With legs weak, the sickly stable boy became a mad regent.

Shen Nannan became even angrier when she saw his silence.

"You're not going to say anything, are you?" she sneered.

"Fine. You can leave. Tomorrow I'll find someone to kiss, and I'll kiss them for you to see."

Ah Chao's eyes instantly turned red.

"You dare?"

"You'll see if I dare."

She tilted her head back, chin held high, exuding an air of arrogance.

"Since you don't believe me anyway, I might as well..."

Before he could finish speaking, he pounced on her, pinning her and the blanket to the bed. He stared down at her, his eyes frighteningly red.

"Say it again, Miss."

His voice was so low it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, carrying something suppressed to the extreme, about to overflow.

"Try saying it again."

Shen Nannan was pinned down by him and couldn't move, but she was no longer afraid.

She looked up at him, her voice steady.

"Fine, I'll talk. You go out, I'll go find him..."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

With a little force, I gently nibbled at it.

This time, however, she didn't dodge; instead, she reached out and hugged his neck in response.

On the contrary, it was Ah Chao who froze.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his hair and gently stroking it.

Her lips pressed against his; they were soft, warm, and sweet-smelling.

"Fool," she whispered softly near his lips.

"I was just kidding."

His breath hitched.

"I'm not going anywhere."

She looked into his eyes and spoke each word carefully.

"I'm not looking for anyone else. Just you."

Ah Chao stared at her, the redness in his eyes slowly fading a little, but it was still red, like a big dog that had been wronged.

"Really?" he asked, his voice muffled.

"real."

"Not lying to your servants?"

"I'm not lying to you."

She reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth—he had bitten himself.

"You're not allowed to lie to me. Tell me, where did you go today?"

Ah Chao was silent for a moment, then buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"I went to take care of something. I'll let Miss know later."

"Can't we say now?"

"Not now."

Shen Nannan thought for a moment and didn't press the matter.

Everyone has their own secrets, and she was no exception.

She couldn't allow herself to keep it a secret while forbidding him from doing so.

"Tell me about that later," she said.

"it is good."

"Also, you're not allowed to come back this late anymore. You're not allowed to keep track of where you are. You're not allowed to leave me unable to find you."

"……good."

"And don't bite me again."

He looked up at her, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "...What if I can't resist?"

Shen Nannan glared at him: "Are you a dog? Still can't hold back?"

He smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. His smile clearly said, "I am the young lady's dog."

Shen Nannan was held by him. She struggled a couple of times, but couldn't break free, so she stopped.

She buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice:

"All you do is bully me."

"This servant has none."

"You do. You bully me every day."

Ah Chao looked down at her; she was buried in his arms, only a small section of her red ear showing.

He reached out and gently touched the ear. She flinched but didn't flinch.

"This servant will no longer bully Miss."

He said in a low voice, "Miss, you can hit the servant or scold the servant, just don't ignore the servant."

"Don't give me that," she said sullenly.

"You said the same thing last time, and what happened?"

He didn't say anything, he just hugged her a little tighter.

Shen Nannan nestled in his arms for a while, and her anger subsided considerably, but the tooth mark on her chest still hurt.

She reached out and touched it, hissed in pain, and got angry again.

"Look at what you've done!"

She pushed him away, looked down, and pointed to the teeth mark on her chest.

"They're all swollen. Why did you lip them so hard?"

Ah Chao looked down at the tooth mark. In the moonlight, a red tooth mark was imprinted on his fair skin, surrounded by purplish-blue bruises. It was a truly shocking sight.

His Adam's apple bobbed, he reached out to touch it, then pulled back.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"Nonsense. Try biting you and see what happens!"

He suddenly reached out and unbuttoned his collar.

He exposed his lean chest, then pulled her hand over and placed it on that skin.

"The young lady should bite back," he said, his tone as serious as if he were discussing something important.

Shen Nannan was stunned for a moment, looking at his firm abs, and her Adam's apple bobbed.

It's not that I want to bite it, it's just that it's kind of... good-looking.

Under the moonlight, his skin was a pale white, his collarbone was clearly defined, and there were several old scars on his chest, making him look both wild and sexy.

Her Adam's apple bobbed—no, what was she thinking? She looked away and withdrew her hand.

"Who's going to bite you? You're filthy."

"This servant is clean now." He leaned closer.

"It's been washed several times, miss, have a sniff."

"I don't hear it."

"Take a sniff." He leaned closer, and the clean, fresh scent of soap wafted over him.

Shen Nannan was annoyed by his rubbing against her, so she reached out and pushed his face away:

"Stay away from me."

He took her hand that was pushing him away, kissed it, and looked up at her. Her eyes were red and pitiful.

"Miss, you're not angry anymore?"

"angry."

"Then may I ask Miss to hit me a few more times?"

"What's the point of hitting you? You'll just bite me after I hit you."

"I won't bite anymore." He shook his head. "I'll never bite again."

"Are you still going to be mean to me?"

"...He's not fierce anymore."

"You're back so late again?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "It's never too late."

"What do you mean by 'as much as possible'? I need your promise."

"This servant guarantees," he said in a low voice, "that it won't be too late later."

"Then please don't do that again. I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of you," she said.

"You looked so scary just now."

"Miss...I was wrong..."

Under the moonlight, his face was clearly illuminated, making him look both obedient and pitiful.

But she knew that the man was faking it.

Every time he pretends to be pitiful, it's because he's done something wrong.

But she falls for it.

Shen Nannan nudged him: "Get up, you're so heavy, you're pressing on my wound."

He loosened his grip on her slightly, his finger lightly touching the tooth mark. She flinched, and he immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

"This servant will go get the medicine." He stood up and turned to leave.

"Ah Chao," she called him.

He stopped and turned around.

She held out her hand to him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Give me the medicine, and you can apply it for me."

He paused for a moment, nodded, and turned to leave.

Soon, he returned carrying a small white porcelain bowl containing a pale green ointment that emitted a cool medicinal fragrance.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a little ointment with his fingertip, and gently applied it to the tooth mark.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly.

"It's a bit chilly," she said.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her—afraid that seeing that tooth mark would make him hate himself.

With a gentle twirl of the fingertips, the ointment melted.

He tried his best not to touch her skin.

But my fingertips still inevitably touched that soft spot.

His breathing became a little heavier, but his movements became lighter.

Shen Nannan looked down at him. He had his eyes lowered, his eyelashes casting a small shadow on his face. His jaw was taut, his lips were pursed, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He was completely serious, without a trace of tenderness.

She suddenly reached out and touched his cheek.

He looked up.

"Ah Chao," she called him.

"Um."

"Don't be jealous over nothing anymore." She smiled slightly.

"I really don't know that Third Prince. His petition on behalf of the Shen family is his own business and has nothing to do with me."

"This servant understands."

"You know that, so why are you still attacking me?"

He lowered his eyes, said nothing, and continued to apply the medicine to her. His fingers were steady, but Shen Nannan could feel that his breathing was a little heavy.

"Ah Chao," she called him.

"Um."

"Are you thinking of something naughty again?"