Chapter 2218 Mu Mu, Let Me Hold You for One More Night (Part 1)

Qin Mu said "oh".

The way they get along now is quite peaceful. When Zhou's mother came to make a fuss, Qin Mu calmed down.

Or, she knew that Zhou's mother's fuss would make Zhou Chongguang feel more guilty about him, and the timing of her proposing separation was perfect.

She found that her love for Zhou Chongguang began to calm down.

She still loved him. She hated him, blamed him, and got angry with him for Gu Mei's pregnancy, but she still couldn't be ruthless.

"Zhou Chongguang, let's separate, if... we can adapt." Her voice was very low: "Then let's not be together anymore."

She lowered her head after she said, "Let's try."

Zhou Chongguang's heart was as cold as water, and he smiled bitterly: "Mumu, I won't adapt."

She raised her eyes awkwardly, looked at her, and then lowered her head again.

He took a step forward, gently held her in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Mumu, I'll leave tomorrow, okay?"

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she felt indescribable discomfort, "Zhou Chongguang..."

"Don't reject me!" He closed his eyes and whispered: "Mumu, don't reject me!"

He lowered his head and kissed her hair, his heart ached.

Qin Mu didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit consent.

Zhou Chongguang should have been happy, but his heart was trembling... He really couldn't be happy.

Hesitated for a while: "I'll carry you upstairs to rest?"

"I can walk by myself!" Qin Mu said, and then he found that he had no shoes on his feet. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had carried her down just now.

Zhou Chongguang looked at her.

Qin Mu didn't say a word.

He picked her up and went upstairs directly. He cherished every step upstairs... because it might be the last time. After carrying her upstairs, he put her on the bed, and her body still needed to recuperate.

Qin Mu closed her eyes gently, obviously not wanting to communicate with him anymore.

But he knew that this was her gentlest way... Perhaps, she felt sorry for him.

Zhou Chongguang looked at her silently, reluctant to look away, but he was more afraid that she would be disgusted.

He stood there quietly for a long time, then left gently and closed the door for her.

Zhou Chongguang went to the study and stood in front of the window smoking for an afternoon. It was not until night fell that he came to his senses.

It was already night.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The moonlight fell brightly on the window, which seemed very deserted.

Zhou Chongguang raised his sour eyes, smiled silently, and then walked out slowly.

The door of the master bedroom opened, his heart choked, and he walked into the bedroom in two quick steps.

There was no one inside.

"Qin Mu." Zhou Chongguang called her name in a trembling voice, and then immediately walked downstairs quickly.

As he walked, his steps slowed down.

Qin Mu was downstairs.

She stood in the kitchen, seemingly boiling soup and tasting it.

Zhou Chongguang walked slowly, "What are you doing?"

Qin Mu turned sideways and saw that it was him, and said in a faint voice, "Round bone soup, do you want to try it?"

Zhou Chongguang's voice was low, "You can make it?"

Qin Mu hummed, "I just don't know if it tastes good?"

She tilted her head, her expression was particularly calm: "Zhou Chongguang, it seems that I have never cooked for you in the past few years."

As she said, she said with some self-mockery: "My love for you seems to be only on the spiritual level."

Zhou Chongguang sighed: "You don't need to do these, I can do it."

Qin Mu smiled and filled a bowl of soup for him: "Try it."