Chapter 12
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When Yan Qingchi woke up the next morning, he felt a sense of helplessness from being bound. He lowered his head and saw that Jiang Mochen was still holding him in his arms. The reason why it was "still" was because Jiang Mochen had suddenly turned over and hugged him in the middle of the night last night. Yan Qingchi had always been a light sleeper. When he was hugged like this, he almost broke free from the other party and dislocated the other party's arm. It was only a second before he made a move that his brain reacted in time. That was why he didn't let Yan Qingchi fall asleep. On the Wedding Night, the Husband's Blood Stains the Wedding Bed. Is This a Moral Decay or a Twisted Human Nature?
He reached out to take Jiang Mochen's hand away, but Jiang Mochen reflexively grabbed his hand.
"What?" Jiang Mochen asked in a daze.
"I should get up."
Jiang Mochen forced his eyes open and took a look at his phone. "It's only seven o 'clock. Why are you up so early?"
"I'm going for a morning run." Yan Qingchi patted his hand with his other hand and motioned for him to let go.
Jiang Mochen let go of his hand. "Where are you going?"
Yan Qingchi rolled out of bed. "I'm going to the gym at home. I want to use your treadmill."
Jiang Mochen thought that he was going for a morning run, but it turned out that he was in the house. "Then why are you up so early?"
"I'm used to it."
After he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Mochen looking him up and down. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I admire you. It seems like you're not affected at all. You didn't go to bed until two o 'clock last night, but you still woke up at seven o' clock in the morning and went for a morning run in high spirits. You're amazing. I really underestimated you."
Yan Qingchi turned around and smiled perfunctorily. Then he walked to the bathroom.
He quickly washed up, changed into his sportswear, left the bedroom, and went to the gym on the second floor.
After running for about 40 minutes, Yan Qingchi felt the door open. He turned around and saw Qi Qi standing at the door. She stuck her head out and looked inside.
He looked at his watch, stopped the treadmill, and walked to the door.
When Qi Qi saw him coming over, he turned around and pressed himself against the wall to hide.
When Yan Qingchi saw this, she deliberately walked to the door and leaned her upper body out first. "Wow!" She clenched her hands into claws and said, "I caught you."
Qi Qi was amused. She giggled and took two steps back.
Yan Qingchi walked out and patted his head. "Are you hungry?"
Qi Qi nodded.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to take a shower first. I'll cook for you later."
Qi Qi nodded again.
Yan Qingchi brought him to the living room and asked him to sit on the sofa to watch TV. Then he went back to the bedroom to get a set of clothes. He looked at Jiang Mochen's sleeping profile. He did not want to wake him up, so he went to the guest room to take a shower.
Aunt Zhang had something going on at home, so she had applied for leave at the last minute. They had to do a lot of things themselves.
Yan Qingchi looked at the fridge and asked Qi Qi. "Do you want some porridge?"
Qi Qi nodded.
"Shall I heat up some buns for you?"
"Okay," Qi Qi replied softly. He nodded as he got off the sofa and walked over to Yan Qingchi.
Yan Qingchi made some milk for him and handed him the bottle. "Drink this first. You can eat later."
Qi Qi took the bottle and lowered his head to drink the milk.
Yan Qingchi took the ingredients and went into the kitchen.
Seeing him go in, Qiqi followed him in with her short legs.
"Do you know what this is?" Yan Qingchi asked him as he washed the rice.
"Rice."
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