You are all bad women! Don't come over!

"This…" Han Muxue stared at the diagnosis report in her hand in shock, along with the hidden Paroxetine Hydrochloride and other medications, her expression filled with panic.

How did this happen? Is it because of me?

Han Muxue's hands trembled slightly, and she quickly put everything back as if she were guilty of being caught with illicit money.

She almost instantly rushed to Liu Chaoyan's room, staggering and excited, "Captain, do you know..."

Liu Chaoyan showed a concerned look, "Hmm? What happened?"

Han Muxue froze, biting her lip, her eyes twitching slightly, her gaze falling into deep struggle.

After a long while, she lifted her head and forced a smile, "No, it's nothing..."

"Didn't you go to see Sister Xia? What did she say?"

"Ah… she's taking a bath, I'll look for her later… It's probably nothing." Han Muxue's lips turned pale as she forced a smile, "I'll head back first."

Liu Chaoyan smiled slightly, "Alright, then rest early."

That night, Han Muxue didn't sleep with Shen Mochen; she lay alone in bed, suffering from insomnia.

The next day, Han Muxue, with dark circles under her eyes, brushed her teeth absent-mindedly.

"Xiaoxue, you didn't sleep well last night," Shen Mochen walked into the bathroom, observing carefully.

"It's nothing… I'll go back to catch up on some sleep later, I'll skip breakfast." Han Muxue said weakly.

"Okay..."

Shen Mochen frowned slightly, and after she returned to her room, he decided to find Liu Chaoyan.

"Do you know what's wrong with Xiaoxue?"

"I know."

"Because of what?"

"Because of you."

Shen Mochen was startled, "Because of me… is she worried about Kajiena?"

Liu Chaoyan smiled slightly, gently combing her hair, not even looking at Shen Mochen, "You guess."

Shen Mochen frowned, "What are you trying to do?"

Liu Chaoyan's expression changed slightly, she put down the comb, and with a raise of her hand, the door closed. Before Shen Mochen could react, he was lifted by an invisible whirlwind and thrown onto the floor.

Liu Chaoyan, barefooted, slowly walked toward Shen Mochen, stepping on his face with a cold smile, "Have you forgotten something? Are you questioning your master?"

"Wrong, my mistake..."

A wise man knows better than to fight under a disadvantage; Shen Mochen immediately admitted defeat while lying on the ground.

"Good you know. I think you now know what tone to use with your master when we're alone," Liu Chaoyan bent over and chuckled, her smooth delicate toes pinching Shen Mochen's face.

I know I can't move under your foot right now, but what if, I mean if I stuck out my tongue to lick your sole, how would you react then?

Shen Mochen was startled by the thought; he really wanted to see the embarrassed expression of the usually flawless Liu Chaoyan caught off guard, but ultimately his survival instinct stopped his bold idea.

"If there's nothing else, you should go back. Remember your attitude in the future," Liu Chaoyan slowly moved her foot away, "You shouldn't worry about Han Muxue's matter; it won't be bad for you… Hm? That look of regret, do you think I stepped on you for too short a time?"

"Please don't misunderstand, I'm not that kind of pervert," Shen Mochen got up and rubbed his face.

Damn, even her foot smells so good; what is this scent?

Shen Mochen wondered not for the first time, the scent of Xia Qingrou was like summer citrus, Han Muxue was like the breeze carrying the scent of gardenias, Cai Yuncui smelled of coconut from the tropics… He could find similar scents in reality for each of them, except for Liu Chaoyan.

Her body fragrance was a dreamy fresh scent, like it was from the magical forest in Shakespeare's "Midsummer Night's Dream," secluded and ethereal.

If there were a perfume with this scent in the world, it would definitely sell out.

"Next time, I'll try wearing white silk stockings to step on you," Liu Chaoyan generously announced.

"Why not black stockings?"

"That doesn't fit my persona. I'd probably only wear them for my future husband to see."

Tch, damn it, that Zhao Yuji? Does he deserve it?

Shen Mochen suddenly felt irritated.

It was strange, too. Liu Chaoyan knew his secret and its importance... This was a power that could change the world, yet you showed no sign of care, completely indifferent!

That was way too calm!

Puffing with anger, he finished breakfast. Should Shen Mochen next time, while Liu Chaoyan was sleepwalking, secretly slip the black stockings on her?

After indulging in some wild thoughts, Shen Mochen entered Han Muxue's room. She was still asleep, furrowing her brows as if trapped in a nightmare.

Shen Mochen spread open a book on international politics and sat quietly under Han Muxue's bed, reading.

After who knows how long, Han Muxue slowly woke up. The first thing she saw was her boyfriend's breathtakingly handsome face.

"Awake?" Hearing movement, Shen Mochen gently grasped Han Muxue's hand, smiling slightly.

"Mm..." A warmth spread through Han Muxue's heart as she slowly sat up.

Shen Mochen tenderly asked, "It's noon now, lunch should be almost ready. Shall we eat something together in a bit?"

Han Muxue shook her head softly, "I don't feel like eating, no appetite."

"I made some rock sugar and white fungus soup, I even added red dates. Would you like to drink some?"

"Mm..."

"I've already cooled it down, it's not hot."

"Alright then," Han Muxue rubbed her face, "just bring it in here, I'm not going out."

Shen Mochen nodded and quickly brought in a pot of the white fungus soup.

"It's cool, should be quite tasty," Shen Mochen filled a bowl and handed it to Han Muxue.

Han Muxue didn't take it, but let Shen Mochen hold the bowl while she took small sips.

Soon, she finished a bowl, licking her lips.

"Tasty, isn't it? There's still a lot more," Shen Mochen chuckled and served another bowl.

Han Muxue took a few more sips, then stopped.

"I'm full," Han Muxue shook her head.

Shen Mochen drank the rest in one breath, put down the bowl, and smiled while pointing at Han Muxue's mouth corner.

Han Muxue reached for a tissue to wipe it off but was stopped by Shen Mochen.

"Hehe, let me help you," Shen Mochen chuckled and pinned Han Muxue down on the bed.

Han Muxue murmured softly, showing no resistance, closing her eyes, and slightly pursing her lips.

…

"In the end, you still had to use a tissue..." Han Muxue pulled out a tissue to wipe her face and huffed, "Kissing me all over with saliva, so annoying."

"Who can resist when my little Muxue is so enticing?" Shen Mochen held Han Muxue in his arms, teasing her playfully.