After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"My dear, why do you want me to carry you into the house?"

Xie Nanxing really likes Shen Jinmo calling him "good boy". Calling him this makes it seem like Xie Nanxing was also spoiled and coaxed when he grew up, and like Xie Nanxing has never been let down or abandoned by anyone.

It’s as if there has always been someone who loves Xie Nanxing.

And all the regrets that were once sought but could not be obtained were now made up by Shen Jinmo.

"Shen Jinmo." His eyes were red and tearful: "I want to give it to you. I'll give you everything, okay?"

Shen Jinmo gave so much love that even if Xie Nanxing emptied himself out, he still felt that he was not worthy of such sincerity.

Holding the person tightly in his arms, Shen Jinmo clenched his fists so hard that they made a crackling sound.

Xie Nanxing began to impatiently take off his clothes. His cloak was thrown on the ground, his cotton coat was torn off, and the laces of his undergarments were loosened.

Shen Jinmo loosened his clenched fist for a moment, and pressed down on Xie Nanxing's hand with trembling hands, stopping Xie Nanxing's next move.

Closing his eyes, Shen Jinmo suppressed the raging desire in his eyes, and his voice was so clean and clear that it seemed as if it was not tainted with a trace of worldly desire.

"Good boy, we are not in a hurry. We need to go back to Luoan and have a look with Cheng Yangguangqiu first."

"My dear, it doesn't have to be that way. I can give you what you want in another way."

The brocade quilt covered the two people tightly, and their clothes were thrown out from under the quilt.

Xie Nanxing's hands in the quilt tightly grasped Shen Jinmo's black hair, and unbearable sobs could be heard.

His eyes suddenly became empty, and all his thoughts were controlled by Shen Jinmo.

Tears fell from his eyes, and his mind was drawn back to the sound of festive firecrackers. Xie Nanxing looked at the people along the coast through the window and suddenly became nervous again.

"Shen Jinmo, someone is looking at me."

The slight pain in his scalp made Shen Jinmo even more excited, and the trembling sobs made Shen Jinmo go crazy.

There is no comfort, only more unbridled pampering.

Finally, Shen Jinmo crawled out from under the quilt.

Her face was covered with fine beads of sweat, her eyes were filled with bloodshot and soaked in water. Her rosy lips slowly pressed against Xie Nanxing's lips, and she held the tearful person in her arms and coaxed him.

"Good boy, good boy, I was wrong. I will never be so reckless again, okay?"

"No." The joy of the exploding sparks had already dispelled those fears.

Xie Nanxing was shaking with joy at this moment, not with worry.

Xie Nanxing's ears were red as if they were dripping with blood, and he explained with sobs: "I think I like it a little bit, too."

Maybe more than just a little, maybe a lot.

"Little pervert." He lifted the person in his arms and pressed him against his chest: "Do you still want to play today?"

"No more." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with Shen Jinmo's clothes: "Shen Jinmo, do you think I'm useless and can't satisfy you?"

Xie Nanxing didn't need to think too much about some things. The facts were right in front of him. He could not satisfy Shen Jinmo at all.

"No." His laughter was tinged with lust: "I let you accompany me to the capital, and live in such fear. I always feel that I owe you."

"If I can do more for you, I'll feel more at ease."

"Now that I can make you feel comfortable again, I seem to have more chips to keep you."

"If I do better every day than the day before, you will definitely not look for someone else to rely on."

"Shen Jinmo, what I said a few days ago about finding another backer was all lies." Xie Nanxing held Shen Jinmo's hand and placed it on his chest, feeling his own disordered heartbeat.

"Shen Jinmo, Xie Nanxing will always have only one backer, and that backer is called Shen Jinmo."

On this afternoon with a chilly river breeze, Xie Nanxing made a secret decision in his heart.

In the future, even if you are joking, you can't talk about finding another backer in front of Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo seems powerful, but in fact he is more sensitive than anyone else.

Sincerely unable to withstand the torture and temptation, Xie Nanxing had to be better to Shen Jinmo, better and better.

The cruise ship moved forward, and before they knew it, Xie Nanxing and Shen Jinmo had been away from Gusu for more than ten days.

Xie Nanxing had a very happy time these days, both physically and mentally.

When the sun was shining during the day, he would sit on the deck with Shen Jinmo, enjoying the sun, feeling the river breeze, and watching the people's lives on both sides of the river, which were either prosperous or difficult.

If there are stars and moon at night, the two of them will occasionally cook a pot on the deck and enjoy the stars and the moon.

Naturally, sparks could fly at any time when the two of them looked at each other, and since there were sparks, they would have to go into the house to discuss it.

So these days, one of Xie Nanxing's wrists felt particularly sore every day, and Xie Nanxing's waist and legs felt sore every day.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and the cruise ship happened to stop at a small seaside town. Thinking that Xie Nanxing had not gotten off the cruise ship since he got on, Shen Jinmo thought about the special nature of this place, so he let the cruise ship dock here, which was also a good opportunity to replenish the supplies on the ship.

Shen Jinmo carried Xie Nanxing off the cruise ship. Afraid that Xie Nanxing might be tired, he put his arm around Xie Nanxing's waist and took up half of his body weight.

Yang Huai and Sui Yi followed the two men at a distance, with no intention of bringing other guards with them. All the people in the town together were not enough for Shen Jinmo and Sui Yi to kill.

The town is not big, but the Lantern Festival market is so long that you can't see the end at a glance. The road under your feet is paved with sand and gravel mixed with shells. If Xie Nanxing's boots were not thick enough, walking on such a road would be equivalent to having a foot massage.

Moving his eyes from the cobblestones on the ground, Xie Nanxing looked at the people coming and going in the town: some men and women were holding hands tightly, some men were leaning against each other and calling each other "husband".

Lifting his head slightly, Xie Nanxing looked at Shen Jinmo and asked, "Shen Jinmo, why is this place like this?"

Shen Jinmo slowly lowered his head and said, "Every place has its own customs. The people here make a living by fishing. Every household, regardless of gender, must contribute to their survival."

"Let's not talk about whether they are men or women, but whenever they go out to sea, men have a better chance of surviving than women. Day by day, the number of men far exceeds that of women."

"Human beings are born with desires, which gave rise to the custom that men can also form a bond to spend the rest of their lives together."

Xie Nanxing gave Shen Jinmo a thumbs up: "Shen Jinmo, you know a lot."

"I read a lot of books when I was in Yunhuai Village before. When I passed by here today, I remembered the customs here." Shen Jinmo lowered his voice a little bit and pointed to the place in front of him where red lanterns were hung.

"Shen thought that Mr. Xie would definitely like that place."

Since Shen Jinmo recommended it this way, Xie Nanxing knew that there must be good stuff there.

Now his waist and legs were no longer sore, and he held Shen Jinmo's hand with one hand, and walked through the crowd towards where the red lanterns were gathered.

Xie Nanxing lifted the red silk curtain with one hand and stood at the entrance, his mouth curled into a circle in surprise.

His face turned red, but because all the lanterns here were red, you couldn't see such a reaction at all.