Shen Zhiyi lost her mind.

She not only pressed herself against him, but also, in a wave of intense pleasure, uncontrollably rubbed her cheek against his arm.

They pressed down on him more and more tightly.

Zhou Yushen's heart skipped a beat.

His meticulous thoughts, which he was so proud of, began to fall into disarray from this moment on.

I even started to panic.

He didn't understand her intentions.

He merely helped her stand up straight with trembling fingertips, then restrained himself and took a half-step back.

Shen Zhiyi was still immersed in the feeling from just now.

I didn't react for a moment.

He looked up in bewilderment.

Her eyes, like grapes, were clear and bright, staring at him as if they had been paused.

Zhou Yushen saw that her lips were slightly parted, and her rosy cheeks were flushed with a light pink, like a delicious, melting cream cake.

His breathing became heavier, and he suddenly turned around.

Her ears turned bright red.

"From now on, I won't avoid you anymore."

"You don't need to do this..."

He attributed her sudden closeness to the chick-like complex that came with her recovery from illness.

She was so naive, always so absent-minded.

From a very young age, I would unconsciously cling to my parents and act affectionately towards them; it was probably just a subconscious habit.

There wasn't much of a purpose.

He shouldn't have tried to understand her based on his own thoughts.

In her delirious murmurs, she said she hated him and was afraid of him, but now that she's awake, she's forgotten all of that.

Zhou Yushen felt both helpless and somewhat relieved.

fortunately.

Fortunately, she has a bad memory.

As long as he doesn't go too far, she shouldn't be afraid of or resist him anymore.

"Stay here for dinner tonight."

Perhaps, if they could return to their previous natural way of interacting, their relationship wouldn't seem so strange.

He turned and went downstairs.

Shen Zhiyi stared at his retreating figure, paused for a moment, and then gradually raised the corners of her lips.

He means...

Is he willing to give her a chance to get close to him?!

Shen Zhiyi recalled those days and nights that were particularly difficult to endure because of the recurrence of her skin condition.

Finally, there's a feeling of relief after all the hardship.

She took a step and chased after him.

"Brother Yu Shen, wait for me~"

...

While eating, Shen Zhiyi bit her chopsticks and secretly observed Zhou Yushen picking up food.

He moved slowly and methodically.

It seems that they were completely unaffected by what happened before.

"Brother Yu Shen, would you like some water?" She suddenly picked up the water glass on the table and handed it to him.

Zhou Yushen looked up at her.

Seeing the glimmer of hope in her eyes, he frowned in confusion.

"Need not."

"Would you like some soup?"

Shen Zhiyi immediately put down her water glass, picked up an empty bowl to serve him soup, and then quickly handed it to him.

Zhou Yushen: ...

"Here you go." Shen Zhiyi held the bowl with both hands and handed the soup towards him again.

Zhou Yushen felt strange, but still reached out to take the bowl.

Fingertips touch the white porcelain base.

Just as she had firmly grasped it, Shen Zhiyi's hand accidentally brushed against his slender finger bones as she released it.

A tingling, numbing sensation.

Zhou Yushen seemed to be electrocuted, and the lotus root soup in his bowl swayed twice.

He calmly put down the soup bowl.

His Adam's apple bobbed deeply.

Shen Zhiyi's reaction was even more exaggerated than his.

She let out a very soft sigh, then cupped her face in her hands, closed her eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Zhou Yushen frowned deeply, staring at her with some suspicion.

"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi looked up.

Her face was still flushed with an unnatural redness.

"N-nothing," she stammered, "It's just a bit too hot."

"Brother Yu Shen, is your air conditioner broken?"

She turned her head left and right, fanning her face repeatedly with both hands.

Zhou Yushen paused for a moment, then stood up.

"I'll turn it down for you."

He walked to the entryway, picked up the remote control from the cabinet, and adjusted the air conditioner.

Shen Zhiyi's eyes flashed.

He picked up a soup spoon and "accidentally" spilled it on his hand.

"ah!"

She exclaimed in surprise.

The soup spoon clattered onto the table.

"What's wrong?!" Zhou Yushen suddenly turned around, threw the remote control on the table, and strode over to see her.

"It's hot, it's hot..."

Shen Zhiyi gripped her left wrist and looked up at him pitifully.

How could you be so careless?

Zhou Yushen noticed that on her slender, fair left hand, there was a red mark from the scalding soup at the junction of her index and middle fingers.

His thick, dark eyebrows furrowed.

He took her hand, led her to the sink, turned on the tap, and rinsed her hands under the water.

His tall body was slightly bent.

He held her hand and checked each of her fingers one by one in the flowing water.

Shen Zhiyi pressed her lips tightly shut.

So comfortable...

It feels so good...

His fingertips were warm, but the water was icy cold.

Two completely different feelings swept through her mind like a storm.

Shen Zhiyi felt as if she were sitting on a cloud.

A cool, gentle summer breeze swept around her, making her feel as if her very soul was being caressed.

Are you feeling any better?

The deep, magnetic voice brought her back to her senses.

Shen Zhiyi opened her eyes.

Seeing Zhou Yushen's concerned expression, a sense of guilt, like that of a thief, welled up in her heart again.

The lotus root soup wasn't hot at all.

However, her skin is delicate, and it turns red easily when rubbed. Just now, when she was sprinkling soup, she took advantage of the heat to rub it a couple of times.

This is what makes it look a bit like a burn.

She didn't want to lie to him either.

But the feeling just now was too pleasurable.

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