Rong Qiu smiled.

He hasn't said anything yet.

Although alpha's house is a bit messy, it is particularly chaotic, which is not bad. After all, it is a home instead of a hotel that is always clean and tidy.

Taking advantage of the space when Qin Muye was pouring water for him, Rong Qiu looked left and right. He looked at Qin Muye's villa. There were very few things, and it had an extremely simple style. The most important thing was that there were no ornaments on the table. There is something on it.

Rong Qiu narrowed his eyes and leaned over to take a look.

It was actually the bed-partner contract he signed with Qin Muye before!

The thin piece of A4 paper had his and Qin Muye's autographs on it, and now it was framed with a silver-edged frame, so it was very delicate and beautiful... Qin Muye immediately took down the contract and didn't let Rong Qiu continue to look at it. At the same time, Qin Muye handed an eight-point full glass to Rong Qiu to hide his embarrassment.

"Drink water."

"……it is good."

Qin Muye did not mention it, nor did Rong Qiu mention it.

Anyway, it was embarrassing that Qin Muye was not him. When he was drinking from a cup, Rong Qiu watched Qin Muye make his bed for him. Qin Muye's villa was much bigger than Rong Qiu's. In addition to the master and guest bedrooms on the second floor, there was also a study room. There is also a bathroom. Qin Muye arranged Rong Qiu on the second floor, separated from the master bedroom by a study and bathroom.

Rong Qiu originally thought he lived on the first floor, but he did not expect to be assigned to the second floor.

But he went with the flow.

He is the guest, Qin Muye is the master, he can just listen to Qin Muye's arrangement.

After drinking a few sips of water, he carried all the remaining bags into the guest room. The guest bedroom on the second floor was very large, not as big as Rong Qiu's master bedroom in his own home.

He didn't need thick quilts and mattresses in summer, so Qin Muye brought him a clean black and white checkered blanket. Considering that Rong Qiu still had the habit of taking off the bed, Qin Muye brought him hypnosis before Rong Qiu took a nap. aromatherapy.

Rong Qiu suddenly had a feeling that the world line was constricted.

The same aromatherapy, the same sign, and the same woody scent he had received when he was bedside Rong Qin in the hospital.

But at that time it was sent by Zhao Nanchen.

Now Qin Muye sent the same style...

Qin Muye was like a stunned young man who gave a gift for the first time. He held up the aromatherapy in his hand and looked at Rong Qiu, who was naked with his upper body almost sluggishly.

Because Rong Qiu was about to take a nap, he just changed out of the shirt he had been wearing all morning. The clothes he was going to wear were being washed in the washing machine, so now he is naked, only the bottom pants are still there, and Rong Qiu has not even put on his shoes. , Beta stepped on the floor with bare feet, the curtains were closed, and the light falling from the door made Rong Qiu's skin extra delicate, and the two red spots were even more tender.

Qin Muye's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and immediately raised the aromatherapy in his hand: "Hypnotic aromatherapy, maybe it can ease taking off the bed."

Seeing the aromatherapy taller than himself, Rong Qiu, who was leaning against the door frame, didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand to pick it up: "Thank you."

Qin Muye's sight suddenly fell into a white arm.

The second after Rong Qiu took the aromatherapy, he took the initiative to close the door for Rong Qiu.

With a "bang", Qin Muye finally turned his eyes away from Mobai. Without seeing Rong Qiu, Qin Muye's suppressed emotions could finally be released to the fullest. Alpha's breathing increased, and the earphones turned red. He didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe it was beta's pure white chest and chest, or maybe it was beta's forearm covered with thin muscles. In short, alpha leaned against the wall suddenly, and his back was bent like a Like a shrimp, two big hands were still covering his bloodshot cheeks.

In the short breathing sound, the scent of agarwood left in the aromatherapy smell is very similar to his pheromone.

He is selfish.

I want this smell to accompany Rong Qiu to sleep.

I don't know if this hypnotic aromatherapy really works for him.

That day, Rong Qiu's nap and night sleep were of high quality. He didn't dream. He woke up refreshed, and even slept until the alarm on his mobile phone went off for the first time ever.

At seven o'clock, Rong Qiu got up.

Because he can't go to the research institute without a car, his arrangement today is to revise some of the detailed drafts of the mecha in the room.

When he went downstairs, he also saw Qin Muye.

Qin Muye didn't go to work at seven o'clock in the morning. Alpha had already changed into a white inner shirt with a halter apron in the front. There was a contrast of social elites in the kitchen, but Qin Muye's movements were already very skilled.

This was the first time Rong Qiu had seen Qin Muye cook anything other than hangover soup.

Fried eggs, hot toast, warm milk.

This breakfast was similar to what Rong Qiu prepared at home, and even tasted similar. Rong Qiu liked to sprinkle a little salt on top of the fried eggs, so that it was charred and fragrant, which made him appetite in the early morning.

He didn't expect that Qin Muye's fried eggs were also sprinkled with salt.

After two eggs, two slices of toast, and a glass of warmed oat milk.

Rong Qiu had an inexplicable feeling that he was being served.

But it's not a bad feeling.

Seeing that Rong Qiu had finished the plate, Qin Muye, who was opposite Rong Qiu, sped up his chewing, frying eggs one bite at a time, and within three minutes, Qin Muye had already finished the breakfast.

This kind of toast and omelette he saw from Rong Qin's circle of friends.

Rong Qin likes to show off all things about Rong Qiu, including this fried egg on toast. Qin Muye recreated it at home many times before, and he didn't expect to have the opportunity to make it for Rong Qiu, but today I saw Rong Qiu. Qiu ate the breakfast he made himself, still in his own villa, and the inexplicable sense of satisfaction far surpassed the feeling he felt when he sent the sick meal to the hospital.

It's like my own villa finally has such a baby.

Maybe it's his baby.

Rong Qiu roughly calculated that he should only stay at Qin Muye's house for three days at most.

In three days, even if his keys were not found at the restaurant, the keys sent by Rong Qin from Remote Star could reach him. As long as he got the keys to the villa at home, he also had the spare car keys.