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

Chapter 187 He is Qingqing's Brain

But it doesn't matter, since he's obsessed with Qingqing, he'd be happy to tell her a hundred more times.

There was no one in the corridor, so Yu Nanqing didn't struggle to get off him. She just hesitated for a moment and then let herself hang on him.

Shen Mochen booked a couple's suite, thinking it would be no different from a regular suite, but he was stunned when he opened the door.

Even with his incredibly twisted mind, he was still shocked when he first saw this scene.

He had never seen any hotel openly display fun play props.

He even wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

He was surprised, not to mention Yu Nanqing. When his gaze fell on the bed in the center of the room, which was covered with bells, suspended in the air, and surrounded by small toys, his face turned ashen.

Her mind raced, and she stared at Shen Mochen in disbelief, stammering, "You...you..."

She stammered for a long time before finally managing to utter only, "You pervert."

She was still angry, and he had already started fantasizing about that kind of thing.

This is absolutely, utterly incomprehensible!

Even more shameful was that Yu Nanqing slapped Shen Mochen, and the sound of the slap still echoed in the room.

So shameful.

Yu Nanqing turned to walk towards the door, but Shen Mochen pulled her into his arms.

"Sweetie, let me explain." Shen Mochen hugged her, hurriedly trying to distance himself from her.

Based on his past behavior, he would definitely have coaxed the pretty girl into simply giving in to his desires.

But he's no longer qualified.

The reason he wasn't qualified was that he brought it upon himself.

Ever since that one time when the beautiful and charming girl unexpectedly wore sexy lingerie to seduce him, wanting to connect with him on an emotional level, but after he made a few sarcastic remarks, his beautiful wife refused to make love to him anymore.

During that period, even a simple kiss required a sneak attack, and the price was being slapped a few times.

Shen Mochen sighed and chased after the person until he reached the door before finally persuading them to stop.

“I thought a couple’s suite was just a suite with a bigger bed, I didn’t expect it to be like this.” Shen Mochen said, glancing at the layout of the room out of the corner of his eye.

To be honest, it's nowhere near as luxurious and austere as the golden cage he used to set up in the basement of Shui Jun Wan.

Seeing him staring blankly at the slick bed as he spoke, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but slap him on the head again. "Shen Mochen, what are you thinking about?!"

Shen Mochen was brought back to his senses by her slap, his sexy throat bobbing a few times at just the right moment, his dark eyes filled with unspeakable emotions.

And so, he, who looked particularly unserious, was slapped by Yu Nanqing again.

Two handprints appeared on his face, and Shen Mochen's turbid eyes gradually became clear. He stared at the pretty girl he had pinned against the wall, and unexpectedly leaned down to kiss Yu Nanqing's lips twice.

He had planned to quickly dodge away after the kiss, but the slap mark on his face burned and itched, and his heart also felt a stinging itch.

It's not that I'm too itchy to move, it's that I want to be slapped again.

He did succeed; the soft slap landed, and even the wind that followed tasted sweet.

A bed that shakes and makes a bell-like sound is definitely not suitable for sleeping.

With a handprint on his face, Shen Mochen grinned foolishly as he went to the front desk to change rooms. Because of his suspicious appearance, the front desk asked him several questions. It turned out that the two were indeed a couple and the woman was not threatened, so the front desk returned his ID card to him.

Yu Nanqing, who came to the rescue and confirmed that the two were indeed a couple, took the room key and hurriedly turned to walk towards the elevator.

As he walked, he kept pulling at his collar, trying to cover his face.

There was nothing she could do; she was on pins and needles, and could hear the crickets chirping from the witnesses even from a distance.

They said she looked small, but her hands were surprisingly strong.

They said she was strangely feisty.

In short, she desperately wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

It wasn't because she had a strong grip at all! It was clearly Shen Mochen's sensitive skin!

It turns red with just one fan, and it turns red with just one fan, as if it's free.

"Good girl, now I can explain it to you properly." There were only the two of them in the elevator. As soon as they entered, Shen Mochen pressed himself against her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and then pressed his lips against her face as he spoke.

Yu Nanqing's ears turned bright red. Because she was standing with her back to him, she could see her own flushed face on the elevator wall in front of her whenever she looked up.

I was so embarrassed.

She bit her lower lip and pushed Shen Mochen away. "Don't push your luck. I'm still clearly angry. You're not allowed to kiss me."

Pushed away by her, Shen Mochen paused slightly, then his lips slowly curved upwards. He obediently refrained from kissing her again, but shamelessly leaned closer and gently rubbed his face against her neck, his lips inadvertently brushing against her fair neck.

The newly replaced double room was finally working properly. After entering the room and looking around, Yu Nanqing sat on the sofa and glanced at Shen Mochen, who was pushing his suitcase into the room.

She didn't utter a sound, relying entirely on Shen Mochen's sudden realization. When his gaze met her expression, his eyes flickered, and he immediately dropped his suitcase and knelt down in front of her.

Yu Nanqing was startled by his actions, her eyelashes trembled several times, but in order not to ruin the seriousness she had finally managed to maintain, she forced a cold look away and pretended not to care at all. However, she couldn't help but glance at Shen Mochen, whose lips were constantly opening and closing as he explained to her, several times out of the corner of her eye.

Her brow twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but swallow. That familiar feeling she had in the elevator earlier seemed to have returned.

She couldn't hear a word he was saying, but her mindset was different from before. Just now, she was so angry she wanted to bite him to death, but now... she just wanted to kiss him to death.

Her hardened heart gradually softened, and she unconsciously began picking at her nails, searching for the best opportunity to tell Shen Mochen that she forgave him.

She never found the opportunity to be honest with Shen Mochen, but in a moment of impulse, they kissed, and kissed passionately, from the sofa to the bathroom door and all the way to the bed.

When she was almost out of breath, Yu Nanqing gasped and called for a stop.

Her already red cheeks turned even redder, and her ears, needless to say, were so red they looked like they could bleed.

Shen Mochen rolled over and lay down next to her, his fingers gently twirling her hair. He couldn't help but pull her closer to smell it, and feeling unsatisfied, he simply pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her shoulder, and sniffed her again and again.

It smells so good, so incredibly tempting.

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and stared at Jiaojiao in his arms, his eyes bright and his upturned eyes revealing his inner joy.

He certainly deserves to be happy; both kisses today were initiated by his obedient wife.

Whether it was lust at first sight or premeditated, he was extremely pleased.

"Are you not angry anymore, sweetie?" He leaned down and nibbled at Yu Nanqing's earlobe, which was bright red under his gaze, and asked humbly.