After Ye Zhiwei finished speaking, she realized that she had said something pointless again. She blushed and her heart was beating fast under Jiang Jianian's gaze. Jiang Jianian looked like a cold and handsome young man, dressed in cool colors. He seemed to prefer monotonous colors, but this seemingly cold young man's eyes were full of emotions, and his Adam's apple bobbed, making him very sexy.

Sexy.

Ye Zhiwei dared not look at Jiang Jianian; her heart was pounding.

Behind her was a door, a hard, solid door. In front of her was Jiang Jianian, whose body, which he maintained through regular exercise, was also hard. She felt even more shy, and she didn't even need Jiang Jianian to tease her; she was already too shy to look at him.

But he still wouldn't let her go.

His lips were warm, whether unintentionally or intentionally, brushing against Ye Zhiwei's earlobe. She could clearly feel the temperature, burning hot, just like the way he looked at her. This seemingly casual kiss quickly made Ye Zhiwei's ears turn red.

Her heart was beating even faster, as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

Jiang Jianian could feel it. He touched Ye Zhiwei's clothes. Ye Zhiwei was wearing a light blue striped shirt, and the buttons were slightly undone because of Jiang Jianian's actions. She was also wearing a tank top underneath, which was a little damp. The heat and Jiang Jianian's actions made her feel dry, so Ye Zhiwei's neck was covered in sweat. The sweat rolled down, making the tank top under her shirt slightly damp.

The places Jiang Jianian touched became even hotter, and his heartbeat became increasingly erratic.

"My heart is beating so fast," Jiang Jianian suddenly said.

Ye Zhiwei wanted to retreat, but there was no way out.

“It’s even faster,” the boy said again.

Ye Zhiwei was slightly out of breath; her heart was beating too fast. She hadn't done any exercise at all. As her breathing became heavier, Jiang Jianian's actions became even more outrageous.

Ye Zhiwei held Jiang Jianian's hand, saying somewhat nervously, "It will look strange if we don't go out for too long—"

She had barely finished speaking when her phone rang in her pocket.

Jiang Jianian handed the phone to Ye Zhiwei. It was Ji Shuli calling! Ye Zhiwei was startled and didn't want to answer, but the phone kept ringing. She pushed Jiang Jianian to answer it, "Cousin?"

"Little cousin, Uncle asked me to ask you to bring the tea leaves over too, so we can make tea or something. I was thinking I could just grab them when I came over, but I can't find them in the kitchen."

Ji Shuli said he couldn't find it, but it seemed he had discovered something. He was about to open the kitchen, which Jiang Jianian had already locked.

"Why was it locked? Isn't this supposed to be the kitchen? I've walked around most of the area, but I can't find it, and I haven't seen any of you either." Ji Shuli asked again, "Where are you all?"

Ye Zhiwei: It's right behind the door you're desperately trying to open.

Ye Zhiwei gestured for Jiang Jianian not to cause trouble, took a deep breath, and said nervously, "Ah, cousin, please look again, please look again, it's impossible that it's not there. I'm cutting fruit right now, the first floor isn't very big, you can find it anywhere, if you really can't find it, just call me, okay?"

Ye Zhiwei was making a phone call in one hand, while pushing Jiang Jianian away from her with the other.

She gets incredibly nervous whenever he gets even slightly close, her heart practically pounding out of her chest. Now that Ji Shuli is calling, Ye Zhiwei is worried about being discovered, so she can only use this method to temporarily create distance between them. Unexpectedly, although Jiang Jianian cooperates and doesn't get any closer, he doesn't give up. He actually reaches out and grabs Ye Zhiwei's hand, which she's trying to push away, and then they interlock their fingers intimately.