You'd better look back, Mr. Shen is about to break.

Not long after Yu Nanqing left the room, Shen Mochen got up, picked up her coat, and squatted on the living room sofa like a wife-waiting stone.

The living room was dark, with only a dim light emanating from the bedroom.

The only sound in the quiet house was the ticking of the alarm clock next to the LCD TV.

The moonlight streamed in through the crack in the window, falling directly onto his hair and making his long eyelashes sparkle.

Shen Mochen stared at the fluorescent light emitted by the alarm clock for a long time before looking away, turning to the side and quietly staring at the toilet not far away.

I can't sleep because I'm thinking too much.

He's overthinking it, because Guai Guai has given him unwarranted fantasies.

I just searched on Baidu and found a lot of posts with the phrase "system villain awakening transmigration".

All I could see were headlines like, "After three and a half years of conquering villains, I escaped with my child and fled!"

"Winning over the villain? Your body is enough."

"The essence of winning over a villain is to save him, abandon him, and pity him."

"... "

Such things are dazzling to the eye.

He picked and chose some things to look at, but the more he looked, the more anxious and flustered he became, which made him unable to feel sleepy at all, and his desire for knowledge was exceptionally strong.

If what those posts say is true, then Yu Nanqing should have already reached the point of pitying him.

So he searched for a lot of posts about pitifulness, most of which said that pitifulness can arouse the protective instinct, and the protective instinct will turn into possessiveness.

However, some say that there is always a reason why someone is pitiful, and it is best to stay away from such people in daily life to avoid being repaid with ingratitude.

He frowned repeatedly, blocking all posts about the latter. Feeling uneasy, he secretly picked up Yu Nanqing's phone and searched for such posts, blocking each one he could see, deleting his search history, and setting his browsing history to incognito before finally feeling at ease to continue reading the posts on his phone.

Before meeting Yu Nanqing, he never looked at these things; his cell phone was of no use to him except for making and receiving calls and replying to emails.

He doesn't use his phone for more than two hours a day.

It seems that mobile phones are indeed very useful; they can create a lot of pressure and make people forget to eat and sleep.

The sound of the bathroom door opening startled Shen Mochen. After regaining his senses, he slowly turned his head to look. His gaze fell on Yu Nanqing, who was wearing a fluffy pajama. His eyebrows slowly rose, and he walked towards her with his coat in his arms.

He walked softly, his footsteps completely drowned out by the sound of the flushing water. When his coat was draped over Yu Nanqing's shoulder, it startled her. She screamed and darted into the bathroom, jumping around a couple of times before boldly turning back. She only calmed down when she saw Shen Mochen standing there, stunned, at the door.

Her face turned pale with fright. When she met Shen Mochen's eyes, she swallowed hard and called out to make sure it wasn't a ghost before burying her face in his chest with red eyes, saying, "You scared me to death."

"I'm sorry, I should have called you before I hugged you." Shen Mochen responded gently, and then pulled her into his arms, taking his coat to put on her.

Yu Nanqing reached into her sleeve, turned on her phone's flashlight, and only turned off the bathroom light after it was illuminated. She then tightly gripped Shen Mochen's hand and moved slowly toward the room.

Once back in her room, she immediately took off her coat and scrambled into bed. Once she was completely snuggled up, with no drafts, her fear gradually subsided.

The room fell silent. Seeing that Shen Mochen hadn't come up yet, her heart skipped a beat. All sorts of bizarre ghost stories flooded her mind. She clutched the blanket tightly in fear, cautiously peeking out her eyes.

She carefully examined the man beside the bed, making sure his face hadn't turned into a hideous monster, before tentatively asking, "Shen Mochen?"

"Hmm." Shen Mochen stared at her, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He had been pondering for a long time, but still didn't ask the question he wanted to ask.

He wanted to ask her if she came to him out of pity.

But he couldn't bring himself to ask the question. If it really was true, he couldn't just run away from home to show his backbone.

If not, wouldn't that make him seem sensitive and petty?

After hesitating for a long time, he finally gave up. Hearing his sweetheart calling from under the covers, he hesitated for a couple of seconds, then took off his shoes, went upstairs, and hugged her.

The blankets were still warm, not cold at all; on the contrary, they felt cozy because of Jiaojiao's closeness in my arms.

Lying on the warm bed, feeling drowsy, Shen Mochen suddenly remembered that when his daughter got up earlier, she said she had something to tell him.

He looked down at the little beauty in his arms with her eyes closed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he called out softly.

There was no response; they were probably asleep.

Shen Mochen sighed helplessly, reached out and touched the top of her head, didn't call her again, but just hugged her tighter.

Remembering things again, his drowsiness vanished, and he seemed about to start overthinking again.

The night was silent, broken only by his soft sighs.

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Upon returning to his post, Yu Nanqing had to hand over his work, so he had to get up early the next day.

But because she got up in the middle of the night, she had several recurring dreams in the latter half of the night. When Shen Mochen kissed her awake, the scene from the last dream was still lingering in her mind.

She struggled to open her eyes, rolled around on the edge of the bed twice, yawned several times, and then sat up with her back bent, grabbed Shen Mochen's neck, and wrapped her legs around his waist. "You're awake."

Looking at her sleepy, disheveled little rabbit-like appearance, Shen Mochen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, kiss her cheek, and carry her into the bathroom.

"Come out for breakfast after you've washed up." Shen Mochen squeezed out the toothpaste and turned around. Yu Nanqing, who was sitting on her special stool, was leaning against the wall and dozing off.

Shen Mochen looked helpless, but her appearance made his heart itch. He leaned over and kissed her twice more. "Want me to help you clean up, sweetie?"

Hearing his voice, Yu Nanqing rubbed her eyes, yawned, and leaned closer to his shoulder. "So sleepy, Shen Mochen, it's so hard to get up early."

"My dear, you don't have to work or get up early. I'll take care of you, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life." Shen Mochen put his arm around her waist and reached out to smooth her hair.

He learned a lot after losing her once, enough to be a good husband.

This included tying hair. Knowing that Yu Nanqing loved beauty, he learned many ways to tie hair.

He had originally planned to go out and wait for her, but now he didn't want to go out anymore. While she was brushing her teeth, he helped her tie her hair into a pretty bun.

After brushing her teeth, Yu Nanqing stood up and saw her hairstyle in the mirror. She was surprised for a moment, then turned her head with bright eyes and met Shen Mochen's gaze, which was full of praise. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Shen Mochen, you are amazing."

Shen Mochen remained expressionless, though his ears turned bright red. Only after she turned around did he let loose and laugh silently.

He hadn't slept all night. He got up early and went for a run. It was pitch black, and it took him two laps before it started to get light. Then he bought some ingredients at a nearby supermarket and made a hearty breakfast.

Although things are different now, he can't let his beautiful wife be mistreated.

What you had before, you must have now.

Including his muscular abs, his handsome face, and of course, all the breakfasts his obedient children love to eat on the table, and the pampered treatment of being waited on hand and foot.

I will do more in the future, including but not limited to buying her bags, necklaces, gold, diamonds, and all the things that girls like.

Shen Mochen laughed heartily, unable to resist being cheeky, he leaned closer and hugged the woman in front of him, his head close, and bit her pink earlobe, "I can be even better in bed."