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

Chapter 63 The Obedient Dog Who Wants to Be a Wife

Six pm.

A noise came from the entrance hall.

Yu Nanqing lifted her eyes and saw a familiar figure. Her downturned eyebrows twitched slightly, and she let out a soft moan from her bitten, red lips, "Oh... Brother Chen is here."

Shen Mochen paused in his actions, walked towards her without even taking off his coat, bent down to hug her, but was dodged before his hand could touch her.

He paused for two seconds, and just as he was about to continue hugging her, her snow-white legs pressed straight against his chest.

The little white rabbit, her eyes red with anger, glared at him and uttered the most vicious words imaginable: "Don't touch me!"

Shen Mochen stared at her intently, his eyes deepening, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. The yandere-like nature she possessed gave him a strange sense of pleasure.

If... it were an unclothed chest that the obedient girl was stepping on, that would be even better.

Ideally, she would endlessly ravage him, leaving his entire body covered with her marks.

His thoughts raced, and he suppressed his perverse desires, grasping the slender, snow-white ankle in front of him and pulling Yu Nanqing into his arms.

"Who made our little darling angry?" he asked good-naturedly. Seeing that the person in his arms was biting her lip and not speaking, he had no choice but to pry open her pearly teeth with his fingertips, gently caress the teeth marks on her lips, and then slowly slide them down.

Noticing the trembling of the person in his arms, he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"Yu Xiaoqing, speak."

"... "

"Please, please talk to me."

Yu Nanqing was breathing heavily, her face flushed with embarrassment. She could no longer bear it and slapped him across the handsome face. "Shen Mochen, put your hand out!"

Seeing that she was finally willing to speak, Shen Mochen obediently withdrew his mischievous hands, straightened her skirt, and took out the prettiest one from a pile of bags on the table. "I saw this on the way back and thought it would suit you very well."

"I bought it on the spur of the moment." Yu Nanqing took it, opened the gift box in the bag, and glanced at it.

They were small high heels adorned with purple diamonds, so beautiful that they could make anyone's heart flutter at first glance.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, tried it on, turned to meet Shen Mochen's smiling eyes, and hummed twice, "It's barely acceptable."

"Now can you tell me what I did to upset you?" Shen Mochen pulled her back into his arms and kissed her cheek.

Yu Nanqing was mostly appeased and reluctantly told him, "Where were you at 12:14 PM today?"

She was so angry that she specifically checked the time.

Shen Mochen paused slightly, his hand that was holding the flower-adorned waist of her stopped, and he recalled something in his mind.

For such a carefree little darling to remember something so clearly, he must have committed some heinous crime.

At noon, he went to the mall to pick up the shoes he had customized for Guai Guai, and then ordered a pair of diamond rings. After that, he left the mall and stood at the entrance, waiting for Yu Yan to pick him up, while imagining how Guai Guai would reward him when she saw the gifts he had given him.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts, even a little excited, that he almost got drenched by water thrown down from upstairs.

Guaiguai shouldn't be angry about this. Could it be that... she discovered the tracker and listening device he planted on her?

He frowned, feeling inexplicably agitated.

He didn't want her to go out, not at all.

But if he really restricts him, his daughter will make a huge fuss, so he can only do things secretly to make her feel safe.

His lips twitched slightly, hesitating again and again, unwilling to admit his mistake.

He looked up and met Yu Nanqing's scrutinizing gaze. Just as the words were about to spill from his mouth, a sudden thought flashed through his mind. He suddenly remembered that when Guai Guai came in, she had called him…

Brother Achen?

Yu Xiaoqing had never called him that before.

"Why isn't Brother Chen saying anything? Is he feeling guilty?"

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Yu Nanqing's pent-up jealousy resurfaced, and she reached out and poked his heart.

She couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking about how to brush her off or how to find an excuse to lie to her.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She bit her lip, then straddled his lap in one go, gripping his waist tightly, and buried her face in his mouth, biting his lips hard. "Was the candied hawthorn Xia Yue bought you delicious? Was it very sweet? So sweet that you want to spend the rest of your life with her?!"

After venting her anger, she felt a little better. She licked the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked up to meet Shen Mochen's dark, piercing eyes.

She paused for two seconds, her eyes flickering, inexplicably feeling a bit timid, but she had no reason at the moment, and she weakly slapped him again, "Speak!"

Shen Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, his nerves a little excited, and rubbed her lower back with the hand that was supporting her waist.

This novelty sent his adrenaline soaring, and he couldn't wait to be a good little dog, kneeling on the ground and begging her to slap him a few more times.

His skin was fair, and even without much force, five clear handprints were left on the side of his face.

There's an inexplicable aversion to asceticism.

Strange... astringent.

Yu Nanqing blushed, tilted her head, and heard a firm guarantee in her ear.

"I was wrong, darling. I will never talk to any other woman again, and I will never accept anything from any other woman."

Hearing this, Yu Nanqing felt a little pleased, but she immediately seized on the loophole. Her brows furrowed instantly, and she grabbed his face, demanding sharply, "You really ate the candied hawthorn she gave you, and even said it was delicious?!"

Shen Mochen was taken aback, shaking his head vigorously, "I swear, absolutely not."

Yu Nanqing believed it, her anger subsided, and her jealousy disappeared, but she felt inexplicably embarrassed, unable to speak, and dared not look at Shen Mochen's expression again.

"Are you hungry, sweetie? Shall we eat?"

"Hmm..."

Shen Mochen stared at her puffed-out cheeks and couldn't resist taking a bite. Not satisfied, he sucked on them a couple more times.

"My baby is so pretty, so cute!"

Yu Nanqing's swaying feet slowly came to a stop, her head tilted to the side, her ears turned red, and the corners of her lips gradually turned up.

--

Over the weekend, Yu Nanqing went to Shuijun Bay. Looking at the dog in the yard, which had gotten much fatter, he remained silent for a long time, then rubbed his eyes, somewhat incredulous.

"Shen Mochen, what have you been feeding it?"

Seeing the disgust on Yu Nanqing's face, Shen Mochen curled his lips almost imperceptibly, looking helpless. "There's nothing I can do. It's very greedy. If I don't give it a big bowl of dog food, it will howl at night, making it impossible for anyone to sleep."

Yu Nanqing frowned, squinted at the big, greedy dog ​​wagging its tail at her, cupped its face and rubbed it, "Qiuqiu, if you keep eating like this, I'll have to take you to the vet to lose weight."

As if it understood her words, Qiuqiu slowed down its tail wagging and rubbed against her palm, whimpering softly.

Seeing that his wife's heart had been captivated again, Shen Mochen frowned and gave this scheming green tea dog a few sinister glances. Not to be outdone, he wrapped his arms around Yu Nanqing's waist and said, "Sweetie, let's go inside."