On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chapter 222: Put Out the Fire

Chi Mu suddenly felt his body burning hot, and the temperature spread up to his neck and face.

He majestically covered Chen Qian's clear eyes with his hands, turned his head away, and said with a suppressed tone, "Xiao Qian, you'd better stop talking for now."

Chen Qian's words caught Chi Mu off guard. He was immediately thrown into disarray, and his mind was in a mess.

Chi Mu on this side was in a panic, and was even thinking about whether he should just cover Chen Qian's mouth, but Chen Qian on the other side seemed to be unaware of anything and continued to do his own thing.

He continued in his innocent tone, "You're shy, so cute."

"Xiao Qian, thank you for thinking it's cute, but let's talk later."

"Can I ask one last question?" Chen Qian was still chattering to himself.

"No."

He ignored the rejection and asked innocently, "Did you look up?"

Chi Mu:......

Chi Mu released his hand that was covering Chen Qian, and looked into his smiling eyes. There was a faint glimmer of fire in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"Xiao Qian, you just said you can take responsibility, you can't go back on your word."

"What do you mean?" Now it was Chen Qian's turn to be confused, looking at Chi Mu in confusion.

After a long period of wear and tear, the bed board gradually lost its toughness that it was proud of, and made a noticeable creaking sound as the two people's movements changed.

When Chen Qian came to his senses, Chi Mu had already pinched his waist and was sitting on his legs.

Chen Qian couldn't help but secretly complain. All this was just because he had set up Chi Mu in his dream as a real-life version of Popeye who loved spinach, not because he was too light.

"Put out the fire." Chi Mu said as a matter of course. He turned his hand that was pinching Chen Qian's waist, and reached into her loose pajamas, gradually climbing up.

As the familiar set of techniques came out, Chen Qian immediately recalled the fatigue he had suffered in the past, which made him feel scared even in his dreams.

Chen Qiancai realized that he had caused trouble. He struggled to escape while trying to explain in a hurry.

In his haste to multitask, he uttered illogical nonsense, "No, no, wait a minute! I didn't say I wanted to make spring...hiss—it's still winter!"

"What does this have to do with winter? I've already advised you, it's you who doesn't cherish it." Chi Mu tilted his head back and gently kissed Chen Qian's blushing face. He murmured softly, "Xiao Qian..."

The tender gesture was the same as before, but Chen Qian's mood plummeted to the bottom. The misty dreamlike feeling seemed to be cut open by a big hole, and a sharp wind blew towards the drowsy Chen Qian.

He stopped struggling, and an inexplicable sour feeling in his heart rushed to the top of his head, flooding his nasal cavity and tear glands.

"Why... do you keep calling me Xiao Qian? You weren't like this before..."

"What?" Chi Mu was a little surprised. He looked up and saw two tears in Chen Qian's eyes that were about to fall.

For a moment, he was a little confused about the reason for Chen Qian's sudden change of mood.

Weren’t you very happy just now? Why are you sad again all of a sudden?

Chen Qian met his eyes, forced an ugly smile, and babbled as if talking to herself, "I finally dreamed of this, but it's still a little different from before... What a pity, isn't it."

Chi Mu suddenly understood and thought to himself, "So that's how it is."

"It's not a pity. I will do whatever you want me to call you." He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe Chen Qian's tears, and then held Chen Qian's face.

He said seriously, "Just say it like you wanted me to hug you just now. Stop crying and just tell me, baby."

"Woo... um." Chen Qian was completely emotionally aroused by these words. He nodded with sobs, and the water droplets on his face dripped into a line. With Chi Mu's busy movements, his face was constantly wiped open, making it wet.

He sniffled and said, "Shout twice more."

"Baby? You can hear it as many times as you want. Don't cry, baby, okay?" Chi Mu was rarely at a loss.

No matter how hard he tried to wipe the tears from Chen Qian's face, they never stopped. The tissues that were constantly being pulled out were clenched into a wet ball in Chi Mu's hand, and within a few minutes, they formed a small pile.

"But I... am a little too... hiccup, too sad now." Chen Qian shook his head, and his words were cut into several segments by his hiccups before he finished speaking.

He sniffed hard and said, "I can't stop..."

"Then cry for a while, I'll accompany you, it's okay." Chi Mu's big palm stroked Chen Qian's slightly curled spine up and down repeatedly, and the heavy force and heat were continuously transmitted to Chen Qian through the thin cotton pajamas.

In this way, Chen Qian sobbed for a long time, until the drunkenness that had not yet been completely eliminated enveloped his consciousness again.

During this period, Chi Mu just hugged him face to face as he did at the beginning, wiped his tears without saying a word, and patted his back from time to time to comfort him.

Seeing that Chen Qian's tears had stopped and he had calmed down, Chi Mu gently brushed the corners of his red eyes with his fingertips and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, much better." Chen Qian responded hesitantly, his words slurred. He leaned over and quietly hid his horrible face in Chi Mu's neck.

"How about going with me to drink some water?" Chi Mu tilted his head slightly, and continued to ask while unconsciously pecking and kissing Chen Qian's neck.

"Drink, I want to drink a lot, drink all the time..." A muffled voice came out from Chen Qian's nose. After the words fell, a furry blanket was covered over his head.

Although his body suddenly lost balance, Chen Qian did not panic at all. He just naturally tightened his arms around Chi Mu's neck and was carried to the kitchen by Chi Mu with steady steps.

Chi Mu gently placed the person on the sink, and wrapped up the half of Chen Qian's exposed calf. After checking that there was no leakage, he turned around to pour water.

While he was pouring the water, Chen Qian quietly turned his head left and right to observe the surrounding furnishings.

Under the light of the open kitchen, there is no dark spot in the not-so-spacious space and everything is visible at a glance.

It must be said that if it weren't for his dream, it would have hardly changed at all, and would be 100% similar to what it was many years ago.

Chen Qian could never imagine that he would have the opportunity to look back at this small two-bedroom apartment in his lifetime, and his lips curled up with interest.