Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

Li Yuetong already knew the truth perfectly well.

She had truly fallen for Mr. Shen.

It was a feeling of affection that welled up from the bottom of her heart, an affection that couldn't be suppressed; it was a genuine feeling of being moved, even a physical attraction, something Li Wei had never given her before.

Her marriage to Li Wei was arranged by her family. At that time, she had never met anyone who moved her heart. Li Wei was honest, accommodating, and seemed reliable.

She thought her life would just pass by uneventfully like this, but who could have imagined that the world would turn into this apocalyptic state right after she got married, and that she would meet Shenhe.

Mr. Shen is domineering and forceful, sometimes very mean, and he often tries to force her to do things. He is selfish and unreasonable.

But he gave her unprecedented passion, the most solid sense of security in this apocalypse, and a heart-pounding feeling she had never experienced before in all her life.

Even now, she is actually willing in her heart; she is willing to be bullied by him, willing to listen to him, and willing to give him everything she has.

But she still remembered her identity.

She is already married.

Even though she and Li Wei had no real marital relationship, and even though she had never loved him, her family had received a dowry, so she was still Li Wei's wife in name only.

She couldn't do anything to betray the Li family, and she didn't want to be remembered for overstepping her bounds in marriage and lacking self-respect.

So she couldn't help but beg for mercy, hoping that Mr. Shen could show more restraint and patience.

But Li Yuetong forgot!

The Mr. Shen she loved was bad, domineering, selfish, unreasonable, and liked to bully her!

How could Shenhe, who was already wielding a powerful aura, possibly listen to her?

Shenhe slowly raised his head from her embrace, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth. The sight made Li Yuetong's heart skip a beat, and her breath caught in her throat.

She was terrified, yet deep down she was also wildly excited, and even... absolutely adored him in that way.

"Wait for you?"

"This is the identity I want!"

Shenhe's voice was deep and husky. As he looked at Li Yuetong's blushing cheeks and her shyly pursed lips, a sense of possessiveness welled up in his heart.

He slowly lowered his head and leaned down to kiss her.

"Not here... turn off the gas stove first."

Li Yuetong nervously closed her beautiful eyes, her heart filled with panic and shyness.

She knew in her heart that, given his personality, he probably wouldn't listen to her right now...

Since she couldn't persuade him otherwise, she decided to just go along with him... Luckily, her aunt came home today...

Hearing this, Shenhe didn't argue with her.

He casually turned off the stove in the kitchen, reached out and steadily put his arm around Li Yuetong's legs, and picked her up in a princess carry. The person in his arms was gentle and warm. He walked steadily and hurriedly towards the bedroom.

Li Yuetong wrapped her arms around his neck, nestled close to his chest, her eyes moist and misty, her expression tinged with shyness, yet her heart held an undisguised anticipation.

Her usual reserve and restraint had long since vanished, leaving only tenderness and affection in her heart.

Shenhe gently placed her on the bed. Li Yuetong leaned softly against the bedding, her long, black hair scattered on the pillow, making her skin appear even whiter and more radiant.

Shenhe sat on the edge of the bed, a hint of nervousness rising in his heart. Although he didn't have much experience, he naturally knew how to get close to the person in front of him.

Li Yuetong closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Shenhe bent down and shielded her in front of him, the two leaning close together, the atmosphere instantly becoming quiet and ambiguous.

At this point, Shenhe deliberately slowed down, gazing intently at her nervous and shy face.

He secretly rejoiced that the apocalypse had brought him an opportunity he had never dared to hope for before.

Li Yuetong waited for a long time without any movement, then slowly opened her eyes, and their eyes suddenly met.

Her cheeks instantly burned, and she instinctively wanted to look away, but Shenhe gently pinched her chin, making her look at him with gentle yet firm control.

He then gently took her wrist and tenderly raised it above his head.

Li Yuetong gently bit her lip, her eyes shy yet unconsciously alluring.

Shenhe could no longer restrain himself and lowered his head to kiss her gently.

He gently kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, her cheeks… his kisses filled with tenderness and affection.

After a long while, Shenhe walked from the foot of the bed back to the head of the bed.

After a moment, Li Yuetong's voice trembled softly, carrying a hint of shyness and lingering unease.

"Mr. Shen... you don't need to deliberately accommodate me..."

The moment those words were spoken, even the air seemed to heat up a bit.

This woman is truly insane, and truly alluring.

But if I say that, aren't you afraid of getting hurt?

Her soft-spoken words instantly stirred Shenhe's emotions, causing his breathing to quicken.

His entire being was tense, as if he had heard the command from the depths of his heart to rush towards tenderness.

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Five minutes passed, one by one!

Shenhe stared in disbelief, his face grave. He leaned against the headboard in silence, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a whole row of green flies.

Li Yuetong's cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, and a gentle smile played on her lips.

She nestled quietly in Shenhe's arms, her bright, clear eyes still glistening with lingering moisture, exuding a languid and delicate charm.

Her slender little hand rested gently on his chest, her fingertips slowly tracing small circles, her expression both obedient and playfully charming. She casually tucked the thin blanket around her side, her shoulders half-hidden in the covers, her skin glowing with a faint rosy hue, concealing the gentle lingering charm of her fluctuating emotions.

Li Yuetong felt a deep sense of peace and contentment. Shenhe had always been assertive and never deliberately tried to be gentle or accommodating.

He still carried a hint of languor and a slight unease. This man was always so straightforward and impulsive, never knowing how to restrain himself.

Li Yuetong timidly raised her eyes, secretly glancing at Shenhe beside her, then gently pursed her cherry lips, a faint trace of distress appearing between her brows.

She couldn't figure out what Shenhe was thinking at that moment. Why did this perfectly normal person suddenly become silent, not saying a word, and ignoring her?

Is it...

Are you dissatisfied with how you looked just now?

But that doesn't make sense. Just now, he was clearly so attached to it, his eyes full of reluctance to let go.

Is it really as her mother told her, that once you get something, you stop appreciating it?

Li Yuetong was filled with anxiety and wild guesses, but unfortunately, she didn't have much experience to begin with.

I just felt that the atmosphere between us was very good, and I really can't understand why Shenhe suddenly became so quiet.

Little did she know that Shenhe was secretly filled with remorse at that moment.