After a while, Mu's mother had walked out of the master bedroom.
She had already put on a black dress, and because her right hand wasn't ready yet, her long hair, which she always loved to tie up, was just hanging casually on her shoulders.
Hearing her footsteps, Qin Zhaoyang turned his face instinctively and saw her flowing clothes and hair. In a trance, he seemed to see her walking gracefully on campus when she was young.
Noticing his gaze, Mu's mother raised her left hand to straighten her hair uncomfortably.
"I'm going to comb my hair."
"No need." Qin Zhaoyang came over, "This... is good."
Noticing that a lock of her hair was not combed out in her collar, he stepped behind her, raised his hands to hold her long hair, and carefully arranged her long hair.
However, his hands did not move back immediately. Instead, they spread out and placed them flat on her shoulders. He then lowered his head, put his nose gently close to her hair, and gently called her name.
I still remember when I first met her in school. She passed by the cherry blossom trees in full bloom in Spring City. She raised her face and covered her eyes with her hands to look at the cherry blossoms. He looked at her from a distance, like a fool, and then love at first sight.
Later, I tried every means to find out about her, her name, which department she was in...
Years later, that scene is still fresh in my memory, as if it was yesterday.
"Xin Ning..."
He slowly read her name, one by one, with each raised voice. The name was taken from the Book of Songs. When read out, it seemed like some kind of elegant poem.
Upon hearing these two words, Mu's mother breathed heavily.
Ever since she got together with him, she has been called Madam by everyone up and down, for more than 20 years, and only he can call her by her name.
In the past six months, he had seen her less often than the company directors, and he had never called her by name...
If he hadn't just called her, she would have almost forgotten that she also had a name called Chu Xinning.
Approaching her hair, Qin Zhaoyang gently closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and sucked her breath into his lungs bit by bit.
The tip of his nose separated her hair and touched her skin. The two palms he was holding on her shoulders slid down little by little, wrapped around her waist, and clasped her belly.
After marrying him, she did not give birth. Despite her age, her figure was still not much different from when she was young.
Warm, soft, slender…
The man's palms tightened little by little, pressing her whole body against his chest.
Gently kissing the skin on the back of her neck, he pressed his fingers on her waist with increasing force.
The suit jacket was pushed up and folded by him, revealing fair skin.
The fingertips lightly brushed against her waist. The man raised his arm and inserted his palm into the hem of her clothes, brushing over the thin side ribs...
The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her skin tightened. She hadn't been close to him for so long, and she was a little uncomfortable with the man's sudden tenderness. She subconsciously wanted to struggle.
"Xin Ning..." The man tightened his arms to restrain her struggles, and whispered behind her neck, "I miss you so much."
As he spoke, the man's movements began to intensify, and his palms passed over the side ribs and reached towards her chest.
Chu Xinning turned around and said, "Zhaoyang!"
[Why do I only write this name here? Because from now on, she is not only Mu Tianye’s mother, but also a woman]