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

Chapter 92 The two are in the throes of a passionate romance

He Jing finished preparing breakfast before the young couple from the Shen family came downstairs.

The two seemed not to see him, and kissed their way down the stairs from the second floor.

Just couldn't see it.

He picked up the water in front of him and took a sip. It was so sour that he almost choked. He frowned, picked up a meatball, and stuffed it into his mouth. His taste buds were relieved. Only then did he look up at the two people who were still kissing passionately at the bottom of the stairs. He cleared his throat and coughed twice.

Upon hearing the voice, Yu Nanqing froze, her already flushed face turning even redder. She hurriedly pushed Shen Mochen away, straightened her skirt, and looked extremely unnatural.

Interrupted, Shen Mochen was in a bad mood. He raised his cold eyes slightly and glanced indifferently at He Jing, who was sitting at the kitchen table. He then put his arm around He Jing and sat down before speaking, "Why are you here?"

"I was just worried you wouldn't be able to find your way, so I was thinking of showing you the way later." Hearing the disdain in his words, He Jing continued eating without changing his expression.

Already used to it.

Moreover, apart from the young woman he had only met not long ago, he had never seen Shen Mochen show patience to anyone else.

He used to think that someone like Shen Mochen would be a bachelor for life, but he never expected that... he would get married so early! Even earlier than him!

He Jing sighed helplessly, channeling his grief and anger into his appetite, and ate several meatballs in one go.

Shen Mochen was busy serving his wife. Only after serving Yu Nanqing some food did he have a moment to reply to him, "Navigation isn't something to be trifled with."

He Jing paused for two seconds, realizing that Shen Mochen's words implied that he was just being presumptuous.

My heart feels a little heavy.

He's reached an age where everyone dislikes him.

Just two days ago, Xia Yan said he was annoying and that he had no manliness at all.

Yu Nanqing ate a piece of potato, her brows furrowing slightly. She glanced at Shen Mochen beside her, unable to swallow the potato still in her mouth.

Shen Mochen knew her too well; he could tell what she wanted from just a glance. He pulled out a tissue, spread it out in her hand, and told her to spit it out. "Doesn't it taste good?"

Yu Nanqing shook her head. It wasn't that it tasted bad, but the flavor was strange—sweet, salty, and sour all at once—and she couldn't really accept it. "Did Aunt Yang take leave?"

Aunt Yang knows her taste, so this dish definitely wasn't made by Aunt Yang.

He Jing, who had been trying to hide his presence by acting like a quail, was taken aback. His eyelids twitched a few times, and his expression froze slightly. "I made breakfast."

Yu Nanqing was taken aback, moved her lips, and tried to make amends by saying, "It's actually quite delicious."

Anyone would feel sad and angry if they heard that the meal they had worked so hard to cook was not tasty.

"It's nothing, maybe my sister-in-law just doesn't like it. My family likes our cooking to have all five flavors." He Jing said, pressing his hand to his heart to keep himself from being too shocked.

Looking at his forced expression, Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, picked up the simplest scrambled eggs from the table, and said, "This is delicious."

He Jing's lips twitched slightly. "That dish was made by Aunt Yang."

"..." Yu Nanqing swallowed the scrambled eggs in her mouth, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Turning her head, she saw Shen Mochen eating the meat she had just put on his plate without changing his expression. Thinking that he was used to it, she poked his waist and whispered for him to eat more, and asked him to say something to praise He Jing.

Shen Mochen's greatest virtue is that he listens to his wife. He glanced at He Jing, who looked dejected, and slowly said, "You can still eat a lot."

He Jing was taken aback, but upon hearing this, he immediately perked up again. The fact that he could still eat was the highest praise he had ever heard Shen Mochen utter.

After finishing their meal, the group went out. This morning, Yu Nanqing went to great lengths to persuade Shen Mochen to bring Qiuqiu along, almost sacrificing herself in the process.

Qiuqiu was overjoyed to be able to go out, circling around Yu Nanqing several times. Only after Shen Mochen pulled it away and threatened it a couple of times did it calm down and obediently jump into the car.

Today, Yu Nanqing wore a light pink fitted winter dress. The hem of the dress reached her ankles, and the perfect waistline accentuated her figure.

She was so beautiful that Shen Mochen couldn't take his eyes off her.

He had her woolen coat hanging on his wrist, watching her check her things quietly, his eyes filled with tenderness. After she finished checking and turned around, he stepped forward, pressed her against the car, cupped her face, and kissed her.

"My little one is so pretty."

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, his lips brushing against her cheek, as if he couldn't get enough of kissing her.

It wasn't until He Jing noticed that the two hadn't come over to call him that Yu Nanqing hurriedly pushed him away and turned around to pretend to check the contents of the trunk.

When He Jing walked around, he only saw Shen Mochen staring intently at his sister-in-law, with an unknown smile on his face, looking just like a big bad wolf with insatiable desires.

"Alright, everything's ready." To keep up the act, Yu Nanqing spoke calmly, glancing at He Jing and then at Shen Mochen, "Let's go."

"Mm," Shen Mochen responded softly, and followed her into the car.

Shangjing Villa is quite far from Shuijun Bay; it took more than two hours to drive there.

Yu Nanqing was dozing off against Shen Mochen. When she heard him speak, she struggled for a long time but couldn't open her heavy eyelids. Instead, she yawned several times, turned over and buried her head in his chest, rubbing against him. "Shen Mochen, I'm so sleepy."

"I'll carry you to your room to sleep. We'll go play with them again this afternoon." Shen Mochen used his hat to shield her face, making sure the sunlight wouldn't shine into her eyes.

Qiuqiu, being sensible, didn't bark loudly, but just kept wagging its tail. After getting out of the car and following Shen Mochen for a couple of steps, it was picked up and taken back by Yu Yan.

When He Jing parked his car and came over, he only saw a person and a dog. He paused for two seconds, glanced into the car, and asked, "Where are Brother Shen and his wife?"

"Going to the room." Yu Yan glanced at him, then handed him the leash with Qiuqiu on it. "Take good care of it."

Left behind, he only came to his senses after Yu Yan had walked quite a distance. "Hey, wait, where are you going?"

Without waiting for a reply, he sighed softly, lowered his eyes to meet Qiuqiu's gaze, and said, "Fine, you're in my hands again."

The hotel rooms at the resort were retro-style, but... He Jing booked a themed room for the two of them.

As soon as you enter, music that sets the mood for intimacy plays. The heart-shaped bed is covered with red rose petals, and various sex toys are even placed beside it.

Yu Nanqing was awakened by the music. She looked up curiously, and when she saw the layout of the room, her face turned red with embarrassment, and her sleepiness vanished instantly.

"Shen Mochen, I... I don't think I'm sleepy anymore. Let's go out and not waste this beautiful daytime." She tugged at Shen Mochen's sleeve, trying to get off him.

"Isn't my sweetie sleepy anymore?" Shen Mochen stared at the things on the bed, a strange emotion surging in his heart. Hearing her words, he slowly lowered his eyes, his expression unreadable.

"Mmm." Looking at his expression, Yu Nanqing's heart skipped a beat. She had a feeling that if they didn't get out soon, something terrible would happen.