The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

Su Nianhe stopped breathing, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her back.

Shen Huai's arm was still wrapped around her lower back, the smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of soap on his body, completely enveloping her.

"Technician Shen..." Su Nianhe's voice trembled with anxiety as she pushed hard against his broad shoulders.

She couldn't push it.

Shen Huai was drunk and his body was very heavy. Not only was he not pushed away, but because of her struggle, he hugged her even tighter.

He lowered his head to find her lips, his movements carrying a hint of unreasonable stubbornness.

Su Nianhe turned pale with fright and, in a moment of panic, raised her hand and covered his mouth with her palm.

The man's lips pressed against her palm, warm and soft.

"Xiao Huai?" Liu Huizhen heard no movement outside the door, so she knocked twice. "Are you asleep?"

The wooden door was knocked on softly, making Su Nianhe's heart pound.

She bit her lower lip, barely daring to breathe, her body stiff on the bed.

Shen Huai frowned as his mouth was covered.

He let out a low, muffled laugh from his chest.

The laughter was especially clear in the quiet night.

Su Nianhe was terrified and pleaded in a very soft voice, "Please don't make a sound, Aunt Liu is outside."

Shen Huai ignored her panic.

He tilted his head slightly, his lips brushed against her palm, and he opened his mouth, his teeth gently biting her fingertip.

Su Nianhe felt a sharp pain in her finger, accompanied by a slight tingling sensation that traveled from her fingertip directly to her heart.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Shen Huai held onto her wrist tightly.

"Xiao Huai?" Liu Huizhen asked again from outside the door.

Su Nianhe felt a slight tingling sensation at her fingertips.

She finally understood.

Shen Huai was so drunk tonight that he couldn't even tell which way was which. He really mistook this person for the one he had described as "keeping him awake."

The man's breath, reeking of alcohol, fell on her palm. His thin lips were pressed against her palm, showing no intention of letting go, and he seemed to want to continue that abrupt kiss.

"Xiao Huai, the door's unlocked, I'm coming in." Liu Huizhen knocked on the door again, not wanting to give up after waiting for a reply.

Su Nianhe panicked.

If Liu Huizhen were to corner her on Shen Huai's bed right now, with her clothes disheveled and her collar open, she wouldn't be able to explain herself even if she had ten mouths.

The Shen family, a family that values ​​integrity above all else, would definitely skin her alive and kick her out overnight.

In her desperation, she no longer cared about rules or status.

Su Nianhe pulled out the hand that was biting her fingertip, and used both hands to cover Shen Huai's mouth and nose tightly.

Shen Huai had already drunk a lot and was slow to react. He was lying in the quilt when his nose and mouth were suddenly blocked, and he couldn't breathe.

He subconsciously raised his hand to grab Su Nianhe's wrist, but his drunkenness made his movements weak and powerless.

Su Nianhe's palms were covered in cold sweat, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.

After being covered like that for a short while, Shen Huai's struggling movements gradually stopped due to the effects of alcohol and lack of oxygen.

His brows were furrowed, his long eyelashes fell down, his head turned to the side, and he closed his eyes completely and fell into a deep sleep.

The man's heavy body pressed down beside him.

Su Nianhe quickly let go, pressed her hands against his firm chest, and pushed him forcefully towards the inside of the bed.

With a "click," the metal latch began to turn.

The wooden door was pushed open a crack from the outside, and the dim light from the corridor seeped in through the gap.

Su Nianhe hurriedly tumbled off the edge of the bed, ducked down, and crawled under the bed along the wooden floor.

She had just shrunk inside when Liu Huizhen pushed open the door.

The main lights were not on inside.

Liu Huizhen walked in wearing mid-heeled leather shoes, the heels tapping on the wooden floor with a "thump-thump" sound.

Su Nianhe lay prone in the shadows under the bed, her hands tightly covering her mouth, barely daring to breathe.

The bed frame wasn't high off the ground, so she could only stay as close to the floor as possible, and the cold floor made her shiver.

"Why doesn't this child even turn on the lights?" Liu Huizhen stood by the bed, looking at the bed in the light coming in from the corridor.

Shen Huaiping lay on the bed, his white shirt open, revealing the tank top underneath, and one long leg dangling off the edge of the bed, his shoes still on.

Liu Huizhen took two steps closer and twitched her nose.

"Why did you drink so much?" Liu Huizhen couldn't help but mutter as she smelled the strong aroma of baijiu in the air.

But upon closer inspection, she frowned.

Besides the smell of alcohol, why is there something else in this room?

Liu Huizhen looked around but didn't see anything strange. She assumed it was just her nose acting up, or that Shen Huai had picked up some smell from a dinner party outside.

"Xiao Huai? Xiao Huai?" Liu Huizhen bent down and reached out to push Shen Huai's shoulder.

Shen Huai was sleeping soundly, breathing heavily, and didn't even groan when he was nudged twice.

He was always self-disciplined, and this was the first time Liu Huizhen had ever seen him so drunk.

under the bed.

Su Nianhe looked at Liu Huizhen's half-heeled leather shoes, which were less than half a meter in front of her face, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She could even feel the breeze Liu Huizhen stirred up as she walked.

If Liu Huizhen simply lowers her head slightly, or bends down to pick up something she dropped, she can be caught red-handed.

She curled up into a ball, clutching her clothes tightly with both hands.

Seeing that she couldn't wake her son, Liu Huizhen sighed and reached out to move Shen Huai's leg, which was dangling off the edge of the bed.

"How old are you? You don't even take your shoes off when you sleep."

Liu Huizhen tried to lift him, but Shen Huai was large-framed and tall, and now that he was drunk, his body was as heavy as iron. How could she, a pampered woman, move him?

After trying twice, Liu Huizhen took a deep breath and gave up.

"This is so heavy, I can't move it."

She straightened up, turned around, and walked towards the door.

The sound gradually faded away, followed by shouts coming from the corridor.

"Old Shen, Old Shen, come out here for a second. Xiao Huai is drunk. He's lying on the bed without even taking off his shoes. I can't move him. Can you give me a hand?"

Liu Huizhen's voice echoed in the second-floor corridor.

Take advantage of this break.

Su Nianhe gritted her teeth and crawled out from under the bed, using both her hands and feet.

The wooden floor was a bit rough, scraping against her fair arms and knees.

Ignoring the pain, she had barely poked half her body out from under the bed.