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

Chapter 68 The person you like should be kept hidden.

Even the strongest physique can't withstand such torment. Back at Shuijun Bay, Shen Mochen hadn't even had a chance to kiss his wife before he sank into the sofa and fell asleep as soon as he entered the room.

Yu Nanqing carried the medicine in and saw Shen Mochen lying stiffly on the sofa. Her eyelids twitched a couple of times. She put the hot water on the cabinet, walked over and rubbed his head. "Shen Mochen, go to bed."

"Um…"

Hearing his reply, Yu Nanqing turned around to fetch water.

Seeing that Shen Mochen was probably not going to make it to the shower, she decided to just wipe him down.

After getting the water, Shen Mochen was still lying on the sofa.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, picked up a small stool and sat down in front of the sofa, playing with his hair with her fingers, "Shen Mochen, are you going to sleep here?"

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, she got up and said, "Then I'm not going to bother with you anymore."

"No." As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mochen, who had been lying motionless on the sofa, slowly got up, grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. His sleepy eyes were red, as if he was coming back to his senses. The moment his pupils focused, he cupped her face and kissed her hard.

"Don't go...don't leave me...don't abandon me..."

"I'll be good."

Please…

"I won't leave, I won't leave." Yu Nanqing breathed heavily, her fingers stroking the hair on his forehead.

Hearing this, Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow, "Hmm... I still want to kiss your little mouth..."

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That night seemed to have unlocked Shen Mochen's full potential; adjectives like restraint and composure had completely disappeared from him.

It's like an old house catching fire, and once it starts, it's out of control.

Summer seems to be quietly leaving; a light drizzle begins, and the weather slowly starts to get cold.

Yu Nanqing was drawing in front of the computer wearing a cardigan when Shen Mochen touched her sensitive spot for the third time under the pretext of pulling her clothes. She finally couldn't take it anymore and turned to look at the man who insisted on hugging her to keep her warm. "Shen Mochen, how can I draw like this!"

Shen Mochen raised his eyes, paused for two seconds, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a pitiful tone, "I'm sorry, I'd better go and get some fresh air, so that you won't say I'm annoying."

He slowly got up and placed her on a chair, glancing at her with each step. When they were almost at the balcony and he still hadn't stopped her, he lowered his brows, kicked off his slippers, turned around, and picked her up again. He kissed her face while complaining, "Sweetie, you've already finished today's drawing. I saw you traced that little yellow flower more than a dozen times."

Having her thoughts exposed, Yu Nanqing moved her lips, but couldn't find the words to refute them.

However, the reason she deliberately dragged things out wasn't because of him!

Who told him to be so insatiable? Her back still aches.

Her skirt was pulled up to her thighs, and her face turned bright red. She hurriedly pressed down on Shen Mochen's hand, "No, I have to attend the company's monthly summary meeting this afternoon."

"Didn't the editor-in-chief say we didn't have to go?" Shen Mochen paused in his actions. Although he said that, he still lowered her skirt and restrained himself by only kissing her.

"The editor-in-chief said that there's a legitimate reason not to go, and I didn't have..." Seeing that he didn't continue, Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief. As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, narrowed her eyes, and lightly slapped Shen Mochen. "Did you peek at my chat history?"

"There's nothing shameful about it, so why can't I look?" Shen Mochen paused as he bent down to put on her socks, then asked slowly.

Yu Nanqing was successfully fooled by him. She snorted twice, looking smug, and even raised her chin, saying, "That's right, I'm an upright and honest person, so I'm not afraid of being seen."

“Yes, that’s right. Our Qingqing is the best, so remember not to talk to other men this afternoon.” Shen Mochen took the opportunity to lift her down from the cabinet and took out some essential oil from the cabinet. “I’ll give my sweetie a back massage.”

Yu Nanqing, oblivious to anything amiss, obediently took off her coat, rolled her undershirt up to her chest, and then lay down on the bed in a nonchalant manner.

Shen Mochen seemed to have studied massage; his technique was exceptional, always giving her that pleasurable trembling sensation in her meridians.

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and stared at her beautiful back. His eyes flickered slightly. He poured some essential oil on her waist and then gently massaged it from bottom to top.

He knew her body inside and out, so he knew exactly where to press to make her feel comfortable.

She has a mole on her lower back that's incredibly sexy; if you press it lightly with your fingertip, you can hear her biting her lip and moaning.

It was as if she was specially made to seduce him.

After taking a nap at noon, Yu Nanqing got ready to go out.

Shen Mochen was even more eager than her, having changed his clothes early and sitting on the sofa, his gaze lingering on her ever since she left the room.

After seeing that she had finished packing, he got up, took her bag, and put his arm around her as they went out.

"I'll probably finish by six o'clock at the latest. I'll send you a message if anything changes."

The car stopped in front of the company building. Yu Nanqing glanced at the time and walked into the company while talking.

Shen Mochen stared at her back, like a wife-gazing stone, waiting for her figure to disappear from sight.

Although it was called a monthly summary meeting, Yu Nanqing felt it would be more appropriate to call it a meeting.

The conference room was large, and Yu Nanqing saw many unfamiliar faces as soon as she entered.

"Little Nanqing, this." Xia Yan waved to her and pointed to the seat next to her.

Upon seeing a familiar face, Yu Nanqing's panic subsided somewhat, and she sat down directly next to her.

Xia Yan's voice attracted a lot of attention. After all, the Xia family is a prestigious family, and Xia Yan usually acts aloof and unapproachable. Anyone who can become her friend must be a remarkable person.

The editor-in-chief walked in right on time, glanced around, and easily noticed who was absent. After checking everyone, her gaze fell directly on Yu Nanqing. "Xiao Yu, please introduce yourself."

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Yue Ran Psychological Clinic.

After dropping off his obedient wife, Shen Mochen arrived here.

I controlled myself by not eavesdropping, not spying, not restricting my child's freedom, and not making my child wrap up tightly.

Hearing the psychologist's praise, he forced a smile, but couldn't feel happy at all.

The person you like should be hidden away, kept well hidden, so that no one can steal them away.

But... what he needs to guard against now is not someone else potentially seducing her, but rather the possibility that Yu Xiaoqing might abandon him and disappear at any moment.

He had no idea what she lacked, what she needed, or what could keep her firmly in his grasp.

He could only worry about her every day, trying to make sure she wouldn't have any thoughts of leaving him for the time being.

Jiang Yue looked at his gloomy face, his brow twitched slightly, he sighed softly, and reached out to fiddle with the smiling artificial flowers on the table.

People with excessive possessiveness are most prone to breakdown.

How could anyone willingly be imprisoned in a cage and treated like a canary being manipulated?

Shen Mochen was too stubborn, but fortunately... he can listen to reason now.