You'd better look back, Mr. Shen is about to break.

Chapter 70 Routine

After the kiss, Yu Nanqing lay panting on his chest, her fair cheeks flushed, her fingers lightly fidgeting with his tie. After a long while, she cautiously lifted her eyes to look at him.

Apart from some redness at the corners of the eyes, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Shen Mochen wasn't particularly angry.

Noticing her gaze, Shen Mochen patted her bottom with his big hand. "Was the party fun?"

He smelled terrible.

The smell of smoke mixed in was what really made people angry.

But he didn't say anything, fearing that Yu Xiaoqing might get angry and leave without saying goodbye again.

“It’s not fun at all.” Yu Nanqing rubbed his sore and sleepy eyes with his tie, yawned, and then swung his feet. “Your pretty shoes are all dirty.”

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes, grasped her slender ankle, and a dark look flashed in his eyes. "Does your foot hurt?"

Yu Nanqing paused, a warm feeling spreading through her heart, even the sadness of her ruined shoes vanished completely. "It doesn't hurt."

Once inside the car, she took the opportunity to ruffle Shen Mochen's hair, but when caught, she chuckled and leaned back.

Shen Mochen looked helpless, took off her shoes, looked down and examined her carefully. Seeing that she was not injured, he picked up the socks from behind the car seat and put them on her.

When she got up, she saw Yu Nanqing had picked up a few white downy hairs from somewhere, and was pinching them with her slender fingers, turning them over and over... like a little fool.

He smiled slightly, pulled down her clothes that were bunched up to her belly button, and poked her calf. "Yu Xiaoqing, pull your legs back. I'm going to close the door."

When Yu Xiaoqing is drunk, she seems to be at two extremes: either she's out of control and crazy, or she's so well-behaved that it makes people's hearts flutter.

Right now, Yu Xiaoqing is an incredibly well-behaved little mushroom.

Hearing the order, she obediently shrank her legs and peeked at him, saying, "You can turn it off!"

After saying that, he lay back down and continued to rub the fluff in his hands.

Shen Mochen stared at her, his brow twitching slightly, a surge of heat rising in his heart. He tightened his grip on the door, and after a moment, tentatively asked, "Who is Yu Xiaoqing's favorite person?"

“Shen Mochen!” Yu Nanqing suddenly sat up, staring intently at him, her eyes shining like stars.

Shen Mochen's heart pounded, his lips curled into a slight smile, and his ears flushed red. After a couple of seconds of excitement, he continued, "Who is Shen Mochen?"

"my husband."

Will you leave him?

"will not."

"...What if my darling is lying?"

Lock me up.

Shen Mochen paused for two seconds, then slightly raised his hand, placed it on her head, gently rubbed it, and leaned closer to hug her. "One last question, where did you come from, my darling?"

"Hmm? From the Great Tang Dynasty in the East! Heading to the Western Paradise... um..."

"Sweetie, let's sleep quietly." Shen Mochen's temples throbbed. He pecked her lips and fastened her seatbelt.

When they arrived at the apartment building, Yu Nanqing was already asleep with her head tilted to the side, still tightly clutching the little hair in her hand, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Shen Mochen carefully carried her out and into the elevator, only to run into the scheming man from across the hall.

Upon seeing Shen Mochen, Jiang Yu was also taken aback, shifted his feet, and stood a little further into the corner.

An awkward silence filled the air. After a long pause, Jiang Yu couldn't help but glance at Yu Nanqing in his arms and asked, "Is Sister Nanqing asleep?"

He didn't receive a reply for a long time after he finished speaking. It wasn't until the elevator arrived that he heard a soft beep from the elevator.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, watching the man's departing figure, and curled his lips, thinking to himself that he was really a domineering and arrogant man.

People love beautiful things. When he saw Sister Nanqing, he thought she was unbelievably beautiful, and the desire to possess her surged within him.

But he no longer has that idea, yet this man keeps nitpicking.

petty and narrow-minded.

He cursed inwardly, then stepped outside and saw his girlfriend. He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Sister..."

The woman holding the orange cat glanced at him, then turned away coldly to close the door and go back inside.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed, shamelessly blocking the doorway, "Sister~"

Back in the room, Shen Mochen didn't turn on the light, afraid of shaking Yu Xiaoqing. Although he was very gentle, Yu Nanqing woke up as soon as he put her down.

She sat drowsily on the edge of the bed, yawned twice, and then reached out to grab his sleeve. "Shen Mochen, are you staying in my room because you want to have sex with me?"

Shen Mochen was taken aback. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with pleasure. He was happy to continue the act with her. He leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Yes, I want to sleep with my wife."

“…Oh.” Yu Nanqing’s mind went blank for two seconds, then she responded softly, shifted her hips, closed her eyes and lay back.

Silence fell over the room.

Shen Mochen looked at her quietly, assuming she had fallen asleep again.

Yu Nanqing waited quietly, appearing calm on the surface, but inside her heart was pounding with nervousness.

After waiting for a while without any movement, she frowned, opened one eye, and met Shen Mochen's dark eyes.

Her throat tightened, and she blushed instantly.

"You...you move, didn't you want to...?" She lowered her eyes and sat up again, gently drawing circles in his palm with her fingers that were hooked around his hand.

Shen Mochen couldn't resist any longer. He grabbed her face and kissed her several times, then followed her beautiful swan neck down, leaving little hickeys all the way. He held her waist and led her into a blissful, dreamlike state.

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When Yu Nanqing woke up the next day, it was already noon. Her head was a little fuzzy. She suddenly woke up and sat up. Her heart was pounding. Remembering that she didn't have anything to do, she breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down.

My head hurts, my mouth hurts, my back hurts, my whole body aches...

Yu Nanqing paused, pulled open her collar to look inside, and when she saw the dense marks all over her body, her lips twitched, and she helplessly rubbed her forehead.

She writhed on the bed for a while before finally getting out.

Pushing open the door, I immediately saw Shen Mochen sitting on the sofa, looking at documents.

She curled her lips into a smile, tiptoed, and covered his eyes from behind. "Guess who I am."

"Be good."

Shen Mochen chuckled, hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her onto his lap, kissing her cheek. "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry." Yu Nanqing nodded, nuzzled his face against him, and clung to him limply.

"I'll go heat up the food."

"Mmm," Yu Nanqing responded softly. After he went into the kitchen, she reached out to get some water, her gaze suddenly falling on the documents on the table.

It's the lab again.

She twitched her brow slightly, glanced at Shen Mochen who had his back to her, rubbed her fingertips together, and carefully lifted the corner of the document to open the first page.

Like a guilty thief, her heart pounded. Seeing that the first page was still the cover, she frowned, glanced at Shen Mochen again, and seeing that he didn't notice her, she continued to flip through the pages.