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

Chapter 9: He's already so indulgent, yet his wife still likes other men.

Yu Nanqing's brows furrowed more and more, he was extremely worried.

Before the male lead could accept her friend request, Shen Mochen suddenly stood up.

Yu Nanqing's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly deleted all messages and tried to remain calm as she switched to the game interface.

Her gaze followed Shen Mochen closely. When she saw him suddenly turn around towards her, her nerves tightened, her heart pounded, and she felt a bit guilty.

Shen Mochen is a jealous maniac and does not allow any male species to appear around her.

If they found out she was secretly contacting the male lead, they would definitely skin her alive and let her see the wickedness of the world.

She gripped her phone tightly, and as he leaned over, she flipped it over and covered it with the blanket.

Shen Mochen paused slightly, glanced at the phone she was playing with, and raised an eyebrow. "You're doing something naughty behind my back, aren't you?"

"No, I just slipped." Yu Nanqing's voice lacked confidence, and her eyes darted around as she spoke.

She gripped her phone tightly, holding her breath and afraid to breathe.

"Is that so?" Shen Mochen slowly leaned closer, his lips stopping a finger's width away from her face.

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped her, and Yu Nanqing's eyelids twitched even more violently. She swallowed hard, "...Mmm."

Shen Mochen didn't speak, but leaned forward and covered her red lips with his. After kissing her until she was breathless, he pulled away, took out body lotion from the cabinet, and had an ambiguous smile in his eyes. "I believe my wife. She would never lie to me."

As he spoke, he bent down and pulled her into his arms, removed her floral nightgown, and applied body lotion to her fingertips, starting from her fair and smooth calves.

Whether it's a lie or not doesn't matter; what matters is that his wife is in his arms now.

He can do whatever he wants.

Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief, because she felt guilty and turned a blind eye to his taking advantage of her.

But her indulgence only led to Shen Mochen taking advantage of her, almost burying his head in the back of her legs.

Shen Mochen carefully applied body lotion to her, his fingertips tracing her thighs, gently rubbing the butterfly tattoo on her inner thigh.

He also has a tattoo in the same spot on his thigh, which he personally got done in the first year after Yu Nanqing married him.

The disobedient little rabbit tried to escape, and this is its punishment.

He was so engrossed in watching that he unconsciously took a bite.

Yu Nanqing was slightly startled, abruptly pulled her leg back, and stared at the lecherous man in front of her with disbelief.

The male protagonist had just accepted her friend request, but his hand slipped and a little heart was sent out.

She frantically tried to click "undo," but before she could even touch the button, she was pulled into Shen Mochen's arms.

Shen Mochen had taken off his clothes at some point, his burning chest pressed tightly against her fair and smooth skin, and his sexy, rosy lips came straight at her red lips.

But before it even touched it, it abruptly stopped.

His handsome face was slapped by his beautiful wife, who had red eyes.

He let out a breath, slowly stood up, and his eyes showed regret.

I wanted to act like a scoundrel, but the little rabbit was obviously incredibly clever.

Yu Nanqing stared at him warily, and her heart tightened instantly when she saw him get out of bed to pick up his phone.

Her eyes flickered, and in a moment of panic, she hurriedly moved over and grabbed his pants. Under his menacing gaze, she swallowed hard. "Where are you going?"

Shen Mochen glanced at her sideways. The pants she was clutching tightly had long since had their belts undone and were now swaying precariously. He twitched his brow slightly and covered her fair hand with his own. "A good boy who's being a hooligan?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds, then released her hand without hesitation, saying, "No, I didn't."

As she spoke, she stepped on the phone beside the bed, ready to bend down and pick it up once Shen Mochen looked away.

Her mind was completely on her phone, so much so that she completely forgot she was still naked.

Shen Mochen held her legs between his legs, his mind filled with thoughts of something completely censored.

He finally succeeded and kissed her lips again. When he got up, he grabbed the phone at her feet, wiped it clean in front of her, and then handed it back to her.

Seeing her tense expression relax, Shen Mochen smiled, curled his lips, bit her earlobe, patted her pert buttocks, and then went into the bathroom with a laugh.

Yu Nanqing blushed and rolled over into the quilt.

I hurriedly clicked into the chat interface.

Seeing the question mark the male lead sent, and the notification below that he hadn't added her as a friend, she felt like the sky was falling.

She was so angry at herself that she laughed as soon as she added him.

She glanced at the closed bathroom door, kicked Shen Mochen's pillow off the bed, and only after sending the male lead a friend request again did she shamelessly bend down to pick up the pillow.

This time, she went through the male lead's WeChat Moments repeatedly and finally found a clue in the latest post.

Blue and white walls, striped clothes…

Is the male lead... sick and hospitalized?

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When Shen Mochen came out after taking a shower, Yu Nanqing was already asleep, curled up in the blankets, so cute that it made one want to cuddle her.

His eyes flickered slightly. He put down the handkerchief in his hand, turned on the phone she had placed on the bedside table, and with a light tap of his finger, restored all the data.

Upon seeing the message she sent to the person whose contact name was Shen Qing, he pursed his lips slightly, and a gloomy and terrifying aura emanated from him.

Love, oh, Yu Xiaoqing has never sent him a love heart...

So, her sudden attempt to please him was because she'd fallen for another man?

Seriously, I'm so jealous!

The phone, already blacked out, was crushed into pieces and thrown into the platypus-shaped trash can along with the blood.

Shen Mochen lightly rubbed his fingertips together, his bleeding fingers pinching Yu Nanqing's face as he leaned down and fiercely bit her red lips.

The red lips were bitten open, and the sweet, metallic taste of blood sent a rush of adrenaline through the air.

Hearing Yu Nanqing's muffled groan, he exhaled, sucked the blood from the corner of her lips into his mouth, got into bed and hugged her. Before she woke up, he sucked a row of little strawberries on her neck.

He's a born bad guy, but she just had to fall for him.

He's already spoiled her so much, yet she still likes other men.

Little heartless.

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Yu Nanqing is ill.

There were signs all along.

I got up in the middle of the night last night and was exposed to the wind all night; it's no wonder I got sick.

Shen Mochen knew this and had been watching her all night, but he didn't stop her.

Some things you only realize you'll regret after you've hit a wall.

He went to Beichen Hospital as Yu Nanqing wished.

Yu Nanqing leaned listlessly against his chest, her head spinning from the heat, feeling like it was about to explode.

She immediately regretted it, her reddened eyes trembled slightly, her thin lips moved slightly, and her voice was particularly hoarse, "Shen Mochen, I feel terrible."

She hoped that Shen Mochen could get her some special medicine, the kind that would cure her instantly.

She was obviously dreaming.

Not only do they have to get injections, but they also have to take medicine that's incredibly bitter.

Shen Mochen held out a glass of warm water, but didn't even give her the candy he usually used to coax her with.

Yu Nanqing was unhappy and buried herself under the covers without saying a word.

She wouldn't take her medicine, and she wouldn't let him warm her hands.