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

Chapter 90 Shen Mochen is like a puppy

Shen Mochen's memory returned faster than Yu Nanqing had imagined. When they returned from the peninsula, Shen Mochen was squatting in the entryway to put on her shoes, and that's when she noticed him.

Without regaining his memory, Shen Mochen would only hold her domineeringly in his arms, changing her shoes while openly taking advantage of her, wishing he could swallow her legs whole.

The two tacitly avoided mentioning what had happened two days earlier. It wasn't until they took a bath together that evening, when she touched the injury on Shen Mochen's waist and abdomen and asked him again how he got there, that he remained stubborn and refused to reveal the truth or admit that he remembered what had happened before.

Yu Nanqing was a little angry. She patted the water in the bathtub, splashing it all over Shen Mochen's face. Then she got up, wrapped herself in a bath towel, stepped out of the bathtub, pushed away his hands that tried to pull her away several times, and angrily buried herself in the bed.

She could barely breathe before she stirred, pressing her head against the edge of the pillow. She waited for a long time but heard no sound, nor did Shen Mochen come to comfort her. Her heart felt empty, and a sharp, throbbing pain shot through her.

Two tears inexplicably rolled down her cheeks. She buried her head and wiped them, then couldn't help but turn to see what Shen Mochen was doing.

She slowly shifted her body, trying to feign turning her head casually, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw Shen Mochen lying by the bed staring at her.

Shen Mochen... he looks like a puppy.

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her ears turned bright red, and she quickly looked away.

Seeing that Guagua seemed to have calmed down, Shen Mochen got up, picked up her wet hair, wrapped it in a towel, and waited until it stopped dripping before bending down to lift her off the bed, kissing her face, and picking up her clothes to dress her himself.

Yu Nanqing's face turned red. She quickly pressed him down just as his hand reached out and was about to touch the lace panties. When she met his gaze, she suddenly stammered, "I...I'll put them on myself."

"My dear, you've worked so hard these past few days. I'll help you out."

"It's not hard."

"Sweetie, I've seen everything, what are you shy about?" Shen Mochen didn't give in to her, and after helping her put it on, he went a step further and kissed her several times.

Yu Nanqing was so ashamed that she buried her head in his shoulder and refused to lift it. It took a long time for the shame to dissipate.

In the instant her reason returned, she suddenly remembered the first thing Shen Mochen had said.

Have you had a tough time these past few days?

She raised an eyebrow, bent her knees and sat on his lap, looking indignant. "I told you you remembered!"

"Hmm." This time, Shen Mochen didn't try to brush it off and admitted it directly. After putting her socks on, his fingertips kept wandering over her legs, his dark eyes filled with intense, unreadable emotions.

After a long silence, he slowly raised his eyes, looking at the complex and ever-changing expression on Yu Nanqing's face. He rolled over and pinned her down, kissing the red lips he had longed for day and night. "I remember, so what? What do you want, my sweetheart?"

The familiar feeling returned, and Yu Nanqing's heart was beating a little fast. She had so much to say that she tried desperately to move her lips, but nothing came out. She just kept crying.

Seeing her reaction, Shen Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, his heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife, bleeding and throbbing with pain.

He tightened his grip on her arms, then slowly loosened them after a long while.

Being nice to him was, as expected… a trap I set for him.

He shouldn't have asked for too much. She's back; the dream he prayed for so desperately has come true. He should be content, shouldn't he...?

But his heart ached terribly. He didn't want to let go at all, and he didn't want to watch her run off to another man.

But if things really go as planned, Guai Guai will disappear again.

Having made up his mind, he completely released his grip on her, stood up, straightened his slightly disheveled bathrobe, and said in a cold tone, "I'll take you back tomorrow, and from now on... I'll try my best not to appear in front of you."

His fingertip was bleeding from being scratched, but he struggled to suppress the pain. His reddened eyes trembled slightly, and he added selfishly, "If you need any help, feel free to come to me. I'll help as long as it's within my power..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Even if she was slow-witted, Yu Nanqing understood what he meant. She stood on tiptoe and covered his mouth with her warm lips, which were so hot that they made her heart flutter.

She held him tightly, her voice slightly choked, her eyes red from crying, and the tip of her pert nose also bright red.

"I'm sorry, Shen Mochen."

"sorry."

Shen Mochen stood frozen in place, not understanding why she did this.

Could it be that he still has any use?

Yu Nanqing sniffed, looked up at him, and felt inexplicably aggrieved. "I'm already married to you, and you still say you'll try not to appear in front of me. Do you want me to be a pitiful married woman?"

"No." Although he couldn't understand it, Shen Mochen still couldn't help wanting to be with her and get close to her.

“I was blinded by greed before, and I didn’t know what was good for me. Now I’m very clear-headed. I like you, Shen Mochen.” Seeing his response, Yu Nanqing felt better. She smiled slightly and said in a serious tone, “It’s the kind of liking that makes me want to spend my whole life with you.”

Shen Mochen looked at her quietly, remained silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and kissed her lips.

He's very perceptive; he knows when to take the opportunity.

He didn't want to be a man without a wife. As long as she didn't openly hate him and tell him to get lost, he should be sensible enough to stick to her like an octopus and haunt her like a persistent ghost.

Happiness is something that doesn't come easily, so he won't shut the door on it and keep it out.

To avoid any accidents, Yu Nanqing forced Shen Mochen to go to the hospital for a follow-up examination the next day.

The blood stasis has mostly dissipated, and as long as there is no serious injury, the memory confusion will not recur.

Yu Nanqing felt relieved and listened attentively to the doctor's instructions. After receiving the medicine, she turned around and saw Shen Mochen sitting on the stool behind her, staring at her with a smile on his face.

Seeing her turn her head, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and hugged her, completely ignoring the doctor's presence, and lowered his head to peck her lips a few times, "My sweet girl is like a virtuous wife."

Yu Nanqing blushed and pushed him away, placing the medicine in his hand. As she left, she muttered, "That's how it is."

Although the voice was soft, Shen Mochen still heard it. He smiled and reached out to hug her waist tightly.

After leaving the hospital, the two went to a nearby shopping mall to buy tents and mountaineering equipment.

Shen Mochen said he would take her to Shangjing Mountain Villa for fun, camping, hiking, and the like.

For someone like her who doesn't like sports and doesn't exercise often, good mountaineering equipment is essential.

She felt that Shen Mochen wasn't looking forward to mountain climbing, but rather to camping and sleeping in a tent.

Because his eyes were especially bright when he said that.

She couldn't quite understand why people would rather sleep in a big bed than squeeze into a small tent.

But since Shen Mochen was so eager for it, she had no choice but to go along with him.

Yu Nanqing never expected to meet Chen Qing and Liu Jiaojiao at a mountaineering clothing store.

Shen Mochen was changing clothes in the dressing room. There were only two people in the store, her and the shop assistant. When she saw Chen Qing and Liu Jiaojiao come in, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately turned to the other side, where the clothes could completely hide her.