The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

Lin Zhao never knew that his teacher was also a patient teacher. When he encountered something he didn't understand, his teacher would chew it up and feed it to him, telling him how to do it again and again.

Lin Zhao blushed and didn't dare to look at him, but obediently listened to him and did the questions.

The pen was given to him by the gentleman, but it was a bit too big for his size.

He never imagined that, since they were both human, the difference could be so great.

Several times, he tried to sneak a peek, but as soon as his eyes met, he was so frightened that he closed them tightly.

"Baby, look at me."

Shang Yu's breathing was heavy, filled with overwhelming desire. Lin Zhao's eyes had just opened when an urgent kiss landed on them.

Lin Zhao had never faced such a difficult question before. Physiological tears streamed down her face, and her pink lips were kissed until they turned a beautiful red.

Her fair face was flushed.

Shang Yu, panting, released his lips, and what he saw before him was this beautiful sight.

More than half an hour has passed since the exam started, and the bell still hasn't rung.

"Okay, is it ready?"

Lin Zhao urged him again.

This time, Shang Yu didn't have time to coax him anymore, and leaned in to kiss him again.

After a while, the bell rang, and the exam ended.

Shang Yu reached out and brushed the man's sweaty hair behind his head, then lovingly kissed him on the corner of his lips again and again.

Lin Zhao stood frozen in place, unable to move.

Shang Yu chuckled, grabbed a tissue to wipe him clean, then picked him up horizontally, causing Lin Zhao to gasp in surprise.

"No, don't move."

Shang Yu leaned close to his ear and added fuel to the fire on the ripe earlobe.

"Take the baby to get a bath."

Lin Zhao's mind went blank. Baby?

Shang Yu carried the person to the bathroom, but the bathroom in this small house was still too small for him; it was almost touching his head.

He lifted him to sit on the sink, turned on the tap, and placed Lin Zhao's sweaty hands under the water, carefully rinsing them for him.

The clothes he was wearing were no longer wearable, so Shang Yu reached out to help him take them off.

At this moment, Lin Zhao finally came to her senses and subconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes.

"I... I can do it myself."

Ayu paused, stopped pressuring him, turned and left the bathroom, opened the wardrobe, and took out a set of clean clothes for him.

He turned around and found that the bathroom door was already closed. Shang Yu chuckled and didn't knock.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, waiting for the person to come out on their own.

Lin Zhao, with her back against the door, was in the bathroom, her heart pounding wildly.

He slowly squatted down and buried his head in his knees.

This is just too, too... he couldn't explain it clearly.

But he had just secretly glanced at the man's expression, and he seemed quite comfortable.

His long eyelashes trembled as he suppressed his emotions, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he would occasionally stick out his tongue to lick his dry lips. He was lecherous, and...so handsome.

Realizing what she was thinking, Lin Zhao's ears instantly burned, and she quickly shook her head to shake off all those messy thoughts.

He hastily wiped the water off his hands, the sensation still lingering on his fingertips, his heart still pounding erratically.

After calming himself down for a long time, he slowly took off his clothes, which were damp with a light sweat. Just as he was about to change, he realized that he hadn't brought any change clothes with him.

He pursed his lips and looked towards the door. The master should have already left, right?

With this thought in mind, Lin Zhao cautiously walked to the door, turned the lock, and as soon as the door opened a crack, a large hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him out.

Lin Zhao fell into a warm embrace, his nose filled with the familiar scent of sandalwood. He trembled as he looked up and met Shang Yu's smiling eyes.

"Zhaozhao, you're so slow! What naughty things are you doing in there?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao's face immediately turned red, and she retorted in a low voice.

"I, I didn't, I just did, I just..."

"What is it?"

Shang Yu asked him a question, and seeing that he was stammering and unable to give a coherent answer, she became anxious and her eyes reddened, but she obediently stayed in his arms and did not push him away.

Her lust, which had just subsided, was aroused again by his adorable appearance, and she leaned down to whisper in his ear.

"Did you learn what I just taught you?"

Lin Zhao immediately lowered her head and remained silent without answering.

Shang Yu asked again.

"Huh? Didn't I just tell you to study carefully? How come you're so stupid? Do you want to study again?"

After saying that, she nibbled at his earlobe in an ambiguous way. Lin Zhao shrank back to avoid it, but her waist was held tightly and she couldn't move.

He was extremely anxious; he really couldn't afford to act recklessly anymore. It was almost noon, and Uncle Li and the others would definitely be back soon.

Lin Zhao used some force to push him away, her voice trembling slightly.

"You, you must stop bullying me."

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Her voice was so soft and sweet, it looked like she was about to burst into tears, and Shang Yu immediately gave in.

She stepped forward to hug him, but then worried that he would think she was trying to bully him again, so she reached out and hooked her fingertips around his.

"It was my fault. I shouldn't have teased you. Don't be angry, okay? After you change your clothes, I'll take you back to the orphanage to see the children."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that she was going back to the orphanage.

"Back to the orphanage?"

Shang Yu nodded.

"Yes, go back and discuss the sponsorship with Dean Chen. It's been a while since you've been back, the children must miss you."

Seeing that Lin Zhao's mood had improved, Shang Yu took a step forward and wrapped Lin Zhao's hands completely in his own.

"So, can you please stop being angry...?"

She even swayed after saying that, which sounded quite coquettish.

Lin Zhao looked down at their clasped hands. She wasn't really angry to begin with, especially since her teacher was going to take her back to the orphanage. How could she possibly be angry?

Now I'm not only not angry anymore, I'm even a little happy. My husband is so wonderful.

He subtly scratched his palm with his fingertips and spoke softly.

"I'm not angry."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu naturally pulled the person into his arms.

"Good Zhaozhao, how can you be so good?"

Lin Zhao glanced at him furtively, then quickly lowered her head, her ears still flushed, and spoke softly.

"Brother Ayu is the best."

Shang Yu's heart softened; how fortunate he was to have met such a good person.

He held the person tightly for a long time, reluctant to let go, until Lin Zhao finally urged him to leave.

"Brother Ayu, we need to hurry up and get ready, or it will get dark."

Shang Yu sighed.

"Sigh, as expected, Zhao Zhao still prefers Dean Chen and the children."

These words carried a hint of resentment, and Lin Zhao immediately retorted.

"That's not it, I prefer..."

He had just spoken when he swallowed the words back down, unable to utter the second half of his sentence.

Shang Yu, however, had no intention of letting him go. He raised his hand and lifted the man's chin, making him look at him.

"Zhaozhao, who do you like more?"