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

Chapter 188 He's Not a Beast

Yu Nanqing's ears twitched slightly. She grabbed the blanket and covered her face, letting out a low, muffled "Mmm" amidst Shen Mochen's repeated calls of "wife."

"My wife is so good~" Shen Mochen, who was buried in the crook of her neck, lifted his eyes and made a sound that gave people goosebumps. Then he buried his head in the quilt and began to shamelessly kiss and nuzzle her face.

Yu Nanqing blushed terribly. The air in the space created by the blanket was already thin, and when Shen Mochen squeezed in, she almost suffocated.

Unable to bear it any longer, she threw off the covers, let out a few heavy breaths, and turned over to avoid Shen Mochen, who was about to kiss her. Only after her face, which had been flushed red, gradually returned to normal did she look up at Shen Mochen.

Her lips moved slightly, and she kicked him twice with her feet. "Carry me to take a bath."

Shen Mochen, who was lying on the side striking a pose, trying to show off his well-built physique with eight-pack abs, raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this, immediately jumped up from the bed, picked her up, and headed straight for the bathroom.

The two of them hadn't been intimate for a long time.

During the peak of his career, Shen Mochen was extremely busy, and Yu Nanqing was already asleep when he returned home every day.

He's not the kind of beast who would disturb his wife's sleep for the sake of lust.

Things are different now. Back in Shui Jun Wan, when his wife didn't like him, she would pretend to be asleep. As soon as she heard his car coming home, she would start pretending. Only when he leaned in to kiss her would she suddenly open her eyes, turn over and dodge away, and then start yelling at him at the top of her lungs.

Looking back now, besides feeling cold, there seemed to be other emotions in my heart at that time...

Because after she scolds him, his heart races, his eyes redden, and he excitedly grabs the clothes she wore and sniffs them intensely.

"What are you thinking?"

A voice suddenly came to his ears, and Shen Mochen slowly came back to his senses. His pupils refocused, and his eyes stared straight at Yu Nanqing, who was squatting in the bathtub in front of him.

With fair skin, a beautiful face, red lips, and white teeth, every smile and frown seemed to be seductive.

Shen Mochen's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily a few times. Before receiving any permission, his hand silently slipped into the bathtub and swam towards Yu Nanqing's smooth and alluring body at a considerable speed.

However, he failed; his hand was grabbed just as he was about to touch her.

Yu Nanqing glanced down at his restless hand, then looked up at Shen Mochen, who looked as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, his face flushed and his eyes slightly glazed. After a moment's thought, she raised her hand and slapped him, trying to bring him back to his senses.

As the pain struck, Shen Mochen's eyes cleared for a moment. He gently curled the fingers she was holding, scratched her palm, and leaned forward, uncontrollably kissing her red lips.

Logically, he should have pulled the person out of the bathtub and then done what he was supposed to do.

That's the logic, but the reality is quite different from what's stated in the logic.

As soon as Shen Mochen kissed her, Yu Nanqing sensed danger and kept shrinking back, pressing her face against Shen Mochen's with a look of resistance, clearly rejecting his approach.

Realizing he had been rejected, Shen Mochen was clearly not as happy. His bright eyes darkened considerably, and he slowly released the hand that was holding the back of her head, taking a step back.

But he didn't leave completely; he stood up and stood in front of the door, staring at her with a wronged expression.

Yu Nanqing noticed his expression, felt a pang of tenderness in her heart, and her heart softened little by little.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of something, and her softened heart hardened instantly. She looked up at Shen Mochen and said in a tone that left no room for refusal, "Get out."

After waiting for a long time without receiving any comfort, Shen Mochen looked bewildered, staring at her incredulously for two seconds.

His eyes looked just like those of a virtuous young man who had been deceived.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yu Nanqing frowned and called out again, "Get out."

Shen Mochen stood frozen at the door for a long time. Seeing that she had no intention of stopping him, his face turned ashen, and he turned and stormed out.

Only after the bathroom door was closed did Yu Nanqing turn her gaze away.

The thought that flashed through her mind just now was the consequence of her taking the initiative before.

Not only were they exploited to the point where they couldn't even get out of bed the next day, but they were also teased.

She wouldn't be willing to do such a losing deal.

She knew her own character well. If she softened her heart, Shen Mochen would have her completely under his thumb. If she lost her senses and clung to Shen Mochen, refusing to let go, she would inevitably be teased again.

Ever since she was teased last time, she vowed never to take the initiative again.

She had already impulsively kissed Shen Mochen in the elevator. Although she hadn't heard him say anything about her being unsatisfied with him, her heart still skipped a beat due to nervousness.

So she's still rational, and she has to control herself if she can.

Rejected, Shen Mochen was facing the bathroom door, reflecting on his actions. He was initially angry, but now he was only anxious and uneasy.

Even after all that, he still got rejected, which means his charm has diminished, and his beautiful wife can no longer irresistibly hug and kiss him like she used to…

Everything indicated that he was disliked.

He... might be ugly.

Maybe... it's just that I'm getting old.

His thoughts swirled in his mind, and he began to wilt. His eyes were lowered, and a redness rose at the corners of his eyes. Even his toes were gripping his slippers tightly.

dying.

The only thing we had that we could be proud of was gone.

Yu Nanqing washed for about half an hour, and when she opened the door, she was startled by Shen Mochen standing in front of her.

She took two steps back, her face still showing signs of shock.

Only after seeing Shen Mochen's face clearly did she breathe a sigh of relief, step out of the bathroom, and stuff the handkerchief in her hand into Shen Mochen's hand, "Help me wipe myself."

Shen Mochen was slightly taken aback. The words he had been preparing for were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back and obediently picked up a handkerchief to wipe her hair.

The hotel has a hairdryer, but it's most convenient for one person to use it in the bathroom. However, Shen Mochen insisted on squeezing in to help her.

Yu Nanqing stood facing the wall, her head slightly lowered, with only the whooshing sound of the hairdryer in her ears.

Shen Mochen often blow-drys her hair, so he is very skilled at it, picking up strand by strand, his fingers nimble as he strokes her hair.

Yu Nanqing has a lot of hair, and by the time it was blow-dried, her legs were stiff from standing.

As soon as the hairdryer stopped, she took advantage of her leg going numb and, without paying attention, leaped onto the bed.

Seeing her run so fast, Shen Mochen was stunned for two seconds, his eyes changed, and his expression became particularly complicated.

After putting away the hairdryer, he walked straight to the bedside and stopped, staring down at the woman on the bed. Two seconds later, he reached out and smoothed her hair, making it easier to cup her face with his fingertips without pulling her hair. "Why did you run so fast, sweetie? I was so scared that I thought you were trying to hide from me."

He spoke in a sarcastic tone, his gaze never failing to sized up Yu Nanqing, who was deep in thought.