The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 140: Beginning to Wander

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Beginning to Wander

It seems that chatting with Mu Shuoqian really worked, as Gu Qili twisted and turned for a while before she fell asleep, but her sleep was not peaceful,

Gu Qili suddenly woke up, her breathing indeed a bit labored. Opening her eyes, she was completely stunned.

Somehow, Mu Shuoqian, who was originally sleeping on the other side, had rolled over to her,

Tsk tsk, how did he even start singing.

Gu Qili pulled back her gaze, embarrassed,

"Mu Shuoqian, wake up," Gu Qili raised her voice.

She called out to him several times before he slowly opened his eyes, still having the remnants of sleep in them, and he looked at her blankly, seemingly clueless about his current whereabouts, and after staring for a good while, he finally asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

This was the exact question Gu Qili wanted to ask—how did he end up entwined with her.

She looked down at his long arms and legs: "Are your hands and feet in the wrong place?"

Mu Shuoqian seemed to finally realize the situation and quickly sat up, righteously saying, "I mistook you for a pillow."

Gu Qili: "...."

"I have a habit of hugging a pillow when I sleep." His explanation was grand and imperious, as if he only used her as a pillow all night because of habit.

She had never slept with him before, how would she know if he really had such a peculiar habit.

Gu Qili clearly didn’t believe him,

Mu Shuoqian also seemed to realize where the problem lay, but still, his face was composed,

"Not eating."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qili immediately began to earnestly persuade him, "Not eating breakfast really isn’t a good habit. You already have a stomach condition, how can you skip breakfast? If this continues for a long term, not only will your stomach condition worsen, but you will also risk low blood sugar, constipation, accelerated aging, and even weight gain..."

Watching her gabbling little mouth, Mu Shuoqian frowned, his voice not very pleasant: "It’s made by the hotel, I won’t eat it."

Knowing that there was a small kitchenette available, Gu Qili had no choice but to say, "Then I’ll cook for you."

Mu Shuoqian nodded and went back to reading emails on his phone.

Since when did he start eating only the breakfast she made? He felt that this was not a good thing because dependency is addictive, and giving it up is hard.

Thinking of what she said last night, "I’ve liked someone too," his eyes shaded with complexity once more, and he could no longer continue to look at his phone, throwing it irritably onto the headboard.

He was always the one strategizing behind the scenes, but this time, he started to waver.