Ye Zhiwei finally understood why some guys could be sexy even when they were restrained.

He was so close, his voice somewhere between a boy and a man, much deeper and more resonant than the cool and clean one he had in high school, a little deeper, a little lower, a little more magnetic, and also slightly hoarse with desire.

She could hear his slightly heavier breathing, a kind of panting that made Ye Zhiwei's imagination run wild, and her ears turned red from the boy's breath.

Ye Zhiwei's heart was racing, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Jianian didn't continue. He maintained his distance again, holding the key to unlock the door, but his fingertips still lightly touched Ye Zhiwei.

“This one is also platinum,” he suddenly said. “When you gave me that necklace, I was thinking that if it were made bigger, you would have a hard time getting it off. If I changed my mind and wanted to do something to you, you wouldn’t be able to get off at all.”

As he spoke, he had already inserted the key into the small hole of the handcuffs.

With a click, the handcuffs opened, and Jiang Jianian took Ye Zhiwei's hand in his, their fingers intertwined. The young man stared at her and continued, "But I can't bear to part with her."

Ye Zhiwei was stunned and didn't react, letting Jiang Jianian hold her hand tightly.

By the time she realized what was happening, Jiang Jianian had already released Ye Zhiwei, and the handcuffs had fallen onto the bed.

Jiang Jianian stood up.

He straightened his pajamas, and Ye Zhiwei took the opportunity to secretly take the handcuffs and hide them under her pillow.

Jiang Jianian noticed her subtle movements, of course.

As soon as Ye Zhiwei looked up, he was standing there looking down at her.

"This thing... is quite dangerous, it's not suitable to take it out and play with it all the time. I'll keep it safe for you for now," Ye Zhiwei explained awkwardly.

"This is for you." Jiang Jianian gave Ye Zhiwei a deep look and said meaningfully, "You can use it later."

Ye Zhiwei: ? ? ?

"No, we won't need it!" Ye Zhiwei immediately denied. "We will definitely not need it in the future."

"Okay." Jiang Jianian chuckled lightly, going along with Ye Zhiwei's suggestion. He bent down slightly and ruffled Ye Zhiwei's hair as if teasing a little doll, and said in a low voice, "Then we won't need to, be good."

Ye Zhiwei: ? ? ?

From the moment that thin veil was lifted, from the moment Jiang Jianian restrained himself and gave Ye Zhiwei the power of judgment, Ye Zhiwei thought she could henceforth be arrogant and spoiled.

She felt she should be in a superior position and should be able to rise from slavery to prominence, but why did she always feel like she was being bullied for no reason?

What exactly went wrong?

Why does she always feel like she's not only being teased, but also being bullied?

Ye Zhiwei was speechless and silently began to straighten her dress.

"You didn't seem to eat much tonight," Jiang Jianian suddenly said. "Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"

Just a second ago, Ye Zhiwei felt that something was wrong, but the next second she immediately got out of bed and looked at Jiang Jianian with longing eyes, "I'm hungry, I've been hungry since yesterday. I've been looking forward to it for so long, and you scolded me as soon as I got back."

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but complain.

There was a hint of grievance in her complaint, and even a touch of coquetry.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault." Jiang Jianian lowered his head slightly and asked earnestly, "So, Ye Zhiwei, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Miss Ye's status has risen several times over, transforming her from a timid experimental lab rat into a precious national treasure-level panda.

Jiang Jianian went downstairs.

Ye Zhiwei followed her downstairs.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Jianian asked, and Ye Zhiwei immediately started carrying food like a little hamster.

The refrigerator is almost empty, and the contents are on the countertop.

Ye Zhiwei looked at Jiang Jianian, her eyes sparkling as if they were shining.

Jiang Jianian abruptly looked away. It was obvious that letting Ye Zhiwei make a choice was a huge mistake. Apart from the initial fear and confusion, Ye Zhiwei had already begun to adapt to the status of being pursued by someone who could take advantage of her, very quickly.

