Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

When the sharp teeth dig into the skin, the muscles seem to have a mind of their own, spreading from that point throughout the body, tensing up to resist the attack.

But he didn't move.

Suddenly, tears got on my skin, and it felt hot.

Yu Shinan frowned and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you really scared and crying?"

Fu Sichen sobbed so hard she was trembling. Yu Shinan grabbed her arm and asked her what was wrong.

She didn't say anything, just hugged him and wouldn't show him her face.

Yu Shinan had no choice but to apologize, "Alright, Brother Nan was wrong, I shouldn't have scared you. Why are you so timid?"

"It's so small. So tiny," Fu Sichen muttered softly, burying her face in his shoulder, tears and snot smeared all over him, shamelessly whining, "I don't want to find slippers anymore, I'm scared, can you carry me back?"

She thought that someone like her in the story would be like that innocent, naive girl who was scolded to the point of becoming withdrawn.

But let her be unrestrained just once, just once.

Yu Shinan didn't answer, but instead carried her towards the front door. When they reached the door, he said, "Get down."

Fu Sichen glanced at the half-open door. She didn't come down. "Brother Nan, why don't you show me around the village?"

"Go change your clothes and shoes."

Fu Sichen didn't want to change her clothes or shoes. "Isn't this okay?"

Yu Shinan remained silent for a long while before finally saying in a deep voice, "Get down."

He let go, and Fu Sichen slid off him, her bare foot resting on the ground, her delicate toes painted with red nail polish.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and was too ashamed to lift her head because of the rejection.

Yu Shinan crouched down in front of her, turning his back to her.

"Get on, I'll carry you."

The way he held her was too ambiguous; it was bound to cause gossip.

In fact, that's how it is, and it still is.

However, she doesn't live here, and it's already late, so there aren't many people around.

Fu Sichen looked at his back and was delighted, so he jumped right onto his back.

Yu Shinan steadied her and carried her outside. The village roads were lined with houses one after another.

He deliberately avoided these paths, taking only those where no one lived, the breeze brushing past his ears, the chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs, and his broad back.

Fu Sichen whispered in his ear, "Brother Nan, am I heavy?"

"Heavy."

She reached out and pinched his ear.

Yu Shinan chuckled to himself.

Fu Sichen laughed too, her fingers pressing against the teeth marks she had left on his neck. "Did it hurt a lot?"

He didn't speak.

The arm around his neck was brought to his mouth. "You can take it back."

"Do you think I really don't dare to bite?" he retorted, a hint of contempt in his voice.

Fu Sichen smiled and said, "As long as you can't bite it off, it's fine."

Yu Shinan clicked his tongue, telling her to stay put.

Fu Sichen then withdrew his arm.

The village at night carries the scent of fields, the chirping of insects, and the barking of dogs, all of which make the night exceptionally quiet.

Actually, there's not much to see.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, it ultimately seems desolate.

"Brother Nan."

"Um?"

"Although I don't think Lin Yuanqing is good, because you like her, I still hope you two will be happy."

Yu Shinan tilted his head slightly, but didn't move.

She pressed her stinging nose and rested her forehead against the back of his head. "In the future, there will be men who like me too."

The arm around her knee tightened slightly, and Yu Shinan hummed in agreement.

The boulder on his chest seemed to have grown even heavier.

"Go back?"

"it is good."

He carried her back home, nearing the door.

Her shameless, stolen trip has come to an end.

"Come down." Yu Shinan put her down.

Holding her arm with one hand, Fu Sichen skipped and hopped inside.

Fu Sichen returned to his room, where the air conditioner had already lowered the temperature completely.

She lay down on the bed, covered herself with a thin blanket, and his scent filled her body and nose.

When Ding Jing came out, she saw that Yu Shinan had taken off his shirt and was about to take a shower with his bare chest.

"I know you know what you're doing," Ding Jing said, then turned and went back to her room.

Yu Shinan's forehead twitched sharply.

He didn't go into the shower room, but went to the yard, scooped water from the jar, and poured a basin of water directly over his head.

The well water was extremely cold.

That's fucking awesome.

Yu Shinan placed his hands on the edge of the basin, pressing down hard with his palms, his arm muscles taut and showing clearly defined muscle and bone lines due to the force.

His back arched, and water streamed down his body, wetting his pants.

The man shook his head violently, splashing water everywhere.

Cold water can cool the body, but it can't penetrate the internal organs. The heart feels like it's burning, an indescribable burning torment.

Yu Shinan casually dried his hair with a towel and walked towards his room, knocking on the door with his finger.

Fu Sichen scrambled out of bed. "Who is it?"

"Open the door."

Fu Sichen turned on the bedside lamp, stepped barefoot on the floor, and opened the door.

The first thing she saw was the man's well-defined chest. Before she could look up at his face, a towel was draped over her head. "Close your eyes."

"What are you doing?" Fu Sichen pulled the towel off and watched him open the wardrobe.

"Get the clothes."

She moved closer to him and saw that he had picked up a T-shirt.

Pants.

Hmm... and...

Although they all have the same name.

But men and women are still different.

Fu Sichen's face turned red instantly.

As soon as Yu Shinan turned around, she instinctively tried to avoid him, taking a step back and falling backward uncontrollably.

He reached out and grabbed her, tripped over the chair next to him, and Yu Shinan pressed her down onto the bed.

The bed was soft, but I fell down too suddenly and was bounced up slightly by the mattress, hitting his chest, and then he pushed me back down.

The man braced himself on the mattress with one arm to avoid pressing down on her completely, but he did press her firmly.

The chair behind him crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

It was like the sound of knocking on each other's hearts.

Their eyes met, and at such close range, his breath fell directly onto her skin.

The girl's bright, watery eyes were fixed on his face, her eyelashes fluttering like tiny fans.

The air suddenly became extremely tense.

Ding Jing's voice came from outside, getting closer, "What's that noise? Si Chen? Are you alright?"

Yu Shinan reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.

The room instantly darkened, and my heart started pounding wildly.

"Auntie, it's alright, I just knocked over the chair," Fu Sichen called out.

"It's good that you're alright." Ding Jing went back.

A moment of silence fell between the two.

In the darkness, Fu Sichen asked him, "Why did you turn off the lights?"

"Do you want my mom to see us like this? Do you think I'm molesting you?" His voice, hot with desire, rushed into her ears.

Fu Sichen's face also felt hot, burning red from the heat of his hard chest.

She moved slightly, shifting subtly beneath him.

The man's voice, suppressed, escaped from his throat as he reached out and grabbed her waist, preventing her from moving.

"Nan, Brother Nan..."

Fu Sichen froze completely.

"Don't move." Yu Shinan said in a deep, hoarse voice.