99 Escapes From the Prideful President

It was hard for someone who had experienced betrayal to trust someone wholeheartedly.

He only needed a shield when cooperating with him, and this shield had to be able to get close to him.

When he thought about the clan behind him and their dark tricks, Yu Anhui was extremely unwilling.

But when he thought of his mother's death … Yu Anhui struggled internally.

Just as Yu Anxin was engaged in his battle with the heavens, the car came to a halt downstairs of the apartment building.

The car door opened and Shen Mo Ke's long legs stepped forward. With his large hands, he easily lifted up Yu An's consciousness.

A faint blush appeared on Yu Anhui's cheeks. She grabbed the corner of his shirt and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I can walk by myself."

Shen Mo Ke stopped in his tracks, and without saying anything, he put her down.

Yu Anxin carefully lifted his foot and walked forward. His posture was strange, and seemed somewhat comical.

The man absent-mindedly followed him. Yu Anhui clenched his teeth and let him go.

She couldn't even manage herself right now, so what right did she have to care about others?

The moment they reached the stairs, Yu Anxin's feet started to slide down. Her eyes widened. If she fell down like this, even if she didn't turn into a fool, she would still have a concussion.

As expected, the pain didn't come. Yu Anhui shook his eyelashes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he smelt the familiar smell of nicotine.

"You want me to smoke secondhand cigarettes?"

Shen Mo Ke glanced at the cigarette that was thrown to the ground in a panic and only managed to burn half of it.

He smiled charmingly, his thin lips revealing the sexiness of a man, "Do you want a cigarette in your hand?"

Yu Anhui understood the meaning behind his words. It meant that he had smoked half of the cigarette before giving it to her. Was their relationship so good that they could kiss indirectly?

She rolled her eyes at him, and the man's pleasant laugh escaped his throat, and his firm chest hummed as he wrapped his arms around her and carried her upstairs.

Shen Mo Ke stood at the door, while Yu Anxin's body stiffened in his embrace. Her key was safely lying in her backpack. As the owner, she had once again forgotten her backpack.

Shen Mo Ke cast a sidelong glance at her, as though he had seen through everything. "I have it in my pants."

Yu An glared at him. How could this man have a key to her apartment?

With an uncertain mindset, he touched down along his well-built waist.

That soft touch and that soft, boneless hand seemed to be able to scrape up sparks all the way. The feeling of being electrocuted made both of them slightly startled.

Separated by a thin layer of cloth, the warmth of his body was transmitted to his fingertips. Yu An trembled a little, trying his best to conceal it.

Yu Anhui touched it for a while, then angrily took it out and said, "You're lying, you're not lying at all!"

"Two pockets. You only touched one."

There was something wrong with his words. After thinking for a long time, Yu Anhui still couldn't think of a reason.

Shen turned his body and leaned back against the wall. He changed the position so that she could touch the other pocket.

Shen Mo Ke's powerful palm supported her, causing Yu An Nian to bend over lightly, not afraid of falling down. She lowered her head, and under the dim light, groped around randomly, yet still could not find the entrance to her pants.

Yu Anxin bent down again, carefully opening and searching his pockets.

Shen Mo Ke's eyesight in the dark was extremely good. Due to her excessive bending, her skirt was passively lifted up. As she moved, those white underpants could still be vaguely seen.

Shen Mo Ke's eyes were burning hot, the faint fragrance of a small woman's Gardenia Flower wafted into his nose, it was sweet and silky. His lips would occasionally touch the shirt on his chest, and it would pass by with a wave of numbness and itchiness.

Sometimes a little bit heavier, Shen Mo Ke's mind couldn't help but depict the various scenery...

His gaze immediately became deep and terrifying. One hand firmly held onto Yu Anxin's body while the other extended towards the girl's skirt. As long as he lifted it up a little, he would be able to clearly see the scenery there.

Shen Mo Ke's hand moved slightly, pulling his skirt down a little, blocking out all the beautiful scenery.

At this moment, Yu Anhui looked up in surprise, "Found it!"

After successfully opening the door, Shen Mo Ke carried Yu An Nian onto the sofa and set her down.

Yu Anxin limped into the room and knocked on the door. No response? She pushed open the door and found the covers neatly folded.

From the looks of it, Xia Xue had returned home. Yu Anxin heaved a sigh of relief, this way she wouldn't have to explain why Shen Mo Ke was here.

Shen Mo Ke raised his black sleeves, undid the three buttons on the top, and went onto the balcony to blow on the wind. After quickly smoking a cigarette, he walked out.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Mo Ke opened the refrigerator and found that there were almost no food ingredients inside, only a few eggs lying alone.

He frowned and looked around the kitchen. Sure enough, it was empty. A few packets of salt and seasoning packs hadn't been taken apart yet.

Yu Anhui hopped into the kitchen with one leg. "There should be some noodles. I'll cook them."

Shen Mo Ke carried Yu An Xin back to the sofa and said, "Don't move, wait for me here."

After saying that, he went downstairs, and the sound of his car came from downstairs.

Yu Anxin looked at his swollen ankle. He quickly took out two Band-Aids from the drawer and stuck them on, one on the left and the other on the right. It was an ugly 'X'.

When Shen Mo Ke returned, he was still carrying a medical kit.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. I've already posted a Band-Aid."

Shen Mo Ke half bent down and grabbed her calf to see what was going on.

"So ugly!" A strong dislike.

"…"

He tore off the Band-Aid Yu Anhui had just posted and threw it in the trash. He gently rubbed her with his bony fingers.

Yu Anhui trembled, wanting to retract his leg. He tried to control his strength, but Yu Anhui had to endure the pain and wait for him to finish rubbing it.

When the bruise had cleared, Shen Mo Ke opened a bottle of medicine and gently applied it to her with a cotton swab.

In the quiet single person apartment, a faint moonlight shone in, shining onto the two of them.

"Idiot, the Band-Aid is used to stick to small wounds, and your feet aren't injured, so you'll be fine after applying some medicine for a few days."

Shen Mo Ke looked at her with his usual cold expression. He really didn't know how Yu An Nian had grown up in these 18 years. He didn't even understand the most basic of common sense.

Did she think that Band-Aid was some sort of adhesive? He was just like a little fool.

The thought of being educated had nothing to say in response.

"Where are the noodles?"

"Huh?"

Yu Anhui couldn't keep up with his tempo for a while, so he pointed at the table. "Over there."

Shen Mo Ke followed her gesture, picked up a packet of noodles, and entered the kitchen.

Yu Anhui looked at Shen Mo Ke's back in shock. Was she seeing things? This man wanted to do it himself?

Are you sure this man can cook? Although she didn't cook well, she could still barely eat an egg noodle.

Just in case, Yu Anhui still asked loudly, "Young Master Mo, do you know how to cook noodles?"

Shen Mo Ke, who was currently in the kitchen researching how to cook noodles, frowned deeply. This was the first time he entered the kitchen.