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

Chapter 64 I Want to Dance for Him

"Mm." Yu Nanqing stood up, glanced at the fine sweat on his forehead, and nodded gently.

Shen Mochen invited his friends to a small gathering, and for the first time ever, he brought her along, saying he wanted to introduce her to everyone.

Yu Nanqing felt that something was very wrong.

Shen Mochen used to want to keep her hidden away, and he wouldn't have let her see anyone else unless she begged him.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Before, she tried every means to escape, but now that she's so proactive and devoted to him, he must feel very at ease. Maybe her yandere tendencies haven't even been triggered yet.

Thinking about it, she was secretly pleased.

There was a small bar in the backyard of Shuijun Bay. When Shen Mochen took her there, everyone was drinking and chatting.

Upon seeing the two arrive, they all sat up straight and properly, like a row of elementary school students meeting their homeroom teacher, and then greeted them in unison, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Yu Nanqing felt inexplicably nervous, gripped Shen Mochen's hand tightly, and smiled politely, "...Hello."

Shen Mochen put his arm around her waist and led her to an empty seat.

"Sister-in-law, nice to meet you, here's a small gift." The man in the light yellow hoodie handed over a box, and smiled gently as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who could keep Brother Shen in check.

After he took the lead, everyone else also gave gifts. Only He Jing, who came to visit with a vacuum-sealed hand, blushed and turned pale in turns. He took out his phone and questioned the person indignantly.

He Jingjing: [Who said they didn't bring anything?! So I'm the only one who believed them!]

Zhou Xiang: [Your sister-in-law is so beautiful, she's a perfect match for Brother Shen!]

Liu: [A perfect match.]

Jin: [A perfect match, an excellent match.]

Seeing that the people in the group had changed the subject, He Jing gritted his teeth, rummaged through his bag, and finally gave up when he found only a few crumpled pieces of paper. He abandoned the idea of ​​giving out red envelopes.

When he checked his phone again, he found that Shen Mochen had actually replied to his message and even sent a large red envelope.

He Jing's pupils dilated. He didn't know when Shen Mochen had joined this small group. When he tapped the group with his finger, his pupils dilated even more.

Shen Mochen's nickname is... Little Chenchen with a beautiful wife.

He glanced sideways at Shen Mochen, who was playing with Yu Nanqing's fingers as if no one else was around, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Shen Mochen's doting expression made him look like a hopeless romantic.

"The cards are on the table, the drinks are in the cabinet, and the game room is next door. Play whatever you want."

With Shen Mochen speaking up, the others relaxed and went to the back to play cards.

"It looks like a lot of fun. Aren't you going to play?" Yu Nanqing glanced at the group of people having a great time, then looked up at the man who was holding her tightly and asked.

Shen Mochen showed no interest in those things, fiddling with the little butterflies around her skirt without even looking up. As she tilted her head back, he took the opportunity to kiss her cheek. "Nothing's as fun as having a wife."

Yu Nanqing was taken aback. Her face flushed easily again, and she lightly punched his chest in embarrassment and indignation.

That statement is ambiguous, and ironically, she is anything but pure.

Looking at Shen Mochen's serious expression, she pursed her lips and secretly muttered to herself that she was a Minion.

The awkward and embarrassing atmosphere made her eager to find something to do.

Without realizing it, I grabbed a bottle of strong liquor that someone had opened on the table and took a big gulp.

By the time Shen Mochen reached out to stop her, it was too late. She was already tipsy and was licking her lips with lingering enjoyment. When she was stopped from continuing to drink, she angrily cupped his face and took a bite.

Her eyes widened in confusion for a moment, then she exclaimed, "It's so sweet!"

Shen Mochen was aroused by her, and veins were bulging on his temples. He grabbed his coat and carried her outside.

“Shen Mochen…” Yu Nanqing hooked her arms around his neck, her mind blank.

She seemed to see two Shen Mochens: one grinning, clamoring to devour her whole, and the other coldly saying, head bowed, that it was too fast.

"Shen Mochen..." She frowned, suddenly feeling hot, and lifted her skirt to try to get some cool air.

Shen Mochen's throat tightened. He pressed down on her misbehaving hands, his waist and abdomen were tightly clamped by her legs, and he felt a little restless.

"Sweetie, don't move." He said in a hoarse voice, barely holding back.

"..." Yu Nanqing paused, glanced down at his face, and slowly curved her lips into a smile. She wiggled her hips, then took advantage of the situation, burying her head in his shoulder and nuzzling his neck, sucking hard, "Just move, just move, just move..."

The consequence of letting loose was... being pinned against the wall by Shen Mochen, her little mouth almost getting kissed raw.

Her lips burned with pain, and Yu Nanqing finally behaved herself, obediently letting him hold her. After being placed on the bed, she took off her skirt, sat in the middle of the bed, and looked embarrassed. "Shen Mochen, I want to dance for you."

Shen Mochen paused in his hand holding the pajamas, his eyelids twitching. He turned around and saw her clutching the corner of the bed, completely naked.

I'm dying...

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he regretted whether he had been too unruly in the past and had been led astray by her.

His blood was surging. He pinched his slightly hot nose, grabbed a cool blanket to wrap her up, and carried her into the bathroom. "It's too late today. Let's dance another day."

Yu Nanqing frowned, pouting as she sat in the bathtub, refusing to let him touch her. Her eyes were red with anger, and then, as if remembering something, she spoke up again, accusingly, "Shen Mochen, don't you love me anymore?"

Shen Mochen felt his nerves pounding, his heart clenching violently.

He let out a soft sigh, then simply took off his clothes, went inside, and hugged her. "I love you to death, sweetheart..."

"Then why don't you...sleep with me?" Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes, her voice growing softer and softer. She probably felt embarrassed herself. After speaking, she haphazardly patted the water, hooked her fingertips around Shen Mochen's hand, and frantically stirred it again and again.

Shen Mochen paused, then gently stroked the corner of her eye. "I'm so sleepy, but I'm afraid my darling will... disappear again."

Yu Nanqing's cheeks flushed red, gradually spreading to her neck, collarbone, and chest, her mind filled only with the first half of his sentence.

I'm so sleepy...

sleepy.

He didn't not want to touch her; he wanted to touch her to death.

How awful, to disturb her peace of mind.

I was already feeling dizzy, and now I feel like I'm all mushy, all I want to do is kiss.

Turning around, she finally got her wish and kissed him. Like a fish that had been thirsty for a long time, she suddenly encountered water and couldn't stop taking it.

"Shen Mochen, you are so handsome, so handsome that I'm smitten."

"I really like you."

It is said that the words spoken unconsciously are the truth.

Even late at night, Shen Mochen was still sitting by the bed, quietly watching his beautiful baby sleeping soundly. Something was vibrating in his chest, vibrating more intensely than ever before.

The thing sealing my heart seems to be slowly crumbling.

He thought to himself that he must see his sweetheart dance for him next time.

If it offends his soul, then let him simply be a wild water buffalo.

Regardless of the consequences, if she leaves, he will die.