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

Chapter 84 We Won't Let the Little Darling Get Away

"No."

No sooner had the words left her lips than a soft, melodious sound rang out beside her ear, brushing against her earlobe and drifting into her ear like a gust of wind.

Yu Nanqing's ears trembled slightly, and her nerves tensed up. She loosened her lips, which were almost raw from being bitten, and felt a weight on her shoulder. She spoke cautiously, "Shen Mochen?"

“…Hmm.” Hearing her call, Shen Mochen responded, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His adrenaline surged from the scent emanating from her, and veins bulged on his temples. He finally couldn’t resist and bit her neck.

It grinds between your teeth, slowly releasing an irresistible fragrance.

Shen Mochen, like a vampire, also had bloodshot eyes, but he was sucking the blood from his obedient wife's skin, her incredibly fragrant skin...

A sharp pain shot through her, and Yu Nanqing groaned, her brows furrowing slightly. She reached out and grabbed his hair. "Shen Mochen, are you a dog? That hurts..."

Shen Mochen ignored her and relentlessly bit her until he drew blood before letting go, turning into a puppy and gently licking her.

Before Yu Nanqing could even catch her breath, Shen Mochen changed positions and suddenly blocked her lips with his, grinding and biting them repeatedly.

Dizzy and breathless from his chaotic kisses, Yu Nanqing began to struggle. Unable to break free, she slapped him twice, finally making him stop.

Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes and breathed heavily. She turned on the light, her eyes narrowed slightly, then gradually cleared. When she met Shen Mochen's scarlet and dark eyes, she swallowed hard, feeling inexplicably timid.

She pursed her lips, her gaze falling on the two handprints on the corners of his eyes and chin, a hint of guilt in her eyes.

It was too dark for her to see clearly, so she just slapped him twice without knowing where she hit him.

But... Shen Mochen is really prone to becoming famous.

She didn't hit too hard, she swears.

An awkward atmosphere filled the room. After a long while, Yu Nanqing moved her lips, trying to say something, but as soon as she spoke, Shen Mochen, who was holding her tightly, suddenly threw her at her.

Yu Nanqing's eyelids twitched violently. In a moment of panic, he struggled to take two steps forward and pulled the person down onto the bed.

Shen Mochen fell down first. Before Yu Nanqing could react, she heard a crisp sound. She paused for two seconds before noticing a broken chair leg that was badly damaged where Shen Mochen's head had landed.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes showed some anxiety. She hurriedly lifted Shen Mochen's head, and her fingers touched some sticky blood as soon as they ran through his hair.

"Shen Mochen? Shen Mochen?" She panicked completely, called out twice to no avail, and hurriedly got up to go and call someone.

"Don't go, sweetie..." The moment her foot touched the ground, her wrist was grabbed, and a weak, pleading voice sounded from behind.

Yu Nanqing's heart trembled violently, and in a panic, she grabbed his hand tightly. "Shen Mochen, I'll go and get someone to take you to the hospital."

Shen Mochen slightly lifted his eyelids, and the bright white light shimmered before his eyes. Only then did Yu Nanqing's face appear in his hazy vision.

His eyes widened in shock, his fingertips touched the ground, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, streaming down his cheeks in a steady stream.

His crimson eyes were already wet and trembling, his Adam's apple bobbing wildly, and after a long while he finally managed to utter a sound, "...Good...good...is it true?"

Hearing his trembling voice, Yu Nanqing's face stiffened slightly, her heart ached, and she leaned down to kiss the corner of his eye. The salty tears tasted bitter and astringent.

She pursed her lips, but still couldn't hold back, and two tears fell, landing on Shen Mochen's face.

"It's true, Shen Mochen, it is..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly hugged tightly. The joy of regaining what she had lost made Shen Mochen's tears flow more and more, without end.

He seemed to have been hit so hard that he lost control of his bladder and couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

Yu Nanqing gently comforted him, and only let go of him after he gradually calmed down. "Be good, I'll go call the doctor, otherwise our Ah Chen will become a little fool."

"Hmm..." Shen Mochen stared at her, responding verbally. When she got up, he immediately grabbed her hand, met her questioning eyes, and pursed his lips, "Come back quickly, I want a hug."

"Okay." Yu Nanqing paused, raising her eyebrows slightly.

Seeing her emerge safely, Yan Qing was exceptionally excited, slapping his thigh and looking at Yu Yan beside him, "I knew it! I knew it! Miss Yu could definitely do it!"

"Feelings are the greatest thing in the world!"

Yu Yan glanced at him with an inscrutable expression, then walked past him towards Yu Nanqing. "Miss Yu, President Shen, he..."

"He's calmed down, but he's injured, so we need to call a family doctor."

"Also... we need to find someone to clean up the things in the room."

After Yu Nanqing finished speaking, she turned around and saw Shen Mochen standing in front of the second bedroom door. His fluffy black hair was a little messy, his angular face was white and shiny, his large short-sleeved shirt was empty, and he exuded a listless aura.

Their eyes met, and he moved his crimson lips slightly, his voice not loud, just loud enough for anyone to hear, "Sweetie, come here."

Yu Nanqing's eyebrows twitched slightly. She lifted her foot and walked towards him, then casually put her arm around his waist. "Shall we go to the master bedroom to rest?"

"Mmm." Seeing her hug him on her own initiative, Shen Mochen's eyebrows twitched slightly, quite pleased. He reached out and touched her head, the corners of his lips slowly turning up.

Once inside the master bedroom, Yu Nanqing realized something was wrong; Shen Mochen seemed to have… temporary amnesia.

As he was looking for his pajamas to take a shower, he stood in front of the closet for a long time, then turned around, pressed her down on the sofa, and kissed her passionately until she was breathless, his tone particularly nasty, "Trying to run away, sweetie?"

Yu Nanqing froze for a moment, her mind going blank. After hesitating for two seconds, she tentatively began, "Shen Mochen, I..."

"You're dreaming. You're mine for life, and I won't let you escape."

You'd better give up on that idea.

The overwhelming kiss came again, this time with a punitive feel. He only let go when he tasted blood in his mouth, his scarlet eyes trembling. When he turned around and came back, they were already wet.

"Yu Xiaoqing, you have such a cruel heart. You only agree when I rip my heart out..."

Yu Nanqing leaned over and wrapped her arms around his neck, covering his lips with hers to stop him from saying what he hadn't yet uttered, afraid that if he continued to overthink things, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Shen Mochen was stunned, his mind unsettled by her sudden action. He remained frozen in place for a long time after she released him. When he spoke, he had lost his momentum, and his reddened ears trembled. "You...you don't think that I will lower my guard and let you get away just because of this."

"Okay, keep a close eye on me, don't let me escape." Yu Nanqing hugged him, her bright eyes staring straight at him. She thought that he was probably so angry because the matching pajamas that came with the hat she bought earlier were missing.

She was in a good mood because Shen Mochen seemed to have remembered what happened between them before, but he might have forgotten what happened recently because of the blow to his head. He might remember it tomorrow...