Chapter 1064: Chapter 1064: Touch Whatever You Like—It’s All Yours

Yin Mo stood up and snatched the sticky note, and upon seeing the handwriting on it, her ears instantly turned crimson.

——Second Sister, the latest ultra-thin grainy style, everyone says it’s good after using it, use it as you like, our family has plenty.”

Signature: Xia Lao Wu.

Yin Mo had never experienced such an awkward moment.

She never would have thought that Xia Lao Wu had tucked two boxes of condoms into the ointment he sent her.

Yin Mo awkwardly crumpled the sticky note into a ball, awkwardly trying to explain, “It’s not what you think, it’s grainy pills.”

He Chen licked his lips and sank down onto the sofa, and then… he pulled out a condom from under the cushion with two fingers and examined it repeatedly, “Hmm, the pills developed by Huanxia are quite unique.”

“Ah!” Yin Mo exclaimed as she snatched away the condom and hurriedly tossed it into the trash bin, “You came over without saying a word.”

He Chen lazily leaned back on the sofa, leisurely raising an eyebrow, “Did I disturb your good time?”

Yin Mo felt completely uneasy, opened the floor-to-ceiling window to get some air, wrinkled her brow, and muttered, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

How was she supposed to know that the black frosted box contained such items, and so unfortunately, He Chen saw it.

Yin Mo couldn’t help but be annoyed, thinking she should have opened the box in the bedroom.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from behind.

Yin Mo’s breath tightened, and as she turned, she bumped into He Chen’s embrace.

The scent on the man was fresh, with notes of shower gel and aftershave.

Looking up, Yin Mo finally spoke after a long pause, “Why did you bring a suitcase over? Are you going out?”

He Chen’s tall figure stood before her, looking down at her flushed ears, pointing at them, “Since you don’t want to go to the Purple Cloud Mansion, I’ll move over to accompany you.”

What’s the difference?

On second thought, Yin Mo realized there was a difference.

She didn’t go, so he willingly compromised to come to her.

Instead of continually overbearing her wishes.

Yin Mo recalled Li Qiao’s words, you don’t need to accommodate anyone.

But at this moment, from He Chen’s actions, she could sense accommodation and indulgence, and maybe even… importance and intimacy.

She looked at He Chen’s chest heaving beneath his collar and bit her lip, “Wouldn’t it be too much trouble…”

“I don’t mind the trouble,” He Chen squinted his eyes, squeezing her cheek with a dangerous tone, “Try getting rid of me?”

When the man gets proactive, he’s irresistibly alluring.

Yin Mo couldn’t help but smile, she liked He Chen’s approach, it gave her a direct feeling of being indispensable to him.

“I won’t chase you away.” She smiled faintly, speaking boldly, “Take off your clothes first.”

He Chen reacted instantly: “…”

Damn!

Sometimes He Chen felt like Yin Mo was sent by heaven just to torture him.

It’s one thing for her to have low emotional intelligence, but she speaks without thinking.

With over twenty condoms scattered on the sofa, and she just casually asks him to take off his clothes.

Is she trying to kill him!

He Chen held onto the window frame with one hand, glancing elsewhere, then gestured to his own shirt, “You do it.”

At the sound, Yin Mo wasn’t slow, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and tugging at the hem to lead him to the sofa.

He Chen obediently followed her, sitting down steadily, appearing entirely at her disposal.

Finally, he dramatically asked, “Baby, should the pants come off too?”

Yin Mo shot him a side glance, continuing to rummage through the medicine bottles, “Not for now.”

He Chen smirked, pulling out a condom, twirling it on his fingertips, “Baby, I thought…”

Before he could finish, even with an emotional intelligence score of 29, Yin Mo could catch the underlying meaning.

Yin Mo picked up a bottle of ointment, looking at He Chen calmly, “Can’t you be serious for once?”

It’s natural for men to be lecherous, yet he seemed to have no taboos around her, was it a habit or the same with everyone?

