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

Chapter 189 Unreasonable trouble

Yu Nanqing was replying to President Zhang's message and didn't pay attention to what he was saying. When she turned around after sending the message, Shen Mochen's face was as dark as charcoal.

Her brow twitched slightly as she met Shen Mochen's unfathomable eyes. A bad premonition inexplicably ignited in her heart, and she subconsciously shrank back.

Shen Mochen, who was already in a bad mood because he hadn't received a reply, immediately got angry when he saw her action.

He pulled her into his arms, pressed her down and kissed her hard several times, gently kneading her waist with his fingertips, and occasionally pressing on her lower back.

Like a large dog that has lost its grip, he vented his anger, then, looking slightly dejected, with red eyes, he sat silently on the edge of the bed, leaving her with only his back to him.

Yu Nanqing lay panting on the bed, her hand shielding her eyes from the glaring light. The corners of her eyes were red from being touched on a sensitive spot, and two teardrops clung to her eyelashes.

The room remained quiet for a long time, and an eerie atmosphere gradually settled in.

Once she caught her breath, Yu Nanqing sat up, her gaze falling on Shen Mochen's back, her toes curling up under the covers.

Shen Mochen seems to be angry.

But she didn't know what he was angry about.

Can't figure it out.

She frowned slightly, remained silent for two seconds, then leaned over, rested her head on his shoulder, and called out to his reddened ears, "Shen Mochen."

He didn't answer and turned away coldly, facing the other wall. However, his ears trembled several times and turned bright red, indicating that he actually cared a lot about her approach.

In other words, Shen Mochen wasn't too angry yet, and there was still room for maneuver.

Yu Nanqing patiently leaned closer again, her warm breath spraying all over his neck, "Shen Mochen, what are you angry about?"

She was so close that Shen Mochen's nostrils were filled with her fragrance, and he couldn't help but glance at her, his pupils almost touching his left eyeball.

He moved his lips, but hesitated to speak.

He felt a little annoyed, thinking that he was being unusually sentimental.

He used to be able to say things like "I want her to coax me" without hesitation, but now he hesitates and can't bring himself to say them.

I wonder if I've become more thin-skinned now.

He sighed silently, stubbornly refusing to utter a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, reached out and poked his face, "How am I supposed to know what you're angry about if you don't tell me? How am I supposed to coax you if you don't tell me?"

Yu Nanqing didn't want to be so direct, but if she didn't take the initiative, given Shen Mochen's current personality, he would probably give her the cold shoulder for several days.

Hearing her words, Shen Mochen's eyes flickered, and he pinched the blanket with his fingertips. "Last time you said I was like a gossip, and the time before that you said I was annoying. If I really told you why I was angry, my dear would probably think I was making a mountain out of a molehill."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her expression froze for a moment, and she began to review the events in her mind.

Did she say these things?

She frowned, her face hesitant. "What we said before we got together doesn't count."

Back then, she was no different from the evil fleece, indiscriminately attacking everyone in Water Bay. Even the birds that occasionally landed on the balcony couldn't escape her scolding.

So let those events remain sealed in memory.

"My dear girl just said that not long ago." Shen Mochen glanced at her sideways, and seeing that she had no recollection of it at all, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

So he was the only one who took it seriously. He was the only one who couldn't sleep all night after hearing what she said, and even spent the whole night thinking about it. He was also uneasy for several days because she had added a tracking device to her.

Yu Nanqing stared at him and saw that he didn't seem to be lying at all, and felt inexplicably guilty.

She couldn't remember when she had said it, but since Shen Mochen said she had, she would say so.

Despite her inner struggle, her eyes hardened, and she straddled Shen Mochen's lap, cupped his face, and kissed him several times. "I'm sorry, I'll never say that to you again."

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and stared at her. Judging from her expression, he knew that she had no recollection of when she had said it.

That makes sense, she definitely wouldn't remember.

After all, she wasn't saying those things to him.

The first time was when Yu Nanqing went to a company party. He refrained from following her, but after waiting for most of the night without her returning, he couldn't help but open the eavesdropping device connection software.

As soon as she opened the app, she heard an unfamiliar voice asking if she wanted to call her boyfriend.

Shen Mochen was initially happy because Yu Nanqing had acknowledged him as her boyfriend in front of others, but the next sentence to him tore a hole in his heart.

She said, "No, he... he's just a busybody... I don't want him..."

Enraged, he was so flustered that he collapsed to the ground as soon as he stood up.

After a few dozen seconds, he regained his senses and got up to pick up the person; by then, there were no other sounds coming from the bug.

The second time was when Yu Nanqing was talking in his sleep. He was almost pressed against her face, so she could hear him clearly.

She called out to him first, then after two seconds, she uttered an annoying sound.

He didn't know that he actually missed the crucial words during the few dozen seconds he fainted the first time.

Because she was too drunk, Yu Nanqing had no idea what her colleague was asking her; her mind was completely occupied with the sketchbook she had recently taken on.

The client made too many demands. Each chapter had to be commented on for a long time, with constant revisions, resulting in a comic that was completely disjointed.

Once the message was sent, the other party blamed them for it.

The second time, Yu Nanqing wasn't cursing him at all; there was a long gap between the two sentences, and it's unclear how he connected them.

But no matter what, he was a good-for-nothing. Yu Nanqing coaxed him, and he lost his mind, wanting nothing more than to drown in his wife's arms.

"So, what were you angry about just now?" Seeing that his expression had relaxed, Yu Nanqing asked again.

Shen Mochen peeked out from her arms, his disheveled hair sticking up in the air, and even his fair cheeks were flushed with a rosy blush. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to bite her collarbone.

The bite wasn't hard; rather, it was as if he was kissing her collarbone with his teeth.

After biting him enough, he licked him a couple more times. Only after he was done licking did he look up and reply, "You ran so fast just now, were you trying to hide from me?"

Yu Nanqing paused for a moment, seeing his serious expression, and couldn't bear to tease him. "I stood still for so long, my legs went numb. If I hadn't run fast, I would have limped back."

Hearing her explanation, Shen Mochen felt a little better and buried his head in her neck, nuzzling her again. "I can carry you back."

"Mm," Yu Nanqing responded softly, without refuting him.

"So why did you prefer to run back rather than let me carry you back?" Shen Mochen asked again in a muffled voice.