You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 380 - 369

"I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I left first. I'll also keep an eye on Yin Caiyu's issue and try to find a powerful Healing Superpower User."

"Oh, and by the way, I left the necklace for you. Don't take it off again this time."

Shen Mochen sat alone on the bed, listening to Catherine's messages on his phone. He touched the Cross on his neck and smiled slightly.

Last night, they had embraced each other in sleep and nothing much had actually happened, but that was also quite nice. Sometimes hugs and kisses felt more beautiful than the physical act between a man and a woman.

Now that they had parted, who knew when they would meet again?

However, Shen Mochen had told Catherine all his assets, which meant he had shown Catherine what compromises he was willing to make for her. And with Catherine's intelligence, she would definitely handle it properly.

They should meet again someday...

Shen Mochen got out of bed and suddenly felt dizzy, almost falling over.

"Ouch!" Shen Mochen managed to stand, supporting his waist with one hand.

Last night's Nine Stars in a Row had drained him, which was why he felt so hurt upon waking up. Shen Mochen slowly closed his eyes. Recover, recover, recover!

As a glowing green light burst from his body, Shen Mochen finally felt his spirits lift. He glanced down, adjusted his stance satisfactorily, and then got up to wash and brush his teeth.

"Oh, right, is Fuzi here?" Shen Mochen finished brushing his teeth, turned on the hot water, and casually called out.

No response.

"Is the perverted miss here?" Shen Mochen called out again.

"What do you need?"

Fuzi appeared slowly, with a dumpling in her mouth.

"You didn't leave after all." Shen Mochen didn't look up, just wiped his face with a towel.

"The Master asked you to help me restore my superpower." Fuzi quickly ate up the dumpling and gave Shen Mochen a strange look.

It wasn't exactly reverence, or trying to please, or being cautious, but it seemed a bit of all three.

"How do you want to recover?"

"The fastest way possible?"

"Do you want to kiss me?"

Fuzi didn't answer, she moved closer, held Shen Mochen's head, and then licked his lips.

"Don't get me wrong... it's just because your lips have the Master's scent..." Fuzi felt the power restoring in her body and licked her lips, "She kissed you before she left."

"I didn't say you couldn't kiss me, I just hope you would give me a heads up next time." Shen Mochen wiped his mouth and grumbled, "This is why I can't just tell secrets to anyone, otherwise I'll end up being shared like communal military gear…"

"Seeing that you're reluctant, do you want me to wear a layer of black stockings on my head next time when I kiss you?"

"I don't know what I have done to make you misunderstand me like this. First off, you wearing black stockings should be just fine on your legs, not on your head. Are you planning to rob a bank wearing that? Also, I merely like legs and feet, not necessarily in black stockings. White, flesh-toned, purple, gradient, or even barefoot is fine!"

"...I understand now." Fuzi nodded.

"What do you understand?" Shen Mochen nodded with satisfaction.

Fuzi stood upright, then bent one leg up slowly over her head, standing in front of Shen Mochen in a golden rooster-stands-on-one-leg pose. Before Shen Mochen could react to what she was attempting, Fuzi gently extended her foot towards him, her face displaying a hint of helplessness: "...lick it."

"What the hell do you think I am!" Shen Mochen was utterly speechless, and forcefully pulled Fuzi's foot down, feeling overwhelmed by her antics so early in the morning.

"You're seducing your own guy? Is that really okay!"

"Strictly speaking, I only serve my mistress, Catherine, not the Alexandrov family, so you're not my man."

Shen Mochen pointed to himself: "Then what am I?"

Fuzi thought for a moment, her head tilting: "Also a master?"

Shen Mochen paused for a moment, stepping back slightly, "You also want me to whip you?"

Fuzi pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and finally seemed to make up her mind, pulling a small whip from her waist and handing it to Shen Mochen with both hands.

"Don't be like that; I'm not interested!" Shen Mochen quickly waved his hands.

How do you carry a whip around like that? Can you not be so weird?

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"Oh..." Fuzi withdrew the whip, a spark of relief passing in her eyes followed by a touch of regret, "Actually, I'd rather be whipped by Mistress Catherine, but of course, if you're interested, I can accept that, too."

"Just hang in there, hang in there... When you meet Kajiena, I'll let you get whipped enough..."

Wait, why does that sound so weird?

"Master, if there's nothing else, I shall take my leave." Fuzi bowed slightly.

"Actually, I quite admire the arrogance you had before; could you go back to that?"

"That was just my attitude towards others; toward a master who can conquer me, I always maintain the utmost humility..." Fuzi bowed in a standard ninety-degree stance and slowly excused herself.

What the S, M duality, who do you take after!

Shen Mochen criticized internally but didn't dwell on it too much.

Last night, Catherine had mentioned giving Fuzi to him, and it wasn't merely in jest. Now, as Shen Mochen was in danger, the other party had already planned to leave Fuzi behind to protect him. As for helping Fuzi recover her power, that was only incidental.

According to Fuzi, last night in the hotel, including her, there were three Transcendents secretly guarding, but nobody had anticipated that a boy would possess such extreme power, so everyone was caught off guard and utterly defeated.

But those capable of mobilizing Transcendents for protection were extremely dangerous if they sought revenge. Now with Fuzi present, he could be somewhat reassured.

"Little Chén, when did you come back?"

Shen Mochen pushed open the door, ready to go out for breakfast, and happened to meet Cai Yuncui coming back.

"Oh, I came back last night. I heard the gas was fixed—no issues at all—so I just slept at home," Shen Mochen suddenly remembered the pajamas he took for Catherine last night, "Oh right, I saw your pajamas were blown to the ground on your balcony last night; they got a bit dirty, so I brought them back home to throw in the washing machine."

"That's okay, I can wash them myself!" Cai Yuncui said with a smile.

"I've already put them in the washing machine; I'll bring them back to you once they're washed!"

The incident of Shen Mochen eloping had been completely hushed up. Even those First Middle School students who knew what had happened had been warned by their families not to speak carelessly. So, even Cai Yuncui was unaware of the crazy actions Shen Mochen had taken the day before.

Thus, life went on as usual, and Shen Mochen found these days quieter than before—at least previously some families would occasionally obtain Shen Mochen's contact information and call him every now and then. Now, they avoided him like a plague, fearing they might also get involved.

That lasted until two days before his return to the squad when he received a call from Liu Chaoyan.