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

The boy was wearing a well-tailored dusty pink suit, with a white lace-up shirt underneath and white trousers in the same color scheme.

The thin black belt around her waist complements the buttons on her suit, while a delicate silver chain hangs down from her chest, making her waist appear slender and her overall demeanor more refined.

Her originally fair and clean skin is now as delicate and radiant as a peeled egg.

A light touch of color was applied between her eyebrows and eyes, making her already beautiful eyes appear even clearer.

The touch of lip gloss on her pink lips made her small mouth look soft and moist. When she pursed her lips slightly, she looked gentle and obedient.

From the moment the boy came down, Shang Yu's eyes never left him, until Lin Zhao walked up to him, nervously clutching the hem of his suit jacket, but not daring to pull hard for fear of wrinkling it.

"Ah, Brother Yu..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him upstairs.

Lin Zhao looked completely bewildered.

"Brother Ayu?"

Isa was also stunned and quickly stepped forward.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Shang Yuli ignored Isa and pulled Lin Zhao straight upstairs. The bedroom door slammed shut, cutting off all sound.

Lin Zhao thought Shang Yu was angry that he was wearing such flashy clothes, and was just about to apologize.

An urgent kiss suddenly sealed his lips. Lin Zhao was startled. Remembering Isa's instructions, he hurriedly reached out to push her away, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

A large hand easily grasped his two slender wrists and raised them above his head.

His lips ravaged those soft lips, the wound at the corner of his lips reopened, and the moment the smell of blood reached him, the desire that Shang Yu had been suppressing in his eyes burst forth.

The last trace of restraint vanished from their movements, replaced by an irresistible possessiveness in their tender caresses.

His hot breath sprayed on Lin Zhao's cheeks, and the unique woody scent enveloped him.

Unable to break free of her restraints, Lin Zhao was forced to tilt her head back, her eyes involuntarily flushing red, and her body quickly went limp, sliding down uncontrollably.

Shang Yu pressed his knees between his legs, supporting him, and tightened his grip on his waist.

The kiss was so domineering that the air in Lin Zhao's lungs was constantly being taken away, making her feel like she was suffocating. She shrank back in fear, but there was a wall behind her, and she couldn't shrink any further.

He opened his eyes and was met with Shang Yu's eyes, which were filled with lust and staring straight at him. The bloodshot in his eyes looked as if he wanted to devour him.

Lin Zhao grew increasingly frightened, tears welling up in her eyes and streaming down her face. She involuntarily let out a soft moan of distress.

"Hmm~"

This faint sound brought Shang Yu a moment of clarity, and he suddenly released his restraints.

Lin Zhao instantly collapsed into Shang Yu's arms. The man held him firmly in his embrace, his breathing heavy and his voice increasingly hoarse.

"Baby, I regret it."

Lin Zhao was also panting heavily, and looked at him with some confusion upon hearing this.

Shang Yu lowered his eyes, his infatuation almost overflowing, and tenderly stroked the redness at the corner of his eyes with his fingertips.

The tears added a touch of broken beauty to the boy's already delicate face, a beauty that was breathtaking.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed incessantly. He licked the wound on the corner of his lip and spoke in a deep voice.

"I really want to hide you away. You're so beautiful. If only I could be the only one who sees you..."

Lin Zhao was startled by his words, her fingertips creeping up his large hand as she spoke tremblingly.

"Ah, Brother Yu, you..."

His voice was broken, filled with barely concealed fear. Shang Yu suddenly snapped out of his daze, pulled Lin Zhao into his arms, rested his head on Lin Zhao's shoulder, closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed those dark emotions, and spoke softly.

"Just kidding, but my Zhao Zhao is just too beautiful. I'm almost reluctant to take you out to see other people."

Her tone had returned to its usual gentleness, even carrying a hint of coquetry, as she swayed the person she was hugging.

Lin Zhao had never seen him like this before. Her initial fear instantly turned into shyness, and even the tips of her ears turned red.

He bit his slightly swollen lower lip and tentatively opened his mouth.

"Oh, Brother Yu, do you think I'm pretty?"

Shang Yusong opened the door, carefully examined him from head to toe, and gave a serious evaluation with a smile.

"Beautiful, very beautiful. Although Zhao Zhao was beautiful before, she is especially beautiful today."

He reached out and straightened his slightly crooked collar.

"Zhaozhao looks great in these bright colors; she should wear them more often in the future. Of course..."

He paused, then gently touched the tip of his nose.

"It would be even better if you only wore it for me to see."

Lin Zhao felt even more embarrassed by his praise and the final teasing. She pushed him away and turned her head to speak.

"Brother Ayu, please don't do this..."

"Hmm? What happened?"

Shang Yu hooked his chin, making him look at him again.

Lin Zhao stammered.

"It's just... weird."

Shang Yu chuckled softly and pulled the person into his arms again.

"Okay, I'm just kidding. Zhao Zhao can wear whatever she wants."

That's what he said, but the possessiveness in his eyes was impossible to hide, though he dared not let Lin Zhao see it.

The moment he saw Lin Zhao, he genuinely had that thought: to hide him away, to let only he see him.

What if someone else sees this wonderful treasure and steals it?

But when she thought about how the boy would be afraid of her, she gave up. Besides, Lin Zhao was so well-behaved that even if someone else took a liking to him, he wouldn't be easily taken away.

He had already said that he would stay with me for life.

Therefore, he cannot limit the boy's opportunities to showcase himself because of his own petty thoughts.

Smelling the unique fragrance emanating from the young man, the darkness in Shang Yu's eyes lessened, and it all disappeared when Lin Zhao unconsciously reached out to hug him back.

After standing there for a while, Lin Zhao remembered that Isa was still waiting outside and quickly spoke up.

"Brother Ayu, let's go out, it's getting late."

But Shang Yu did not let up.

"Wait a little longer."

Lin Zhao spoke subconsciously.

"What are you waiting for?"

A playful look flashed across Shang Yu's face as he pressed himself even closer to Lin Zhao, letting him feel it.

"What do you think, baby? How can I face people like this when I go out like this?"

This time, Lin Zhao instantly understood, and recalling what Isha had just said, she blushed from head to toe.

Shang Yu naturally noticed this, relaxed a little, and gently comforted her.

"Let me hold you for a little while, sweetie."

Ten minutes later, Shang Yu finally let go of her hand. Lin Zhao was about to pull him out when she was suddenly stopped.

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