But you're at home with nothing to do.

So, besides exercising, watering the vegetables, and petting the dog, your mobile phone becomes an important form of entertainment.

Reading novels, watching short dramas, looking at beautiful women, looking at handsome men...

So when Nicholas caught you watching a muscular male anchor doing a suggestive dance, you lowered your head, feeling unusually guilty.

"Little Bear, let me explain, it's not what you think, I just..."

I was just looking at the so-called male bodhisattvas...

Looking into his dark eyes, you couldn't bring yourself to utter any more excuses.

Although you didn't have any particular intentions, you did swipe the card.

It's not that I'm attracted to muscles; after all, I've seen and even touched better ones.

The only problem is that those people show off so many different styles, and with the music, it's really eye-catching. So every time you see it, you can't help but stop and look, and then the big data keeps recommending it to you.

"I was wrong."

You should honestly apologize for your lack of self-control.

While you might just find it amusing, it would certainly be hard for Nicoto, who has a severe lack of security in this area, to accept.

Nicole didn't say anything, took your phone, went into the bedroom, and locked the door.

You know he's isolating himself to avoid hurting you, and you haven't pressed him for details. After all, people need to process their emotions before they can communicate effectively.

But hearing that muffled thud, like a pounding on a wall, coming from the room, you were still a little worried.

Inside the room, Nicoto pressed his fist against the wall; his ungloved hand was bleeding from the violent impact.

Even so, he didn't apply any extra pressure with his other hand holding your phone, so as not to damage it.

Rather, the reason he punched the wall to vent his emotions was because he didn't want to destroy the room you had carefully decorated and the items filled with your presence.

[Nicto, perhaps we should calm down and try to communicate with her.]

Gentle Bear tried to persuade him gently, but his hesitant tone clearly revealed his unwillingness.

[What's there to communicate! She's talking about why she looks at other men, saying those other men have better bodies and smoother, cleaner skin than us, and that she's tired of us!? I really want to gouge her eyes out so she won't look at other people anymore!]

The raging bear roared, and if he were in control of his body at that moment, he might have smashed a hole in the wall!

[That way she won't be able to see us either.]

The cunning bear spoke up to calm the yelling fellow, then analyzed the situation in a calm tone.

People need novelty. Angel is with us every day, and after getting used to it, we inevitably want to see something different.

[Indeed, Nikoto is always silent and unwilling to let us out; Angel must be tired of him.]

The gentle bear chimed in with eye drops, after all, since meeting you, Nikoto had never let them leave the 'door' even once, intending to monopolize you.

[Exactly! Even the **'s** techniques are just a few tricks, so old-fashioned. If you can't **get** Angel, she'll definitely complain! Nicholas, you useless piece of trash!]

Even the grumpy bear joined the attack, a truly rare united front.

Despite the annoying voices in his head, Nicoto remained silent and did not respond or refute them, seemingly falling into self-doubt.

And so, the devil's whispered seduction began.

[We're getting older and not as young as we used to be; we need to make changes to keep her and win her back!]

[Nicto opens her phone to see what she likes; we can try that...]

[Can those inexperienced little kids compare to us? She's right here among us...]

[Leave her to me, I'll send her to a brothel, so she'll never have room in her head again for those slutty, depraved men! She'll only see us...]

[You only ever argue with her, this time it's my turn...]

Half an hour later, Nicoto opened the door.

You turn your head immediately when you hear a noise, and then meet his smiling eyes.

“Angel, come here, let’s have a good talk.”

You can sense the change in him, but you're not sure if it's gentleness or cunning.

But you believe that whoever it is, he won't hurt you.

So she lifted her foot and walked towards him...

As soon as you entered the room, he pressed you down to sit on the edge of the bed and then drew the curtains, plunging the room into darkness.

Leave a small gap so that sunlight can squeeze in and bring a small beam of light.

He stands opposite you, turned away from the sunlight, and speaks in a calm tone.

"Angel, we will fulfill your wishes."

As he spoke, he bent down and placed the phone next to you.

You're confused. What does that mean? Does it mean you're allowed to watch videos of male idols?

But the next second, your hands are tied behind your back, and then a familiar tune suddenly starts playing!

