Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet - Chapter 177 - Deceiving Uncle Sheng (76)

Chapter 177: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (76)

Shu Nuan was startled. Clearly, she had thought the battle had ended.

However, she was not qualified to say much about the war. She could only nod a bit. Feeling somewhat cold, she wrapped her arms around his neck and caressed his back.

After rubbing his back for a while, she tilted her head and accidentally rubbed against his chin, pricking her face.

Shu Nuan outstretched her hand to caress his chin, her mouth curved into a bold smile. “My Lord, you have grown a beard.”

Sheng Qianmo touched his chin and said, “Nonsense.”

“Really…” Shu Nuan grabbed his finger to trail his chin. “Here, there is some stubble. It hurts people.”

“Is it?” Sheng Qianmo bowed his head and rubbed his chin against her soft lips. “Is it uncomfortable?”

The tickling was too much for her.

“Ha… Stop…”

In the end, Qianmo began to bully her, pressing her underneath himself. Qianmo gasped and stared intently into Nuan’s eyes. They were big, bright, and clear, and the tear mole on the corner of her left eye embellished her looks.

Sheng Qianmo slowly bowed his head. Unlike the previous kiss, he just kissed her eyes gently.

The corners of Shu Nuan’s eyes quivered and she shut them. When Qianmo’s lips left, she opened her eyes again and looked at him puzzled.

“Shu Nuan, do you like This Prince?”

Sheng Qianmo had been born in the imperial line. He’d owned anything and everything growing up, but at this moment, he was like a young teenager in love. He’d asked her such a straightforward answer while gazing at her, looking forward to her answer.

Shu Nuan’s body stiffened.

Her lips were hung open, and her eyes displayed alarm and bewilderment for a while. She could not help but raise her head and stare at him.

Sheng Qianmo tightened the hold on her hand, as if telling her to face the question. She kept her brows low and whispered, “Like…”

Sheng Qianmo was not stupid. He could recognize that she’d spoken the words under compulsion.

He stared at Shu Nuan for a long time before finally laying down beside her. He didn’t mention this topic again. He said, “Sleep. You don’t have to stay up tonight to send me off.”

Shu Nuan tried to whisper something, but she didn’t even have the courage to embrace him. She shut her eyes tight without daring to breathe a little too loudly.

But after a while, he was caught by the man and dragged into his arms.

Once again, Shu Nuan was being embraced.

Shu Nuan closed her eyes and didn’t think about what her feelings were. All she knew was that this hug was real.

At midnight, the army was ready to go.

Shu Nuan was awake, but Sheng Qianmo didn’t let her get up. She had to lie down on the sofa. Her eyes followed Qianmo’s figure and watched him put on the robe she had fixed. Then, putting on the armor again, before leaving, he returned to the couch and kissed her lips. Shu Nuan grabbed his fingers and still did not give up, and the two did not say a word, but just kissed silently. But after a while, Sheng Qianmo left.

It was so noisy outside that she couldn’t sleep after all.

She didn’t calm down until the army completely set off.

Shu Nuan sat up, took a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to Wen Zhigu, telling her the current situation in the Southern Xinjiang area, so that she would not worry. If everything went well, she’d leave for Yu Shuicheng in a few days.