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

Chapter 120 He was the most important person in her heart.

After dinner, Yu Nanqing took Qiuqiu for a walk around Shuijun Bay, and then lay down on the sofa without moving after returning.

Although Qiuqiu was understanding that she hadn't run too far, dawdling around the lap still left her exhausted, as she hadn't exercised much for almost a month.

After Shen Mochen finished washing the dishes and neatly arranged the disinfected and dried bowls, he saw her return.

He had stopped her from going, and she had been pouting so hard she was practically pointing to the sky. She glared at him with a resentful look, kicking the table, the bench, and the doorframe, venting her dissatisfaction.

If he still disagreed, he was afraid she would kick his toenails off.

The consequence of disobeying is suffering.

He deliberately ignored her distressed look, put down the bowl and went to wipe the table. When he glanced at her and saw her slumped on the sofa, so tired that she had to use her feet to reach the water glass on the table, he stopped what he was doing and made her a cup of honey water.

I walked over, took her foot, and handed her the cup. "Are you tired?"

Yu Nanqing glanced at him, and seeing an opportunity to back down, she immediately took the plunge, nodded hastily, took the honey water, and drank a couple of sips. "Hmm, tired."

After saying that, she glanced at him cautiously again. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, she began to flatter him to ease her embarrassment, "My husband is so amazing; even the honey water he makes is so sweet."

Shen Mochen had already sat on the sofa, gently massaging her legs. Hearing this, he glanced down at her and said, "Don't give me that. I'm already twenty-eight, not eighteen."

That's what I said, but the corners of my mouth still couldn't help but turn up.

After pooping, Qiuqiu has a bad habit: he likes to sit on the carpet and rub his bottom.

When Yu Nanqing glanced back unintentionally, her pupils dilated in surprise, and her good impression of it instantly crumbled.

She paused for two seconds, then felt that the whole villa smelled.

Shen Mochen followed her gaze, grabbed the fluffy ball from the coffee table, and threw it at her. The ball jumped in fright, its bottom still touching the carpet, and spun around looking at her, its guilty expression clearly showing on its face.

Even in this state, its tucked-in tail was still wagging vigorously.

"See, sweetie, only I am the good dog who is easy to take care of." Shen Mochen whispered, his face close to Yu Nanqing's. When he saw the blush on her cheeks so close to his, he chuckled and got up.

I picked up the soiled blanket, led Qiuqiu to the balcony where the front yard meets the back yard, threw the blanket down, and locked the dog inside. Before closing the door, I stared at it expressionlessly, saying, "Bark a couple of times after you've rubbed against me enough. Don't be silly and freeze to death outside."

If they freeze to death, it will make some heartless, pretty, delicate girl shed tears again.

Back in the living room, he washed his hands and tidied up the slightly messy space.

Scattered on the ground were all of Qiuqiu's toys.

He picked up a lot of things, filled a whole box, and hid some in a corner. There were even some dried meat and dog food hidden in the carpet.

He paused for a moment, then glanced at Yu Nanqing, who was lying on the sofa staring at him intently. "I haven't mistreated it. It's just that it eats too much. It eats half a bag of dog food in one meal."

If it weren't so big, he was afraid it would burst.

Yu Nanqing nodded, trusting that he wouldn't mistreat a dog.

"I'll have someone do a thorough cleaning of the villa tomorrow. Oh, right, I think I should go check on Guai Guai's den." Shen Mochen glanced casually at the room with the name on it, his tone ambiguous.

A while ago, the dog probably wanted to chew on its teeth and chewed up every inch of the room. He hadn't called anyone to deal with it yet, just so that Yu Nanqing would see the horrific scene when she arrived.

It's because his wife likes it so much.

He refused to believe that now, when Guai Guai came to Shui Jun Wan, her heart and eyes would be filled with it.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, her brows furrowing slightly. Under Shen Mochen's expectant gaze, she moved over and took a look. Fortunately, it wasn't as bad as she had imagined.

At least it hasn't chewed up anything outside the room yet.

"I'll make it change." She lowered her eyes, somewhat worried that Shen Mochen would kick it out or suggest that she give the dog away.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mochen paused for a moment, "This is a dog's nature; it can't be changed."

“It can be changed, Qiuqiu is smart!” Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing realized that Shen Mochen did indeed have the same concerns she had. She hurriedly spoke up to argue her point, then looked up to meet his gradually dimming eyes and less cheerful expression. She swallowed hard, and her tone weakened again, “It can be changed.”

Seeing that she was still defending that stupid dog, Shen Mochen's expression darkened even more. Afraid that he would slap Qiuqiu twice in anger, he squeezed the fluffy ball in his hand hard, strode over and threw it into the toy box, then turned around and angrily prepared to go upstairs.

As I walked into the stairwell, I heard the shout. I took a deep breath, then turned back and hugged the person, giving them two kisses. "I'm angry because you've been so protective of it. If you want me to calm down, you'd better think of something to say to appease me within five minutes."

He uttered some pathetic words in a vicious tone, then shrugged off her and strode back upstairs.

Yu Nanqing looked up in a daze and saw that the big gray wolf on Shen Mochen's hoodie was baring its teeth and howling at her.

She swallowed hard, glanced at the end of the corridor but saw nothing, then looked away, scratched her hands, and went upstairs.

During this time, she recalled what Shen Mochen had just said. Shen Mochen was angry because she was protecting Qiuqiu.

Before that... he showed her the room that Qiuqiu had damaged.

Before this... he seemed to have said he was a good dog.

As she turned the doorknob, a flash of insight struck her, and she suddenly realized what was going on.

Shen Mochen is jealous!

Are you jealous of Qiuqiu?

It sounds outrageous, but it seems quite normal when it happens to Shen Mochen.

The room door was not closed, and when she pushed it open, she saw Shen Mochen standing on the balcony, enjoying the cold wind.

She frowned, hurriedly pulled him back, and frantically rummaged through his coat for him to put on.

Shen Mochen glanced at her, his tone cold, "I won't wear it."

Yu Nanqing paused slightly, then gave up, turned around, picked up the air conditioner remote, and turned the temperature up a bit.

The atmosphere in the room was stiff and heavy, with an indescribable feeling permeating the two of them. After a long silence, Yu Nanqing finally moved, bending her legs and straddling his lap.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, she confidently hooked her arms around his neck and kissed his face several times. "I was protecting it just now because I was afraid you would give it away."

"Otherwise, it can't compare to you. I can sleep with you, but not with it. I can kiss you, but not with it. I can even have a baby with you, but not with it."

"You are the most important person in my heart."

Shen Mochen was persuaded. He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her. "Really?"

"Yes." Yu Nanqing nodded, his tone sincere, and his expression even more sincere.