Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Shen Zhilie’s sudden action shocked Ye Qianqian to her core. Her eyes shot open. She exclaimed in surprise, “What the f*ck! Shen Zhilie, are you mad?”


  Shen Zhilie did not make a sound. He simply opened the door and walked out.

  Ye Qianqian wasn’t in a position to struggle. She wanted to cry.

  “Good sir, please put me down,” she said. “I promise I’ll walk on my own. Can’t you at least allow me to first change my clothes?”


  Shen Zhilie glanced at her and discourteously stated, “Wouldn’t it have been much easier if you were this cooperative from the beginning?”


  He put Ye Qianqian down. She quickly scrambled back into her room.

  Shen Zhilie watched her back as she disappeared. With a snort, he commented to himself, “She seems energetic enough to me. Hm, she indeed has the mettle of a cockroach.

  After approximately 15 minutes, there was still no sign of Ye Qianqian.

  Standing outside, Shen Zhilie felt that something was amiss and called out, “What are you doing inside?”


  No reply came from inside. He stood up from the couch and knocked on her door. “Ye Qianqian!” he called out.

  The sound of footsteps could be heard inside. Just as Ye Qianqian opened the door, Shen Zhilie felt a wave of heat hit his face.

  Ye Qianqian’s face was flushed red. One look at her was enough to tell that she was in a pretty bad state.

  She had changed her clothes and was now wearing a convenient and comfortable tracksuit. It was short-sleeved. The material looked very thin. Her shoes were half on, and her eyes were half-closed.

  When Shen Zhilie saw the state that Ye Qianqian was in, he reached his hand out to touch her forehead. It was frighteningly hot. This was definitely a high fever. She wasn’t fooling around.

  He furrowed his brows. In a tone that permitted no objection, he said, “Come on. You’ve never had a very high IQ to begin with. I don’t want this fever to turn you into a complete idiot. It’ll be even harder for you to get married then!”


  “D*mn you, Shen Zhilie, can’t your words be a little more pleasing to the ear?” Ye Qianqian pushed him hard. “Seriously, intelligent women like me are a rare breed nowadays!”


  Shen Zhilie looked at her in disdain and asked, “You? Intelligent?”


  Ye Qianqian was utterly vexed. She stood with her hands at her hips. Before she could say another word, Shen Zhilie pulled her aside and stepped right into her room.

  She panicked and asked, “What are you doing?”


  Without a word, Shen Zhilie headed to her cupboard and retrieved a thin coat from inside. He draped it over Ye Qianqian’s shoulders and said, “The weather is a little chilly today. Wear an extra layer. Let’s go.”


  That statement made Ye Qianqian swallow the words that she had been about to spit out.

  As she was dragged out by the arm, her eyelids felt heavy. She didn’t possess much energy, and she suddenly didn’t feel like walking.

  Ye Qianqian crouched down on the ground and weakly said, “I feel like vomiting.”


  Shen Zhilie looked at her and replied, “Vomit on that side. We’ll continue walking when you’re done.”


  “Nothing’s coming out,” she said.

  “Let’s just continue.” Shen Zhilie stepped forward and scooped Ye Qianqian up in his arms. “Sleep for a moment. We’ll be there soon.”


  That sudden action brought Ye Qianqian’s heart to her throat. Shen Zhilie was a person who was very particular about hygiene, and he smelled really clean. This scent was unlike that of perfume or that of other men. The scent was hard to describe, but it was very pleasant and comforting.

  Moreover, Ye Qianqian had never imagined that Shen Zhilie would be so strong. He didn’t seem to have to exert himself when carrying her.

  Her temperature was increasing. Her eyes began to blur, but she continued staring at Shen Zhilie the whole way.

  Shen Zhilie seemed to feel a little discomfited and asked, “Why are you staring at me that way? Have you fallen in love with me?”