He Chen’s smile faded slightly, crossing his ankle over his knee, speaking intriguingly, “Captain Yin, men only act proper around women they aren’t interested in, is that what you want?”

Yin Mo thought this was a crooked explanation!

But she couldn’t refute it, as it seemed somewhat reasonable.

Yin Mo pursed her lips, sat down beside him, brushed aside his shirt covering his chest, and gently applied the ointment on his scars, “This ointment can remove scars, also a special remedy for external injuries, twice a day, remember to apply it.”

He Chen looked at her, his tone straightforward and blunt, “Can’t remember!”

“Then I’ll remind you.”

He Chen: “…”

He gritted his teeth, forcing a few words through them, “Will it shorten your life to apply medicine for me every day?”

Yin Mo helplessly nodded, “Alright then, I’ll apply it for you.”

He Chen glanced at her coldly, “Would it trouble Captain Yin too much?”

“No, I’m free anyway.”

He Chen closed his eyes, resting the back of his head against the sofa, the 29-point emotional intelligence really hurt in unseen ways.

A few minutes later, Yin Mo wiped her hands with a tissue, looking at the scar on He Chen’s chest, then leaned down to blow on it.

At such a close distance, by lowering her gaze slightly, she could see his defined six-pack abs, with two more v-lines extending below the belt.

Such a good physique.

Yin Mo’s eyes flickered and she naturally reached out to poke them, causing He Chen to let out an unconscious low groan.

The atmosphere was ambiguous yet awkward.

He Chen maintained a composed demeanor, raising his brow to ask Yin Mo, “Do you like abs?”

Yin Mo sat back properly, sneaking another glance, objectively commenting, “They’re quite nice to look at.”

He Chen’s chest and abs, unlike those with overly twisted bodybuilding muscles, were well-proportioned and aesthetically pleasing, Yin Mo believed she was simply appreciating them.

Then, He Chen tugged at his belt, teasing lightly, “Seems like… Captain Yin hasn’t seen a man’s abs before?”

“I have.” While organizing the medicine bottles, Yin Mo said, “Old Third and Old Fourth, Xiao Yehui also had them before his hand got injured.”

He Chen licked his cheek, half-smiling, “You’ve really seen quite a bit!”

Yin Mo seriously thought about it, “Indeed quite a few, Third Brother Li and Brother Lih probably have them too, though I haven’t looked closely.”

Still intending to look closely?!

He Chen took a deep breath, “Have you felt them too?”

Yin Mo shook her head, “No, that wouldn’t be appropriate.”

The words ‘not appropriate’ slipped out, and He Chen quickly seized the point.

This woman likes men’s abs!

He Chen playfully curled his thin lips, then silently took off his shirt.

Yin Mo had just sorted out the medicine bottles, and turning around, found the man shirtless on the sofa, smoking.

With the shirt removed, his upper body muscle definition was exposed completely.

Yin Mo reluctantly moved her gaze away, “Why did you take off your shirt?”

“It’s hot!” He Chen held a cigarette between his lips, propping his forehead with one hand, “Baby, there’s also a wound on my back.”

Yin Mo’s attention shifted, she turned to him, frowning slightly, “Let me see.”

He Chen sat up straight, slowly turning his broad shoulders, and Yin Mo looked closely, “Where is it?”

The distance was so close, all her breath showered upon the man’s robust back.

He Chen guided her step by step, “To the right, higher up.”

Yin Mo moved her little head in the direction he indicated, bit by bit, then suddenly, her wrists were grabbed and yanked forward by the man, causing her to lean against He Chen’s back.

In this position, Yin Mo’s chin rested on the man’s right shoulder, with her hands firmly pressed against his abs.

He Chen turned his head, pecking at the corner of her mouth, “Feel free to touch, it’s all yours.”

Yin Mo couldn’t break free, only maintaining that posture, urging him to let go with a flushed face.

He Chen didn’t release her, raising an eyebrow with a warning, “Yin Mo, you’ve seen and felt them too, haven’t you?”

Yin Mo explained, bothered but patient, “I’ve never touched anyone else.”