The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Chapter 158 Wen Yu is getting crazier and crazier

"Wenyu!" she cried out, struggling.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

Wen Yu leaned down, placed his hands on either side of her, and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head and silenced her with a kiss on her lips, which belonged to someone else.

It wasn't a kiss, it was a bite.

He held her lips in his mouth and bit them lightly.

Su Qingyao winced in pain and was about to push him away when he kissed her again, one kiss after another, with an emotion that was hard to describe.

From her lips to her chin, and then to her neck, his teeth gently brushed against the skin on the side of her neck, then he sucked hard.

"Wenyu!"

Su Qingyao gasped in pain and slapped him across the face.

"Snap—"

A remarkably crisp and loud sound.

Wen Yu was knocked to the side, a deep red mark appearing on his cheek.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Su Qingyao was stunned.

Looking at her hand still raised in mid-air, and then at the gradually forming handprint on his face, she moved her lips, as if wanting to say something.

Wen Yu kept his head tilted to the side and his eyes closed.

One second, two seconds.

He regained his composure and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the intense emotions in his eyes had been suppressed.

He turned to look at her, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a smile.

"Baby," he said, his voice pitiful, "are you calmed down?"

Su Qingyao remained silent.

Wen Yu leaned closer, bringing his other cheek closer, "If that's not enough, let's do a few more."

He paused, his voice lowering, carrying a hint of satiated languor and... something else.

"But the baby smells so good, I love it."

Su Qingyao looked at the obvious handprint on his face and his obviously feigned innocence, and her anger suddenly dissipated.

She raised her hand and gently touched the reddened skin.

"Does it hurt?"

Wen Yu blinked, looking completely innocent. "If you kiss me, it won't hurt anymore."

Su Qingyao glared at him, cupped his face, and gently kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Although I also like being with you..." She paused, her face slightly flushed, "but it can't interfere with important matters. This is a one-time exception."

Wen Yu looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"it is good."

Su Qingyao got up and got dressed.

Wen Yu followed her and got dressed, staying close by her side.

She went to wash up, and he leaned against the door frame to watch her. She changed her clothes, and he sat on the edge of the bed to watch her. She packed her schoolbag, and he came over and helped her zip it up.

Seeing that Su Qingyao was about to leave, Wen Yu quickly grabbed her, "You haven't had lunch yet, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry. It's already very late. I can't keep Team Leader Shen waiting for me any longer."

Before she could finish speaking, her stomach growled, and Wen Yu disapprovingly took her hand.

"I'll take you there after you finish eating. Shen Jun's experiment is already finished, and you've already explained it, so it's okay if it's a little late."

Su Qingyao wanted to refute him, but then she felt that what he said made some sense.

"...Then hurry up."

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Watching Su Qingyao disappear through the laboratory door, Wen Yu leaned back in his chair and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

The handprint is still there, and the spot still seems to be burning hot.

He glanced at her in the car's rearview mirror; it was all red, and the shape of her small fingers was clearly visible on his face.

Wen Yu stared at the mark, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

A morbid, satiated laugh.

The mark the baby left on him.

very nice.

It would be even better if the baby himself was kept.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he lowered his eyes and started the car.

Thinking back to the scene in the bedroom where I almost lost control just now.

She only mentioned someone else's name, and he couldn't control himself and bit her until the slap came and he regained his senses.

He might be about to lose control.

Wen Yu tightened his grip on the steering wheel and turned around to go to the company.

After finishing the last file, he glanced at the time.

It's still early.

My baby hasn't come back yet.

He then went to the outskirts of the city.

Racing, skydiving, extreme sports on the edge of cliffs—he used adrenaline to numb himself, letting the thrill of life and death drown out the voice in his heart.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the feeling of weightlessness gripped his heart; at that moment, he couldn't think of anything.

But once you land and your consciousness returns, Su Qingyao's face will come to mind ten or a hundred times clearer.

