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

Chapter 93 Asking for Trouble

"I'm not sleepy anymore, but I suddenly feel a little sleepy." Shen Mochen looked down at her, his dark eyes filled with ill intent.

The room was a bit dark, so he turned on the lights after carrying Yu Nanqing inside.

It was neither white nor yellow, but a dark color that alternated between blue, purple, green, red and pink.

Yu Nanqing was silent for two seconds, her eyelids twitching incessantly. When Shen Mochen walked to the bedside and was about to sit down, she braced her legs against the edge of the bed, her reaction slightly intense, "I'm hungry! Shen Mochen, I'm hungry."

“My dear, you ate two small cakes in the car just now.” Shen Mochen stared at her, ruthlessly exposing her lie. As he spoke, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of his eyes became a little red. “My dear, you’re so resistant because you don’t like me, right?”

"Since my sweetheart won't come with me, then forget it."

After saying that, he released her from his arms and put her on the ground, pretending to take out his phone to call Yu Yan, "I'll have Assistant Yu take Guai Guai to He Jing's place, so as not to spoil Guai Guai's mood."

Yu Nanqing stared at his astonishing acting skills for two seconds, then pressed his hand down just as he was about to dial the number. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words, "I'll be with you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mochen's ears twitched slightly, his eyes slowly lifted, he put his phone back in his pocket, reached out and hugged her, leaning down to kiss and nibble at her face, "Good girl, you don't have to force yourself."

Yu Nanqing's feelings were extremely complicated. He held her and she lay stiffly on the bed like a salted fish, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Her vision was dazzled by the colorful lights, but she didn't forget to hold onto the hem of her skirt tightly.

After Shen Mochen finished taking off his clothes and came upstairs, she moved her hand away from her eyes and looked at his face, which was as bright as a blooming flower. She couldn't help but kick him and said, "Go turn off the light, it's too bright."

Shen Mochen grabbed her fair and delicate calf that was pressed against his waist, gently stroking it with his fingertips. After hesitating for two seconds, he picked up the tie that had fallen to the ground. "I'll cover it up so it won't be too bright."

Yu Nanqing looked at him, her heart pounding.

She didn't intend to sleep with him in a sexual relationship.

But Shen Mochen seemed very excited.

She had to think of a way to pour cold water on him and calm him down.

Shen Mochen has always had strong desires, and in the months since their reunion, he has endured them again and again in order to pretend to be gentle and refined.

But the doctor said that enduring it for too long is bad for your health.

Yu Xiaoqing just said she liked him the day before yesterday, which means she definitely hopes he is healthy, meaning he doesn't have to endure it anymore.

His eyes sparkled with excitement, his hand gripping his tie trembled slightly, and just as he was about to meet Yu Nanqing's eyes, he was suddenly slapped across the face by a soft hand.

He was slightly taken aback, his expression gradually freezing. Before he could react, his wife, who had been lying obediently, suddenly got up, forcefully pushed him down, and then straddled his waist.

Counterattack?

Shen Mochen's eyes brightened slightly, as if he were even more excited.

He had done it before, but she always cried and complained of pain before he reluctantly switched places and let her be the one in control.

However, Yu Xiaoqing was indeed a beautiful and delicate girl. If it were someone else, she wouldn't be happy either. She would always cry and curse him as a bastard, and then, like a mad cat, she would hold him down and scratch him hard.

Yu Nanqing glanced at his expectant expression, reached out and patted his head, telling him to close his eyes and cover his ears, and not to move no matter what sounds he heard. Only after watching him obediently close his eyes did she get out of bed to turn off the light.

In the dark, one's senses become exceptionally sharp. Shen Mochen's breathing became somewhat rapid, and his heavy voice could be heard even if one got a little close.

His ears twitched slightly as he listened intently to the sounds coming from inside the room, trying to guess what his little darling was doing.

Suddenly, a screeching sound from a chair echoed throughout the room. He felt a jolt and instinctively wanted to get out of bed to check, but then he remembered that this might be a mysterious surprise from his beloved, so he resisted the urge to get out of bed and continued to close his eyes and plug his ears.

Little did they know that the sound was Yu Nanqing tripping over a chair and falling flat on her face because it was too dark to see the road.

Yu Nanqing lay on the carpet, her knees aching so much that her brows furrowed and tears welled in her eyes.

She tried to get up by herself, but it seemed she had hit her head, and the pain made her dizzy and unable to cry.

She regretted it; she shouldn't have been so mysterious.

She pouted and glanced at the figure that was the only one that could be clearly seen moving in the dark mass in front of her, her voice full of grievance, "Shen Mochen."

After not receiving a response for a long time, she paused, narrowed her eyes, and stared intently at what Shen Mochen was doing.

The top of the shadow was some distance from the bed, indicating that Shen Mochen was probably lying on his side. She frowned, bit her lip, and called out again.

She received no response, her brows furrowed, and she grew somewhat angry.

Shen Mochen must have heard her call him; she saw the dark figure move twice when she spoke.

Shen Mochen is deliberately ignoring her!

Thinking about this, she was absolutely furious.

Shen Mochen has good eyesight; he's probably watching her right now, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

The angrier she got, the more she gritted her teeth, got up, and stormed toward the bedside. She picked up her phone, turned on the flashlight, and pointed it directly at Shen Mochen.

Just as he was about to lash out, he suddenly froze.

Shen Mochen covered his eyes with his tie and also tightly covered his ears with his hands.

Yu Nanqing froze for two seconds, then suddenly remembered that she had told him to close his eyes and not move no matter what he heard.

She fell silent for a moment, then slowly lowered her raised hand, pursed her lips, and placed her palm on his thigh.

She fell with such a loud thud, how could he dare not move!

Shen Mochen noticed her approaching. Startled by the sudden blow, he paused, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and tried to snuggle into her arms, whispering, "My darling..."

Yu Nanqing's lips twitched slightly. Her anger, which had just subsided, suddenly flared up again. She pushed him away, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, staring resentfully at the broken chair that had tripped her. "Shen Mochen, I'm angry!"

Shen Mochen finally realized something was wrong, ripped off his tie, turned over and knelt at the head of the bed, reaching out to hug her.

But his hand was pushed away as soon as it touched the hem of her clothes. After this happened several times, he forcefully pulled her into his arms.

He gave her two sweet kisses, his mind racing as he tried to recall everything that had just happened, wondering what could have made his sweet wife so angry.

After a two-second standoff, he stared intently at the chair lying on the ground opposite him.

It's not used to cover up sound.

So... that broken chair tripped his wife?!

He frowned, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then turned around and made the broken chair disappear from the market.

The room can be turned on normally; pressing the switch three times in a row will turn on a dim, yellowish light.

Yu Nanqing stared intently as Shen Mochen turned on the light, then coldly looked away when he turned back.