Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Shen Jin seemed oblivious to her unease, continuing his massage without stopping or saying anything.

This actually made Lin Zhiyao, who was extremely ashamed, feel a little more relaxed.

With a flushed face, she wondered if what happened just now was normal?

Shen Jin's palms were burning hot.

Her slightly cool skin began to feel hot, and the heat quickly rose upwards, making her feel a little strange.

I can't quite describe how I feel.

It's hard to even tell if it's uncomfortable or comfortable...

Lin Zhiyao bit her lip.

They had no idea how alluring she looked, with her almond-shaped eyes glistening with moisture, her dark hair partially obscuring her rosy face, and her slightly parted red lips revealing her pearly teeth and a hint of pink tongue as she breathed out.

Shen Jin's Adam's apple bobbed as he watched, and even his pants felt tighter.

She was extremely petite and thin, with delicate and soft calf muscles. Shen Jin could easily pinch her with his open palm, which perfectly enveloped her, arousing a strong desire to control her.

In addition, her skin is delicate, and because she has been kept indoors for many years and rarely goes out, it has become even more delicate. Shen Jin can leave a light red mark with just a little force.

Extremely Beautiful.

Shen Jin's hands, which were massaging her, stopped at the middle of her thigh, pressed briefly, and then did not move upwards further.

Lin Zhiyao couldn't see the finger marks left by Shen Jin all over her legs.

The spot where the last faint red mark disappeared looked extremely ambiguous.

"Turn it back," Shen Jin said.

Lin Zhiyao slowly turned over, her soft cheeks flushed with a light blush, her nose tip was pink, and she was even sweating.

She stared at the ceiling with her unfocused eyes, her breathing a little faster than before. Several obvious wrinkles appeared at her waist and abdomen where her pajamas were pulled up, revealing her soft, slender, and fair thighs.

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes were half-closed, and her almond-shaped eyes were watery as she looked in the general direction of Shen Jin's location, but she still couldn't see anything clearly, only a rough outline.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she had just been brutally abused.

"Dr. Shen..."

Lin Zhiyao's voice trembled slightly. She couldn't quite describe her feelings; they were strange, and her lower abdomen ached a little. But she was too embarrassed to speak of it. She bit her lip and held back for a long time before finally managing to say, "Is there anything wrong with the examination?"

"No, we'll draw your blood later and send it to the hospital for testing."

Shen Jin stared intently at Lin Zhiyao, who was as beautiful and delicate as a begonia that had been ravaged by a torrential rain all night, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

Lin Zhiyao was taken aback. "Dr. Shen, do you have a cold?"

"……No."

Lin Zhiyao fell silent.

After a moment of silence.

Lin Zhiyao thought Shen Jin was preparing things for drawing blood.

But suddenly.

"My hair is messy."

Shen Jin reached out and brushed away the messy strands of hair that were covering Lin Zhiyao's face. His fingertips gently brushed against her cheek, feeling a slight burning sensation.

Before she could instinctively turn her head to dodge, he casually withdrew his finger.

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled, and she stammered, "Ah, um... thank you, Dr. Shen, but you can remind me next time, I... I can do it myself..."

She had never been treated so kindly before, and her defenses crumbled unconsciously.

But remembering that Dr. Shen was ultimately invited by Gu Yuanshao, Lin Zhiyao always managed to hold back when she couldn't help but place all her trust in him.

Lin Zhiyao fell silent.

At this moment, Shen Jin suddenly grabbed her hand again, just as she instinctively tried to pull away.

He suddenly tightened the grip between his fingers, firmly fixing her wrist in his palm.

"Don't move, Miss Lin. I'm going to draw your blood now. Once that's done, today's checkup will be over."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyao relaxed her grip on the ground as she tried to pull away.

Almost the instant she stopped moving, Lin Zhiyao felt a chill on the back of her hand.

A slightly pungent smell of alcohol wafted over, followed by Shen Jin's gentle reassurance: "It will hurt a little, but it will be over soon."

"Ah, um, umm..." Lin Zhiyao didn't expect Shen Jin to comfort her like a child, and she was so shy that she wanted to curl up and bury herself in the quilt.

Shen Jin quickly finished drawing three vials of blood.

"You haven't had a physical exam in a long time, so it's best to get all the tests done. You look a little anemic, so it's normal to feel slightly dizzy."

As Shen Jin spoke, he took out a cotton swab or cotton ball and pressed it onto the bleeding wound.

Lin Zhiyao could clearly feel the strength with which he held her hand.

Dr. Shen's hands were very large, much larger than hers, and Lin Zhiyao had no doubt that he could hold both of her wrists with one hand.

Dr. Shen's palms were extremely hot, and when they enveloped her, they seemed to melt her hand, yet the force with which he held her was very light, as if he were handling something extremely precious and fragile.

Lin Zhiyao couldn't see clearly and could only perceive the world through her senses. At this moment, she was focused on touch, so it wasn't until Shen Jin had been holding her hand for a long time that she suddenly realized what was happening. "Ah, I'm sorry, Dr. Shen, I was just distracted. You can stop the bleeding by pressing on it yourself. It's too much trouble for you."

Shen Jin stared at Lin Zhiyao with his fox-like eyes, taking in all her changing expressions.

"It's okay."

Shen Jin kept his voice soft and gentle, as if he were deliberately playing the role of a gentle beast in front of his prey, who was completely unaware of this.

"You can't see clearly, and you won't even notice if the cotton swab is misaligned, so let me hold it down. It'll be fine."

Shen Jin spoke gently and considerately, but he did not loosen his grip on Lin Zhiyao's hand at all. Instead, he held her small hand tightly with a force that made it even harder for her to break free, and his fingertips gently scraped her palm a few times, bringing a slightly tingling and itchy sensation.

He felt a great pleasure as Lin Zhiyao trembled slightly in his palm.

What an adorable reaction!

His fiancée.