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

Chapter 115 He's not a beast

confidence?

She had done this before, confidently believing that he could control everything he possessed, confidently thinking that as long as he hid her away, she would belong to him forever, and even after experiencing some sweetness, she thought that she liked him too.

But the results... seem to be unsatisfactory.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, then he lowered them a little as he looked down at the beautiful little girl in his arms who was making a promise to him. His eyes were not filled with joy, but with an impenetrable fog.

He didn't speak until they returned to the ward and he tried to pick Yu Nanqing up from the wheelchair, but she refused. Only then did he speak, "My dear, you just said you liked me. Why are you starting to resist me now that the situation has changed?"

He stared at her with his dark, watery eyes, like a sensitive puppy, as if she were some kind of heartless man.

Yu Nanqing's throat tightened, and as if possessed, she reached out, grabbed his collar, and kissed his lips.

This time, Shen Mochen didn't take the initiative. Yu Nanqing could only clumsily suck on his lips little by little, and only let go when she felt tired. When she met Shen Mochen's ambiguous smile, her face instantly burned.

"I...I want to get up and walk around by myself and try." She gently pinched the hem of his clothes and shook it slightly, her tone coquettish.

Shen Mochen stared at her, his ears itching from the coquettish tone at the end of her song. His Adam's apple bobbed, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

Before Yu Nanqing could react, he bent down, cupped her face, and kissed her red lips passionately.

After the kiss, he gently pinched her red earlobe with his fingertips, then opened his mouth and took it in. "My sweet girl, your voice is so tempting. I want it."

Yu Nanqing was still in the first stage when he suddenly heard him talk about the long-term final stage. His pupils dilated slightly and his head suddenly exploded.

She lowered her eyes and swallowed hard. This time, she didn't slap him immediately. Instead, she slowly moved her wheelchair away, trying to get away from this place with an unclear atmosphere.

It was all in vain; she had barely managed to move when she was pulled back.

"Why are you running away, little one? I'm not a beast, I won't lay a hand on you right now."

Shen Mochen looked up at her, stared at her lips for two seconds, and then took out lip balm from his pocket and applied it to her lips.

After finishing everything, he slowly spoke again, "I'm very patient, you should know that, my dear."

Yu Nanqing blushed. Even when she hated him the most in the past, she couldn't escape his flirtatious attacks, let alone now. She was completely defeated.

She bit her lip in shame and indignation, then kicked him with her intact leg, saying, "You shameless bastard."

Shen Mochen grabbed her leg and pulled her closer to his chest, raising an eyebrow at her. "It's not like you just found out today, sweetie."

Yu Nanqing was completely defeated and simply stopped talking, lowering her eyes to pull at the small ball on her coat.

Shen Mochen didn't say anything more that would make her blush. He massaged her leg, which was in a cast, and said, "The training this afternoon has been enough. I don't want our beautiful Qing Jiaojiao to get tired any more."

After each training session, she would be drenched in sweat, her beautiful face etched with exhaustion. Yet, when she was in pain, she would whine and snuggle into his arms, making his already tender heart clench even tighter, wishing he could take her pain upon himself.

Yu Nanqing glanced at him, then closed her eyes and leaned back in her wheelchair.

It wasn't that she didn't want to argue with him; she knew she wouldn't win even if she did. If she got angry later, she would have to cling to him and kiss him, and if he got his way with her, she would be the one who suffered.

Anyway, she's not a delicate girl.

These past few days, she's been eating light and simple meals, but at least there's something different every day, and the taste is just right. Yu Nanqing hasn't gotten tired of them yet and is still happily waiting for Shen Mochen to feed her every day.

At noon, Shen Mochen went downstairs to get lunch, and she stayed in bed playing on her phone. However, Shen Mochen took an unusually long time to return today; it had been almost an hour.

She frowned, somewhat worried. After hesitating for a moment, she carefully moved into her wheelchair and, on her own, began to turn it around, preparing to go downstairs to check on the situation.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. The hospital lobby was right outside the elevator. Since it was a hospital specifically for the Lu family, there weren't many people, and it was easy to find people in the crowd.

As soon as Yu Nanqing turned the corner, she saw the familiar figure she had been longing for.

Her eyes lit up, and just as she was about to move over, she saw another pretty figure approaching, very close to her loyal husband, with only two fingers' width between them.

She gritted her teeth, a sudden, inexplicable jealousy rising in her heart.

She felt that after spending a lot of time with Shen Mochen, she was very similar to him in some ways. For example, she was jealous, couldn't stand seeing him get close to other men, and had an incredibly strong possessive streak.

Perhaps sensing her ghostly gaze, Shen Mochen suddenly turned his head and looked over, meeting her scrutinizing eyes.

Shen Mochen paused for two seconds, his brows furrowed slightly, and he snatched the moisturizer from the woman's hand and hurriedly walked towards her.

Yu Nanqing glanced at him, then decisively turned the wheelchair around as he moved his foot, turned around and entered the elevator, pressing the elevator button so that the elevator door would close just as he reached the door.

She felt a sense of relief, but this was quickly followed by an overwhelming bitterness.

Although she knew in her heart that Shen Mochen could not possibly have a relationship with other women, she just felt like she was sick and wanted to throw a tantrum, wanting to grab Shen Mochen by the collar and interrogate him about why he was so close to other women!

The elevator doors opened, and as soon as she looked up, she was met by Shen Mochen standing at the door.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. She swallowed hard, her fingertips twitching slightly. Her earlier confident thoughts were thrown to the back of her mind, and at this moment she felt inexplicably... a little timid.

But the thought that she had the upper hand in this matter made her immediately raise her head again. She glared at Shen Mochen and said, "What are you standing there for? Push me out!"

After she finished speaking, and seeing that Shen Mochen hadn't made a move, she paused for a moment. When she saw someone coming over, her expression became somewhat embarrassed, and her tone immediately softened, "Hurry up."

Shen Mochen was angry, angry that she had closed the elevator door before he arrived and ran off as fast as she could, as if he were some kind of plague god.

But now... oh well, what can I do? She's his wife.

No matter how you treat him, he has to endure it.

He pushed her out, and only after entering the ward did he punish her by biting her cheek. "You run pretty fast, little one, like a little rabbit taking off running."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her cheeks puffed up with anger. She stomped on his foot with great effort and slapped him in the process. "You were the one who got so close to another woman first! Don't even think about striking first!"

Shen Mochen paused, recalling the woman downstairs earlier. His eyebrows twitched, like a wilted flower, losing its imposing aura. He leaned closer expectantly, "Is my little darling jealous?"

"No." Yu Nanqing uttered two dry words, then reached out and pushed him away.

She said no in her words, but her face clearly said... I'm just jealous, so what!