"It's so late, let's eat something easy to digest, how about noodle soup?" Jiang Jianian could only make the decision for Ye Zhiwei.

Greedy Miss Ye was not very satisfied. She hadn't eaten much that night, and the shock she had just received from Jiang Jianian had left her feeling extremely hungry, so hungry she could practically devour a whole cow.

“If you can still eat, I’ll make another dish, until you can’t eat anymore.” Jiang Jianian had already washed his hands.

Ye Zhiwei nodded.

Jiang Jianan began processing fresh shrimp by blanching them to remove the fishy smell and marinating them with lemon juice and salt.

Then place the soft tofu on the table and cut it into small pieces with a knife. Each cut is very precise, and each piece of tofu is almost the same size.

Then Jiang Jianan began peeling the tomatoes.

Ye Zhiwei had no idea how Jiang Jianian had managed to peel the ripe tomatoes while she was looking down at her phone for a few seconds. When she looked again, the tomatoes had been peeled, but the fibers on them were not damaged at all. They looked as perfect as works of art.

So, did Jiang Jianian really use all of his superb surgical skills on cooking?

The tomatoes were also chopped and sautéed in a pan until fragrant. Then, marinated fresh shrimp were added. On the table next to it was a thick bone broth that had been simmering for half the afternoon, which was now boiling again and poured into the pot.

Before the tomato soup changed color and boiled, Jiang Jianian took advantage of the break to start frying tender tofu and poaching eggs.

Finally, add the noodles to the rich tomato soup, then turn them upside down and cook them. After cooking, add scallions, and finally, add the poached egg to the pot.

The tomato noodles were ready. Jiang Jianian had just ladled out the broth and placed it on Ye Zhiwei's table when Ye Zhiwei began to eat them, still steaming hot.

Tender shrimp, soft-boiled eggs, rich broth, and the sweetness of tomatoes—Ye Zhiwei ate a bowl of noodle soup in one go, and then a second bowl.

Jiang Jianian rested his chin on his slender, fair hand. He didn't touch his chopsticks, but just watched Ye Zhiwei eat her second bowl of noodles.

Seemingly remembering something, he went back to the kitchen, cut the peaches, mangoes, and watermelons into chunks, washed the grapes, raisins, and peas, placed them in a fruit bowl, and took them out.

After Ye Zhiwei finished eating two bowls of tofu, tomato, and shrimp noodles, she wiped her mouth with a tissue. Jiang Jianian had already come out with a fruit platter.

"Are all these fruits for me?" Ye Zhiwei was surprised to receive such thoughtful and attentive service even away from home.

Jiang Jianian responded. Ye Zhiwei looked at her hands, which had been splattered with fruit while eating noodles. She took a clean tissue to wipe her hands, but unexpectedly, Jiang Jianian fed her fruit directly.

Ye Zhiwei caught a glimpse of the glistening, tempting black grapes out of the corner of her eye, and without thinking too much, she actually followed Jiang Jianian's hand and ate a grape.

I only wanted to eat grapes, but I accidentally touched Jiang Jianian's fingers.

Unaware that Jiang Jianian looked at Ye Zhiwei with a strange expression, Ye Zhiwei withdrew her hand and did not feed her a second time.

He didn't want anything else to happen.

"There's a little bit on it." He couldn't help but wipe Ye Zhiwei's lips with his thumb. After wiping them clean, Jiang Jianian forced himself not to look at Ye Zhiwei and said in a low voice, "Ye Zhiwei, it's late, you should go to sleep early."

"Is there grape juice on her lips?" Ye Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then immediately took out her phone, turned on selfie mode, and checked herself again. Unexpectedly, when she looked up to look for Jiang Jianian after checking, there was only a fruit plate left on the table, and Jiang Jianian had already disappeared.

Ye Zhiwei: Isn't this just flirting...flirting and then running away? ? ?