I miss her even more.

I love her even more.

That thought became even stronger.

Wen Yu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down into the bottomless darkness, and suddenly smiled.

it's useless.

Nothing can suppress it.

Only when she was by his side would the voice temporarily cease.

That day, Wen Yu left the company and went deep into an abandoned factory. After getting out of the car, he put on a mask.

The iron gate was pushed open, and a cacophony of noise erupted instantly: the roars of the audience, the dull thuds of boxers striking flesh, and the mingled smells of alcohol and cigars, thick and irresistible.

This place is a breeding ground for evil and depravity.

On the ring, two boxers fought relentlessly, blood splattering on the ropes.

The audience was filled with extravagance and debauchery. Men were embracing their female companions, and the women were heavily made up. Every face was filled with arrogance and ugliness, and some of them were even familiar faces to him.

Wen Yu walked through the crowd without looking to either side.

Qin Yue was already waiting at the entrance. When he saw him arrive, he immediately went to greet him and led him into the special passage.

The heavy door closed behind me, shutting out all the noise.

The locker room was quiet, with only the sound of his breathing.

Wen Yu changed into boxing shorts and began warming up, stretching, shadowboxing, and footwork, each movement fluid and powerful.

Qin Yue handed over the tablet.

"Young Master, today's opponent."

Wen Yu took it and glanced at the list on the screen.

He looked around casually until a certain name caught his eye.

Tu Lie.

The ever-victorious King here is a true outlaw.

Thirty-two consecutive wins, twenty-three knockouts; any boxer he fought was either killed or crippled.

It is said that he has no skills, only a ruthless and desperate spirit, and it is precisely this ruthlessness that has defeated even those skilled boxers.

Wen Yu's finger stopped on the name.

Qin Yue followed his gaze and his expression instantly turned serious.

"Young Master," he began, his voice filled with undisguised worry, "you almost had an accident last time you were speeding, and this driver—"

Wen Yu raised her head and gave him a cool glance.

That look wasn't fierce, but it made Qin Yue's back tense. He opened his mouth, but swallowed the rest of his words.

Seeing that Wen Yu was really going to choose Tu Lie, Qin Yue had a sudden inspiration and brought out his last lifeline.

"Young Master," he lowered his voice, "the marks on your body were faint before, and Miss Qingyao didn't notice them. But if the injury is more serious this time..."

He paused, carefully choosing his words.

"Miss Kiyoshi will probably worry and cry."

After hearing Qin Yue's words, Wen Yu paused for a moment.

Will the baby cry from worry?

He lowered his eyes, staring at the tablet. The undefeated general, the desperate criminal, the boxers who had fought him were either dead or crippled.

Qin Yue thought he had changed his mind and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Yu's lips slowly curving upwards.

That smile sent a chill down Qin Yue's spine.

If the injury is serious, the baby will be worried and cry.

So, does that mean the baby can stay with him forever?

Could I lie in the baby's arms and let her apply medicine to him, let her touch his face tenderly, and let her stay by his side without going anywhere?

If that's the case, he's willing.

If the baby is so worried that he cries, he will kiss away the tears.

One drop at a time, kiss it all off.

"Him."

Qin Yue's expression changed drastically, "Young Master—"

"Go and make the arrangements. Don't make me say it twice."

Wen Yu interrupted him, handed the tablet back, and continued warming up.

Watching Wen Yu walk towards the arena, Qin Yue was extremely anxious.

He knew his place; although the young master trusted him, he couldn't make decisions for the young master.

Since Miss Qingyao's accident, the young master has become increasingly insane.

Qin Yue had been watching his actions during this time. On the surface, he could still maintain a normal appearance, but he was already on edge, teetering on the brink of a breakdown.

He couldn't just stand by and watch his young master get into trouble.

Qin Yue gritted his teeth and took out his phone.

He found Ruan Xinhe's contact information, took a deep breath, and began typing.