diskusbooks Chapter 140 Once you're here, you can't leave.
Chapter 140 Once you're here, you can't leave.
Hearing the resolute sound of the door closing, Yu Nanqing felt a chill in her heart. She pursed her lips, feeling a pang of bitterness, and couldn't help but shed two more tears.
If Shen Mochen hadn't left without changing his shoes and hadn't asked her for his keys, she would have immediately rushed up and stopped him.
Fortunately, he was only going out for a short while.
He should be back soon, he should be.
It definitely will.
Although she tried to comfort herself with these thoughts, she couldn't help but worry. As soon as the door closed, she went to the window and stood there like a waiting stone for her husband.
Standing was too tiring, so she dragged a chair over and stared longingly at the empty downstairs. Her eyes lit up when she saw Shen Mochen's figure appear.
She followed him with her gaze, watching him enter the convenience store and walk towards the apartment building. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and then, regaining her composure, she pulled up a small stool and sat down in front of the door to wait.
Five minutes later, the room door was opened precisely on time.
Shen Mochen entered the room, but stopped before he could even put down his keys. He looked at Yu Nanqing, who was staring at him expectantly, and his throat tightened. He held back his anger.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, and Shen Mochen clearly felt as if a string in his mind had snapped.
After a long silence, he finally made a move, dropping the ginger and honey he had bought, reaching out to pick her up, kissing her as he strode into the living room.
Overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm, Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled wildly, and she instinctively shrank back.
Noticing her reaction, Shen Mochen paused, his eyes filled with madness and darkness as he stared at her face. Seeing her purse her lips, he suddenly tugged at the corner of his lips and bit her hard twice. When he stood up, his breathing was even more disordered. "If you don't want to, don't act like that seductive person."
"I'm too dead to be ruined by you any longer."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave. As he passed the entrance hall, he saw the plastic bag on the shoe cabinet. He hesitated for two seconds, then turned back, quickly boiled a bowl of ginger soup, poured it out and put it on the table before resolutely leaving again.
However, Yu Nanqing still didn't let him leave this time, and ran to block the door when he entered the kitchen.
She felt uneasy, annoyed that her first reaction was to cower instead of agree, and even more afraid that Shen Mochen would say something even harsher that would make her feel ashamed.
The noise from the kitchen subsided, and Yu Nanqing's unease grew stronger. Her eyes flickered, and she looked up to meet Shen Mochen's gaze.
Shen Mochen glanced at her once before looking away. He looked down at the ground but couldn't find his shoes. He guessed what was wrong and looked up at Yu Nanqing, who was looking uneasy. "Where are your shoes?"
"Don't go." Yu Nanqing didn't give a direct answer, her tone was pitiful.
The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long time. Seeing that Shen Mochen did not speak, Yu Nanqing could not bear it any longer and hurriedly went over and threw herself into his arms, saying, "I won't take your life."
"I wasn't thinking of resisting just now, I was just startled by your sudden action."
“I can explain those things from before.”
"Please trust me just this once, okay? I'm begging you, Shen Mochen."
As Yu Nanqing spoke, her voice grew softer and softer until finally only sobs remained.
Yu Nanqing felt like she was about to become incontinent of tears; she would want to cry whenever she felt wronged or when she was in the wrong.
She cried so many times today that her voice is hoarse, but thankfully her words are still clearly audible.
The injury on my knee hadn't healed by morning, and the movement caused it to reopen, with bright red blood seeping from my knee and smearing a lot onto my skirt.
Once again, Shen Mochen softened and watched her finish the hangover soup. Then, after her persistent coaxing, he carried her into the bathroom.
We're still in the undressing stage.
However, the skirt is easy to take off; just lift your hands and pull it down.
Yu Nanqing sat obediently on the edge of the bathtub, steadying herself with Shen Mochen's hand, her face pale with pain but she didn't utter a sound.
Shen Mochen glanced at her, avoiding the wound, and personally gave her a bath. He carried her out wrapped in a towel before treating her wound again.
In the morning, she only applied the medicine, but this time, after applying the medicine, Shen Mochen also wrapped her arm in gauze.
Yu Nanqing has sensitive skin; even the slightest bump or knock will cause injury.
Shen Mochen lifted her calf and, upon closer inspection, noticed numerous bruises.
Having been pampered by Shen Mochen for so long, Yu Nanqing's feet now ache and hurt when she wears high heels.
She hadn't noticed because she was afraid Shen Mochen would leave, but now she realized her heel was hurting strangely.
Worried that Shen Mochen would find her delicate and troublesome, she didn't say anything. Only after Shen Mochen got up to wash his hands did she secretly pinch him, which made her tremble all over from the pain.
Before she could recover, Shen Mochen saw her like this. She panicked for a couple of seconds and forced a fake smile.
"You just said you wouldn't hide anything from me, and you were lying all along." Shen Mochen stared at her for a long time, speaking in an ambiguous tone, then threw away the tissue he was using to wipe his fingers and sat back down next to her.
Yu Nanqing panicked a little, frowned, and subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, "No, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I was just afraid you would get impatient."
After all, he had been wearing a long face the whole time.
With a furrowed brow, she knew she was doomed.
Shen Mochen didn't say anything, but grabbed her foot and pressed it down.
He's no longer the pampered prince who had everything he wanted, so he can't just make a phone call to summon a renowned family doctor to treat his wife.
He frowned slightly, feeling somewhat annoyed.
If I had known, I would have worked harder to make money when I arrived here.
It's too late now, most of the pharmacies around here are closed, and the nearest hospital is half an hour away.
"Go to the hospital." After hesitating for a moment, he finally made the decision.
Yu Nanqing paused, then grabbed his hand as he was about to hail a taxi. "No need. It's probably just from not being used to wearing high heels. A little ointment will do the trick."
"If it still hurts tomorrow, go to the hospital." After saying that, seeing that Shen Mochen seemed unlikely to agree, she hurriedly added.
Shen Mochen then abandoned the idea, applied some ointment to her, and searched online, but couldn't find anything useful.
For the past few days, Shen Mochen has been working at the club until midnight every day, and then he goes straight to the bar. He can only sleep for a while in the bar's private room around six or seven in the morning.
His days and nights were completely reversed, and he was wide awake at night. He estimated when Yu Nanqing would fall asleep, got up from his chair in the dark, sneaked into the master bedroom, took off his shoes, climbed up, and hugged her tightly in his arms.
The enticing fragrance filled his nostrils, and an indescribable emotion filled his heart. Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and kissed Yu Nanqing's face, slightly easing his desire before letting go.
Just as I was about to pull away, my waist and abdomen were grabbed.
He paused, then trembled.
“Once you’re here, you’re not allowed to leave, Shen Mochen.” Yu Nanqing said, enunciating each word clearly, holding him tightly around the waist, demonstrating through her actions that she knew everything he had just done.