes in astonishment. Was it already past twelve o’clock?

How could she have slept for so long...

And why had no one come to wake her...

After silently fretting for a while, she endured the soreness and climbed out of bed. Just as her feet touched the ground, her legs suddenly gave way. If it weren’t for her holding on to the side of the bed, she would have certainly fallen.

She couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath, adjusted for a while, and then headed towards the bathroom.

After washing up and getting dressed neatly, she walked out the door with a smile on her face.

When she reached the ground floor, she was greeted with a chorus of good mornings: "Miss Mu, good morning..."

Her face turned awkward—good morning...

It seemed to have already passed morning by now, yet they were still so considerate of her feelings.

She looked around, Huo En was nowhere to be seen, so she asked one of the servants nearby.

"Where is Huo En? Where is he?"

The servants were already used to Mu Ziqing calling Huo En by his name. One servant bowed his head slightly, "The Duke is in the study... Sir..."

"I understand..." Mu Ziqing waved her hand, cutting off the servant’s next words, and turned to walk outside...

The servant blinked, watching Mu Ziqing’s retreating back, and with words on the tip of his tongue, he closed his mouth.

What he wanted to say was, the Duke, Adolf Nightingale, had returned...

Unimpeded, she made her way back to the second floor where the study was located. Just as she turned a corner, she heard a low reprimand from inside the partly closed study...

"Nonsense! How... how could you bring an Eastern woman into our home!! How am I supposed to explain this to the Crichton Family!"

Mu Ziqing’s brows furrowed abruptly...

This person... could it be... his father, Adolf?

The old Duke, Adolf Nightingale.

Huo En was the only Duke who wasn’t hereditary; he was the youngest Duke ever to be granted the title for his own accomplishments.

"My mother was also from the East..." Huo En’s voice rang out, neither light nor heavy.

The old Duke seemed to be at a loss for words after Huo En’s remark.

Mu Ziqing took a deep breath and couldn’t help but move a little closer...

After a long while, the old Duke’s voice finally arose faintly: "Don’t forget, Isabella is your designated wife, and it was you who chose her that year..."