Capítulo 1122: Chapter 1122: Why Are You So Good to Me Su Lao Si: The time… it really has been quite long. Shen Qingye: I bet Brother Chen can do it seven times, three million. Xia Lao Wu: Five times, three million. (Brother Chen’s almost thirty, his stamina might not match seven times) Su Moshi: Five times, three million. Song Liao: Three times, three million. Yin Mo looked at the messages popping up in the group, feeling embarrassed, but she couldn’t help but start counting how many times He Chen did it last night. Counting in order, twice on the bed, once in the bathroom, once in the bathtub, once standing… Yin Mo was so engrossed in her thoughts, she didn’t notice He Chen had finished his call and was watching her phone screen, his handsome face caught between a smile and a smirk. Song Liao, has this guy never taken a beating? He Chen licked his lips, eyeing Yin Mo, and seeing her counting on her fingers, the man let out a slight hum and snatched her phone, leisurely typing out a message. Yin Mo: Eight times, pay up. The Border Six’s group chat fell silent for three seconds, and then everyone was stunned. Shen Qingye: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Song Liao: Second Sis, are you okay? Xia Lao Wu: Second Sis, may the rest of your days be blissful… Then, under He Chen’s slightly smug expression, five notification texts from the bank arrived. He Chen’s previously pleased expression turned gloomy in an instant. There were six people in the group, and five of them sent over the three million bet money in defeat. This included Li Qiao. Which means, his nice sister-in-law didn’t guess right and didn’t join in the discussion! They’re all damn fake. That afternoon, He Chen intended to take Yin Mo to visit the elder Yins at the Yin family home, but out of pity for her somewhat strained body, eventually gave up the idea. Yin Mo, having had her first experience and with He Chen’s intense demands, was low on energy all day. At dinner, she sat at the table eating porridge, looking listless and lost in thought. Perhaps from overexertion, she brought the spoon to her mouth, but her hand shook unexpectedly, spilling porridge down her chin. Yin Mo yelped, tilting her head back and about to grab a napkin when He Chen leaned across the table, skillfully licking the porridge off her chin. “Hey, you shouldn’t be drinking…” Yin Mo was startled by He Chen’s actions, hurriedly pushing at his shoulder in shy protest. He Chen licked the grain off her lips, savoring it with a smacking sound, “Baby, if you don’t want me drinking porridge, what would you have me drink?” Yin Mo stared fixedly into his seductive eyes, her cheeks growing redder under his gaze. She recalled certain embarrassing scenes from last night. At this moment, the well-experienced He Chen leaned down again, “Baby, why are you blushing?” He Chen intentionally licked his lips in a suggestive manner, “Are you hoping I’ll drink your…” In desperation, Yin Mo clamped a hand over his mouth, “Stop it.” “Tsk.” He Chen was utterly enamored by her shy, reserved demeanor, and so he sauntered around the table to sit beside her, caressing her cheek and changing the subject, “Come on, tell your husband, does it still hurt?” Yin Mo was sidetracked by him, wriggling a bit, she forced a smile, “It’s fine, much better.” He Chen’s palm gently stroked the back of her head, “If it hurts, say so, next time I’ll be gentler.” Yin Mo’s heart warmed, just as she was about to speak, the man beside her leaned in closer to her ear, teasing her mischievously, “Baby, you can’t blame me entirely, after all, last night you asked me to be rough.” “He Chen!” Yin Mo’s previously touched mood instantly dissipated, she gave him a playful shove, “You’re so annoying.” Yin Mo stood up to leave, but the man behind her let out a delighted laugh, pulling her into his embrace, “Running so fast, seems like you’re all better.” As He Chen spoke, he started tugging at her pajama pants, Yin Mo knew this was his naughty little habit, dodging his playful grasp. Google seaʀᴄh 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 In less than half a minute, He Chen cursed softly, “Stop twisting, I’m getting hard.” Yin Mo swallowed hard, feeling her entire body heat up, “Aren’t you, aren’t you tired?” “Not when I see you.” The man’s voice was noticeably hoarser, his handsome and lustful face both charming and sexy, “Baby, shall we try it here? Hmm?” No matter how Yin Mo tried to push him away, in matters , He Chen was always at an advantage. But He Chen was indeed considerate of his wife, knowing her body couldn’t take it, he was much gentler than the night before, so gentle that Yin Mo, with tears in her eyes, begged him to hurry up, which finally satisfied him enough to speed up. Thus, for the next forty minutes, the dining room was filled with sounds that sparked one’s imagination, the air thick with the scent of hormones. Time flew by, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. He Chen and Yin Mo enjoyed a few days of their newly-wed bliss before starting preparations for their big wedding. This Saturday, after lunch, Yin Mo sat in the living room, lost in thought. She seemed troubled, looking very conflicted. Soon, He Chen returned to the villa, holding a black document bag. Yin Mo gazed at him dreamily, “You’re back.” He Chen tossed the document bag onto the table casually, leaning over to feel her forehead, “Why this look? Are you not feeling well?” “No.” Yin Mo pulled his hand down, hesitating for a few seconds before saying, “I have something… I want to discuss with you.” Hearing this, He Chen sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into his lap, “No need to discuss, I agree to everything.” He Chen raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, “Cheating is a no.” Yin Mo pursed her lips, smiling, “It’s not that.” He Chen’s warm palm moved up to fondle her soft 70D breasts, “Condoms are also a no.” Indeed, since they got together, He Chen hadn’t used any once. He seemed… eager to have kids. Yin Mo giggled lightly, “It’s none of that. I wanted to discuss if we could get a bigger house for mom and dad, is that okay?” He Chen had already visited Mr. and Mrs. Yin and handed them the Yin family’s household register. Though this man appeared unruly, he arranged everything for the Yin family meticulously. Yin Mo was deeply grateful, and inevitably fell deeper in love with him. She had been considering the idea of getting a house for Mr. and Mrs. Yin for several days. Though they had signed a prenuptial agreement, the assets were originally He Chen’s, and she couldn’t use them lightly. At this time, He Chen was looking at Yin Mo with a slight frown, a subtle smile playing on his lips, “Is it appropriate to discuss it with me when all the money’s in your name? Hmm?” Before Yin Mo could respond, He Chen picked up the document bag from the table and placed it on her lap, “Property gift notarization. Baby, your husband now has nothing, in the future, I’ll have to live off your money.” Yin Mo was stunned, her pupils contracting, her eyes filled with disbelief, “You even made it official?” “Did you think I was joking?” He Chen leaned over, pressing her into the sofa, cupping her face in his hands, and kissed her nose affectionately, “Silly? You’ve got over a dozen properties under your name, do you really need to check with me about changing your parents’ house?” Yin Mo’s breath trembled, she hugged him, pressing her lips shut, “You’re so good.” “Baby, your definition of ‘good’ is too shallow.” He Chen traced her brow and eyes with his thumb, smiling mischievously, “I not only need to be good to you, I need to service you well, like those sheets we changed this morning…”