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

After dinner, the Shen family compound fell into a stifling silence.

Wang Liping slammed the door and went back inside in a huff.

Su Nianhe was washing dishes at the kitchen sink, the steam rising, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Liu Huizhen sat on the sofa, teasing Shen Ping'an, who had eaten and drunk his fill, and was used to her eldest daughter-in-law's temper.

She glanced at Su Nianhe, who was busy in the kitchen, and said loudly, "Little Su, let Aunt Wang wash the dishes from now on. Get some rest. You have to get up early tomorrow to make milk powder for Ping An."

Su Nianhe responded crisply, neatly arranged the washed dishes and chopsticks on the drain rack, and wiped the stove until it shone.

For the next few days, the Shen family finally enjoyed a few days of peace.

Shen Ping'an's wailing that could have blown the roof off has almost disappeared.

As soon as it's mealtime, Su Nianhe, smelling sweet fruit, holds Shen Ping'an, and the little guy dances around excitedly. After eating, he sleeps, and when he wakes up, he blows bubbles and plays; he doesn't even bother anyone at night.

In just a few days, Shen Ping'an gained a lot of weight, like a balloon had been inflated. His once thin face became plump and rosy, and his arms and legs were as thick as sections of lotus root.

Liu Huizhen saw this and was overjoyed.

She now finds Su Nianhe more and more pleasing to the eye, and boasts to everyone she meets about how she's found such a capable nanny. She even pretends not to notice Su Nianhe's outrageously large appetite.

To ensure that Shen Ping'an ate his meals properly, Su Nianhe had to make sure he ate a very substantial meal every time.

For lunch, she ate noodles with soybean paste. She held a porcelain bowl bigger than her face and slurped down two large bowls. The noodles were coated with rich meat sauce, and she ate with her mouth full of oil.

Even if it's just stir-fried cabbage for dinner, she can mix the broth with rice and devour three large bowls in one go.

Only when your stomach is completely full will your body feel like it's on fire, and your sweet fruity body scent will be more intense.

With good food and sleep, Su Nianhe's figure became visibly fuller.

She already had a good foundation, and with the improved nutrition these past few days, her skin has become even more fair and tender, with a pinkish glow, like a ripe peach that looks like it could be squeezed to release its juice.

That old piece of clothing was no longer enough.

Yet her waist was unusually slender, almost too small to be grasped in one hand. The way she walked exuded an unwitting allure.

Shen Huai sat on the living room sofa reading the newspaper, his peripheral vision always catching glimpses of that busy figure.

He turned a page of the newspaper, but his gaze couldn't focus on the printed words.

He found the girl to be acting really strange lately.

Not only is her appetite astonishing, but her daily routine is also the strangest thing.

After each meal, she would mysteriously disappear for half an hour.

She doesn't wash clothes in the yard, doesn't wash dishes in the kitchen, and doesn't stay in the nanny's room.

Shen Huai picked up his teacup and took a sip, recalling the scene of bumping into her in the corridor a few days ago at noon.

What on earth is she doing?

That night, the weather was unusually hot and humid.

The leaves outside the window were motionless, and the cicadas' chirping was incredibly annoying.

Su Nianhe lay on the hard bed in the nanny's room, her body covered in a fine sweat.

She would wait in the storeroom when the fruit smelled strongest right after she had eaten her fill during the day.

She carefully sat up, picked up the small flashlight from the bedside table, and put it in her mouth.

He bent down and pulled a large enamel basin out from under the bed.

The basin was more than half full of cold water, with a few ice cubes floating in it that she had secretly taken from the refrigerator.

This was her idea: when you get hot, wipe your body with cold water, and it won't feel like you're on fire.

On the second floor, Shen Huai was also wide awake.

It was so hot that he was only wearing a white tank top and loose shorts, lying flat on the bed, his throat parched.

He lifted the thin blanket and went down the wooden stairs to get a drink of water.

The soundproofing of the old Western-style building wasn't very good.

Shen Huai walked to the living room on the first floor, and just as he poured himself a glass of cold water, he inexplicably found himself at the nanny's room where Su Nianhe lived at the end of the corridor.

The closer you get, the clearer the smell becomes, and you can even hear faint sounds coming from inside.

Shen Huai's hand, holding the water glass, froze in mid-air.

A rich, sweet fruity aroma wafted out through the crack in the door, filling the air.

The wooden door to the nanny's room was warped and could not be closed tightly, leaving a gap about two fingers wide.

Shen Huai stood outside the door, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy.

Bathed in the bright moonlight streaming through the window, the scene inside the room was laid bare before his eyes.

Su Nianhe was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to the door.

What comes into view is a back.

Her back was incredibly beautiful, and her shoulder blades rose and fell slightly with her movements, like a butterfly about to take flight.

She lowered her head and wiped her arms with a towel.

She was completely unaware that a pair of eyes were watching her from outside the door.

The sweet fruity aroma in the air was so strong that it seemed to waft straight into Shen Huai's nose.

Shen Huai stood outside the door, his tall body stiff as iron.

His gaze was fixed, and he even forgot to breathe.

Blood rushed to his head, and the suppressed heat he had been suppressing erupted completely at that moment.

He remembered that she had taken a shower. What was she doing in the room in the middle of the night?

Moreover, the sweet fruit scent was very strong at this time, and he could smell it clearly even standing here.

Shen Huai gripped the doorknob tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He staggered back a step, his chest heaving violently.

It always hides behind that glass bottle, that sweet, fruity scent...

All the clues came together at this moment.

Shen Huai finally understood that it wasn't just body odor; there must be other issues involved.