Chapter 657: "Mr. Shen, please avoid contacting my wife when it's not necessary.

Wen Yi's lips curved into a smile, "…You haven't had enough kisses?"

He gazed at her, his voice husky with response, "Not enough."

Her body slid down, and she lay beside him, eyes on the ceiling as she drew out her words on purpose, "Even if you want more, there's nothing that can be done. After all, Young Master accidentally strained his back, and movement is inconvenient."

If he were able to pounce now, he would not have hesitated to kiss her without a word. Even if she merely thought about it, he would often half-coax, half-force his way, and almost always get what he wanted.

Wen Yi hadn't felt sleepy at all, but once she lay down, a wave of comfort washed over her, making her feel drowsy—it seemed like a nice idea to nap for a while. Her whole body relaxed.

Pressed by the man beside her, she made no struggle, and with a yawn, she reached for her pillow to adjust it.

Mo Shichen's fingers brushed through her soft hair, "Sleepy?"

"A nap."