Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Chapter 191 Jian Zhinian's Room

After Jian Zhinian opened the door, he stepped back and let Mu Qingyuan go in first.

So, the little girl Nian Nian rushed towards Mu Qingyuan——

"Dad, hug--"

Mu Qingyuan squatted hurriedly, and a soft little body rushed into his arms. The short little hands hung on his neck, and a loud kiss sounded on the face.

"Dad, I miss you so much!"

Shen Ruxin looked at Mu Qingyuan and Jian Zhinian standing side by side at the door. Mu Qingyuan was holding Nian Nian in his arms. The three of them were standing against the light, looking very harmonious.

very nice.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Don't just stand at the door, come in..."

In a short period of time, the villa was tidied and cleaned, with flowers picked from the yard, freshly cut fruits, and freshly squeezed juice on the table.

It doesn’t have the extravagance of wealthy families, but it has a unique sense of warmth and elegance.

After all, Shen Ruxin is from the Shen family.

Mu Qingyuan later learned about the Shen family in City B. Mr. Shen was born into a scholarly family and was a retired academician. Although his son did not inherit his love for scientific research, he was also considered to be a gentleman and a famous Confucian businessman in City B.

On the other hand, his nephew Jian Zhinian was very good at studying since he was young, and he showed his academic talent and inquisitive nature very early on. Because of this, Jian Zhinian was always liked by Mr. Shen and was taken care of quite a lot...

"Aunt Shen, sorry to bother you..."

Mu Qingyuan put Nian Nian down, took all the gifts in Jian Zhinian's hands and brought them in, greeting him politely.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ruxin and Jian Zhinian both turned around and looked at him.

That look was somewhat ambiguous...disappointment?

Shen Ruxin smiled slightly and said, "Xingchen, you're home now. Don't be so formal. You guys sit down for a while. I'll go to the kitchen to take a look..."

Mu Qingyuan sat next to Jian Zhinian, took the fruit he handed over, but didn't put it in his mouth, feeling a little nervous.

"Zhizhi, did I just say something wrong?"

Why did the mother and son look at him together...

Jian Zhinian stuffed a mouthful of mangosteen in his mouth, glanced at Mu Qingyuan, and said with a smile, "Nothing, I thought you would call me 'Mom' just now with your thick skin. I guess my mother thinks the same as me."

After all, this person always calls me "Mom", but I didn't expect him to be so timid when I was in person.

Mu Qingyuan regretted it so much and said anxiously, "Can I do it again? I, I really want to scream... but I'm afraid that my mother will be unhappy, and this will backfire..."

Jian Zhinian smiled without saying a word, held Mu Qingyuan's hand, and stuffed the small melon in his hand into Mu Qingyuan's mouth.

gag.

Can you try it again and experience it yourself?

Mu Qingyuan regretted it so much!

Nian Nian saw her father and uncle flirting with each other, smiling, so she went to the kitchen to accompany her grandmother and asked if her father would stay at home tonight...

Mu Qingyuan looked at the little girl's back, feeling anxious and worried. He couldn't help but reflect: "Why doesn't Nian Nian kiss me anymore? Am I coming too little?"

When Jian Zhinian saw this man coming to his house, he lost all his confidence and suddenly had a headache.

He had discovered that Mu Qingyuan had this problem before!

"Okay, stop imagining that. I'll take you to my room so you don't have to think too much."

It just so happens that the mother may have prepared hastily, so give them some time...

"Okay."

Mu Qingyuan was eager for this, his eyes full of anticipation. He had never entered Jian Zhinian's room before.

The rooms here should show more signs of age than the staff quarters of K University.

Jian Zhinian was confused by his excitement. It was just his room, and Mu Qingyuan had been there before.

In K's old dormitory, in the staff building, ever since he acknowledged his boyfriend's identity, he had never deliberately stopped him from entering his world.

It was then and it is now.

So, after opening the door and letting Mu Qingyuan in, Jian Zhinian sat down casually on a chair and said, "As you please."

In Jian Zhinian's room, except for the different layouts and sizes, the atmosphere of each place is the same.

Mu Qingyuan felt very familiar as soon as he came in.

Jian Zhinian's room in the villa is very large, at least as big as two bedrooms in the staff building of K University. The whole room is very long, decorated in a simple Chinese style, with a garden-style arched partition in the middle. It should be a study.

Many people like to separate their bedroom and study. Mu Qingyuan discovered that Jian Zhinian’s bedroom and study are basically integrated.

Most people think that the bedroom has more privacy, so they put it inside. But Jian Zhinian is different. When you open the door of his room, you can see the bedroom, and the study is hidden inside.

"Zhizhi, is that a study room?"

Mu Qingyuan asked knowingly and made an excuse to go inside.

Jian Zhinian responded, "Well, if you're curious, you can go in and take a look."

There is nothing new in his study except books.

Jian Zhinian forgot that this was only for himself.

For Mu Qingyuan, this is a whole new world, a world where he gets to know Jian Zhinian better.

Shen Ruxin is a person who collects memories, and Jian Zhinian happened to be someone she had accompanied throughout his growth. Shen Ruxin had recorded and preserved every stage of Jian Zhinian's growth very well.

Jian Zhinian's study is very large. Apart from some necessary decorations, the space against the wall is almost entirely used for bookcases and display cabinets.

The bookcase is naturally filled with Jian Zhinian's books, and of course there are also some photo albums that have been put away.

Jian Zhinian was already used to seeing photo albums and books mixed together.

But for Mu Qingyuan, he could tell it at a glance, and it had a strong attraction.

He pointed to the photo album above and asked, "Can I take a look?"

Jian Zhinian originally thought that there was nothing special about his room and Mu Qingyuan should be able to look around at will. But when he made the first request, Jian Zhinian waved his hands in astonishment.

"No, no..."

The album contained all his childhood photos. What on earth were Mu Qingyuan’s eyes made of? How come he could see the album as soon as he arrived?

He has lived here for so many years that he has forgotten the existence of that thing.

Mu Qingyuan felt a little disappointed. He decided not to look at it and walked around the study.

In addition to the bookcase, there are also many display cabinets in the study, which contain many photos of Jian Zhinian from childhood to adulthood, as well as trophies and certificates...

Things that Jian Zhinian took for granted in his daily life now seemed to Mu Qingyuan like Jian Zhinian’s past, and he liked them all very much.

Seeing that Mu Qingyuan was watching with great interest, Jian Zhinian suddenly had the urge to hold his forehead.

How could he forget that he had these in his study...

Fearing that Mu Qingyuan would discover something new, Jian Zhinian hurriedly brought Mu Qingyuan to the bedroom.