Chapter 162 Losing Control
Shortly after, the apartment door was opened.
Yu Yu held the keys in one hand and a bag of medicine he had bought from the pharmacy in the other.
Shen Yan didn't notice; he was probably delirious from the fever and was still lying motionless on the sofa.
She walked over, sat down beside him, and placed her hand on his forehead.
The man had a high fever.
This was the first time she had ever seen such a strong man have a fever; it was truly a rare sight.
"Are you dead?" Yu Yu tugged at his ear. "If you die, can my property go to you?"
"Teacher Yu, can't you wish me well for once?" Shen Yan asked in a hoarse voice.
That cold shower really worked wonders. Not only did I get a fever, but every part of my body ached, and even my voice changed.
My whole body is a mess.
Yu Yu chuckled as she got up and went to prepare the medicine for him.
"If you're awake, stop pretending to be dead and get up." She was busy in the living room.
Chen Yan didn't move, not even a turn of his body.
After she brought the medicine over, he still stayed on the sofa and didn't move.
Yu took out a fever-reducing patch from the bag, tore it off, and carefully turned his face towards her.
Shen Yan opened her eyes, her fair face flushed, even more delicate than a girl's.
This made Yu Yu blush.
Shen Yan is a rare handsome man. He is good-looking, rich, and most importantly, he is excellent in bed, impeccable.
"Why is Teacher Yu blushing over a fever-reducing patch? Do you have a fever too?" Shen Yan said irritably.
He was indeed angry. She hadn't answered his calls or replied to his messages for so many days.
He felt suffocated.
Once a person starts eating meat, they can no longer settle for a vegetarian diet.
His eyes darkened, and he bent his knees.
Yu glared at him and patted his burning cheek. "Shut up!"
After she finished speaking, she bent down and placed the fever-reducing patch on his forehead.
The familiar scent of a woman wafted towards me.
Having slept with her for so long, her scent was all too familiar to him, a catalyst that kept him awake at night.
His gaze was fixed on the softest spot in front of her, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.
He closed his eyes.
Be reserved, you must be reserved!
"Get up, take some medicine." Yu Yu helped the man up carefully before he could answer.
It was difficult to refuse Chen Yan's request; if the burning continued, he would probably start hallucinating.
He was half-reclining on the sofa, his shirt hanging haphazardly on his body, with only two or three buttons fastened, giving him a wicked and wild look.
Yu Yu's eyes did not flinch at all; his gaze remained fixed on the man's well-defined chest muscles.
Shen Yan took the fever reducer from her hand and drank it all in one gulp.
He then pulled his shirt tighter.
"Is Teacher Yu trying to give me a lesson?"
Yu Yu withdrew her gaze. She had been thinking about it for so many days, very much, but she was also afraid that things would develop out of control.
"I have to go," she replied calmly.
"Okay." Shen Yan didn't try to stop her and lay down on his side again.
Yu frowned and said, "You should at least get up and eat something. Your clothes are all wet. Take a shower before you go to sleep."
"Didn't you say you were going back? Why are you bothering me so much?"
"I'm the last person to see you. If you die, I'm afraid someone will blame me!"
"Don't worry, Teacher Yu, I won't die. You can go now."
Yu Yu was absolutely furious with him!
"Speak, what do you want to do?" Yu Yu asked, glancing at him.
Shen Yan paused for a moment, then said, "My hand hurts, help me take a bath."
"dream!"
She threw a cushion at Shen Yan, who didn't dodge, and the cushion landed on his injured hand.
"Hiss—" He frowned.
Yu hurriedly picked up the pillow again to check his injuries.
"Stupid! Didn't they even try to hide?" she muttered.
"There's no escaping it, Teacher Yu," Shen Yan said with a smile.
Yu Yu couldn't refuse him, and seeing the strong smell of medicinal wine emanating from his wrist, she could only agree to help him wipe his body.
He smiled almost imperceptibly.
They've showered together before, but now she's avoiding the topic of their relationship, so showering together would be considered a significant overstepping of boundaries.
However, being able to wipe one's body is already a step forward.
In the bathroom.
"Take it off." Yu Yu stood in front of him, holding his gray towel.
Shen Yan is over 1.8 meters tall, while Yu Yu is 1.7 meters tall, a perfect height difference.
He frowned and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. There weren't many buttons to begin with, and in less than two seconds, his perfect chest and abdominal muscles were fully revealed to her.
Yu Yuqiang pretended to be calm, as if he was used to it.
Shen Yan discerned every expression on her face.
Her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
His slender fingers fastened the belt, making a clicking sound, and the belt around his waist loosened slightly.
He then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled down the zipper.
Yu felt a surge of panic, but dared not show it.
He scoffed.
Her eyes were clearly full of desire, but she pretended to be completely inexperienced.
"Teacher Yu," Shen Yan called out in a hoarse voice.
In the past, when he was aroused in bed, he always liked to call her Teacher Yu in her ear.
Each note was higher and higher than the last, seemingly tireless.
When Yu heard him call her that, her lower abdomen tightened involuntarily, as if countless ants were crawling over her, and she wished someone would come and wipe them away.
"Stop messing around and hurry up." Yu Yu turned her face away and washed a towel on the sink.
Shen Yan stood behind her, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"I'm out of strength, Teacher Yu, can you help me?"
"I think you're not taking enough medicine." She turned around and quickly wiped his body.
From the neck to the pectoral muscles, and then to the well-defined abdominal muscles...
Shen Yan grabbed her hand.
"What brings you here today?" he asked seriously.
Yu didn't want to answer and tried to break free from his hand, but she couldn't.
"open!"
"Answer me." Shen Yan was unusually serious.
He needs an answer tonight; he doesn't want to be stuck in limbo, neither here nor there, yet unwilling to give up.
Yu Yu is a good girl.
What do you want?
“Yu Yu, let’s give it a try.” Shen Yan lifted his foot and stood between her legs.
Yu was forced to lean against the sink, and his proximity made her tremble involuntarily.
Although her upper body was some distance away from him, her lower abdomen was pressed tightly against his.
“We’re not a good match,” she said.
"How will you know it's not suitable if you don't try?" Shen Yan approached again.
Yu's breathing became rapid, and he had no resistance at all.
"Teacher Yu, give me some time. Let's give it a try. If it works out, we'll be together. If it doesn't, I won't bother you anymore."
Shen Yan couldn't maintain the composure that Yu Zhan had mentioned; he simply couldn't be composure.
The woman before him had made him lose his composure, rendering him completely unable to remain rational, let alone maintain his composure.
He waited for her answer, without making any further moves. He even stepped back a little, no longer getting close to her, and even let go of her hand.
Yu Yu didn't say anything, picked up a towel, stood behind him, and wiped his back.
After wiping, she washed the towel again.
Then she turned around and handed him the towel.
Shen Yan obediently caught it, not knowing what she was thinking.
She squatted down and took off his pants.
She blushed.
It's been a long time since I've seen this big guy; he's still as energetic as ever.
She wiped his legs without paying any attention to him.
His deep, thoughtful eyes darkened slightly.
She wiped everything that needed wiping and everything that shouldn't have been wiped.
She wiped away all of Shen Yan's remaining self-control.
He couldn't help but groan.
"Assistant Shen, you can't control yourself anymore." Yu Yu put away the towel and casually touched it.
Shen Yan's legs went weak.
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