“I can’t bear the pain of losing you. Out of my selfish desire to make you stronger, I didn’t consider your feelings or ask for your opinion. Would you blame me for this? Would you resent me? And then stop liking me?”

The man’s voice grew deeper, and his gaze, as he locked eyes with her, was filled with deep affection.

Shuxin: ???

Had Yan Mo developed some extraordinary new way of speaking that she couldn’t see? Why did it feel like something wasn’t quite right?

Seeing the disappointed expression on his face when he didn’t get an answer, Shuxin panicked for a moment. Without thinking, she blurted out: “How could I blame you? How could I possibly blame you? Getting stronger is my own wish and desire. I can’t just have you and the others fight while I hide in the back, unable to help at all.”

“You didn’t deny that you might stop liking me. Xinxin, have you really lost interest in me? It’s okay, just tell me the truth, I can take it.”

Yan Mo stared intently at Shuxin, looking like he was afraid of missing even the slightest expression on her face.

Perhaps trying to see her expression more clearly, Yan Mo moved closer, unaware of how much damage his proximity was causing Shuxin.

“No, I’m super interested in you!”

Faced with such a close-up, overwhelming good looks and the man’s naturally alluring voice, Shuxin completely lost her ability to think normally. She could only follow his words, not noticing the fleeting dark glint in his eyes.

“Oh~ Since Xinxin is so interested in me, as your legal husband, I should naturally satisfy my wife’s needs. Starting today, I’ll move upstairs to live with you.”

“Mm-hmm, that sounds good!”

After answering, Shuxin’s remaining rationality finally returned a bit, and she stared in shock at the smug smile on Yan Mo’s face. She opened her mouth, realizing that he had done this on purpose.

No wonder his tone and way of speaking today were so different; he had set this little trap for her, this naive and cute little bunny!

Heh, tch~ crafty dog of a man!

Later that night, the two of them lay in the same bed. Shuxin glanced at the obviously pleased man beside her, noticing the items he had already placed around the room. She sighed in resignation as she ran her hand over his impressively well-toned abs.

“Sigh~”

It wasn’t that her defenses were weak, but that the enemy was too cunning, giving her too much, making it impossible to refuse.

Hehehe, this abs feeling is so good!

I wonder if the feeling of the V-line would be the same?

Taking a quick glance to see if the man, who was leaning against the headboard reading, noticed her movements, Shuxin’s hand slowly and quietly began moving down. The closer she got to her target, the brighter her eyes became, but just as she was about to succeed, her little hand was firmly held down by a large one.

“Xinxin, if you keep touching me like this, something might happen on our first night together. Or, is your behavior itself hinting at something?”

Yan Mo’s voice, strained with suppressed patience, sounded deeper than usual, adding a subtle, indescribable undertone to his words.

Caught red-handed while trying to do something naughty, Shuxin’s body stiffened. She smiled sheepishly, “No, I wasn’t doing anything…”

Yan Mo gave her a meaningful look, released her hand, and said with a half-smile, “Little pervert, you have the thief’s heart but not the courage.”

Shuxin’s face turned bright red, and she turned her back, picking up her phone. She began tapping the electronic wooden fish, trying to shake off the colored thoughts in her head.

She silently vowed that when she turned twenty, she would make this smelly man pay for it, let him experience the pain of seeing but not being able to touch!

Seeing Shuxin turn her back, Yan Mo’s gaze moved down to his lower body. He let out a slow breath, thinking, one more year, and it would be fine.

Right now, Shuxin was still too young. Her body wasn’t fully developed, and too much too soon would hurt her. They had a lifetime together, so there was no rush.

The next morning, when Yan Mo went downstairs, he was met with the intense scrutiny of his two good brothers. Their eyes were full of gossip, and Bu Xiangwen was the most direct, walking around Yan Mo in a circle.

“Tsk tsk tsk, look at this spring-like glow on your face. No wonder you’re married! Meanwhile, on this lonely, cold night, it’s just me and Qimai left to keep each other company. How tragic! Truly tragic! Mo Ge, do you remember Bu Yuhua, the one you left downstairs?”

“Seeing you so full of energy, still in the mood to act, add another set to today’s basic training.”

“Ah! No! Adding another set is going to kill me!”

Bu Xiangwen made a dramatic gesture as he watched Yan Mo leave for the kitchen. Meanwhile, Mu Qimai, after enjoying the little soap opera, left with his cup of black coffee, satisfied.

In this world, only Bu Xiangwen got hurt.