Then, with a soft laugh, Nikoto straightened up.

His body moved in time with the music, his hands slowly brushing against his chest and abdomen, then one hand slipped up through his clothes, revealing a glimpse of his well-defined abs, while the other hand moved down...

Heading towards you, right in front of you, hips swaying to the rhythm, like a water snake undulating, or a cheetah pouncing!

Your expression right now is exactly the same as that wide-eyed, open-mouthed surprised emoji!

Then his lower hand slowly reached upwards, and finally he crossed his arms and took off his shirt!

This makes your cheeks burn. Even though you watch videos, you honest woman have never seen anything like this in real life!

Besides, he's your lover. If your hand hadn't been restrained, you probably would have stopped him long ago...

Yeah, right! You admit you still want to keep watching, hehe.

Especially when Nicoto pulls the belt out of your hand and holds it against your chin, his eyes looking at you with a disdainful gaze, your heart starts racing!

What male anchors or male bodhisattvas, what suggestive hip-twisting antics—none of them can compare to this arrogant godfather-like aura!

And just as you were marveling at it, the ribbon was already wrapped around your neck, and then Nicoto gently pulled you toward him.

Your nose suddenly pressed against his burning hot...

Above him came his arrogant yet cunning voice.

"You like it this way, don't you?"

You didn't speak, but your heavier breathing was clearly audible in the quiet room!

How cunning! This Nicholas is so scheming. It's a good thing he's not the main personality, otherwise you'd have to fight him every day.

His rough fingers touched the back of your neck, gently stroking it, bringing a dry, itchy sensation.

The itch then slowly moved upwards, brushing against your hair, catching the hair tie that held your hair up, and then you pulled...

Her tightly tied hair suddenly fell loose and was then covered by his large hand.

“Angel, I told you... we will fulfill your wishes.”

Later, you were no longer able to concentrate on thinking too much, but his words truly made you feel their sincerity.

Late at night, Nicholas whispers in your ear.

"Don't look at other people, we have so many types that you won't get bored."

"We'll learn what we like..."

The moon in the window sways, yet remains constant, accompanying the promises whispered in your ear.

Bonus Chapter: Keegan x You 1

Keegan: [Kid, there are too many people.]

You stand in a crowded airport, see this message from Keegan, and type a somewhat helpless reply.

[Perhaps it's due to the recent peak tourist season.]

Keegan quickly replied, followed by a photo of a long line of people and a rare complaint from him.

Keegan: [I'm a foreigner in your customs area and I really miss you. Does your reply have to be so cold?]

You see these words tinged with resentment and a smile appears on your face.

You've seen the changes in him; since your rebirth, his expressions have become much more straightforward.

And after you returned to China and separated from him for a year, he showered you with sweet words as if they were free.

You immediately send him a hug emoji to express your comfort.

[Dear Captain Keegan, just wait an hour, and you'll receive the most passionate hug and kiss.]

When it comes to charming men, you're at least a master, if not a king.

But if this man is with a young and beautiful woman, chatting and laughing together, that's a different story.

Although it was the girl who kept talking enthusiastically, Keegan simply smiled and nodded in response.

But if you know Keegan, you know that he only acts this way with people he's close to.

The girl had blonde hair and blue eyes, and her beautiful face radiated a confident and bright smile. Even in simple sportswear, her great figure was impossible to hide.

Keegan, on the other hand, wore a light gray loose sweater and black trousers, looking casual and refined, while his frameless glasses added a touch of husbandly charm to his appearance.

But the muscular arms revealed beneath the rolled-up sleeves also possess a contradictory wildness.

To outsiders, they looked like a harmonious and complementary couple.

As they drew closer, seeing their arms just centimeters apart and Keegan's gentle smile, the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes seeming to gaze at you with affection...

It felt like something had gently bumped my chest; it didn't hurt, just felt stuffy.

It's like forgetting to close the window on a rainy day, and the cool, damp air seeps into your bones, making you feel uncomfortable.

The hand holding the bouquet clenched unconsciously, and the outer wrapping paper made a slight sound, as if something had broken.

You slowly exhale, then stride towards the two people.

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