Chapter 74 Can't I live here too?
Shen Li immediately wanted to say no.
However, considering Lu Yanchuan's personality, Shen Li did not answer immediately.
"Let's apply the medicine first."
Shen Li emerged from the area encircled by his arms and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Yanchuan had no intention of pushing his luck.
Shen Li opened the ointment box and took out a cotton swab.
Turning my head, I saw Lu Yanchuan taking off his shirt.
He had his back to us, his dark shirt unbuttoned, the collar slipping down from his shoulders to his waist, revealing his muscular shoulders, back, and waistline.
It's not the kind of muscular, bulging lines, but rather the smooth lines of muscle contours that are visible as you move.
The warm white light from the work lamp on the workbench fell on his smooth, pale skin.
It's perfect.
The only flaw was the red rashes on his shoulders and back, which looked like blemishes on a perfect canvas.
Shen Li was inexplicably angry, and her steps quickened as she walked towards the rash, wanting to quickly eliminate it with medication!
"sit down."
Shen Li's voice came from behind him. Before Lu Yanchuan could turn around to look at her, she pressed his shoulder down and made him sit on the stool.
Lu Yanchuan's gaze faltered slightly, but then his brows relaxed and he remained still.
The cooling ointment, wrapped in a cotton swab, was applied to the itchy red rashes.
But it didn't seem to relieve the itching. Lu Yanchuan hadn't paid much attention to the itching of the rashes before.
Now, as Shen Li moved the cotton swab back and forth on the rash, it made Lu Yanchuan feel even itchier, almost as if by illusion.
"Alright." Shen Li looked at his back, which was covered in ointment and he couldn't put on clothes, so she subconsciously leaned forward and blew on it.
The intention was to let the ointment on his back dry quickly so that he could get dressed and leave.
However, when the cool breeze blew onto Lu Yanchuan's back, the muscles in Lu Yanchuan's shoulders and back instantly tensed up.
He turned to the side, his handsome eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in them, as he stared intently at Shen Li.
Shen Li felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. "What's wrong?"
Lu Yanchuan asked the same question he had asked before, "Can't I stay here too?"
Seeing that the medicine had been applied, Shen Li shook her head and said, "No."
Shen Li picked up his shirt and handed it to him, calmly saying, "You should go back and rest early."
Lu Yanchuan neither moved nor spoke, but gazed at her quietly with deep eyes.
Shen Li knew Lu Yanchuan's personality; if he really stubbornly stayed put, she couldn't possibly carry him out in a princess carry.
So you can only stroke it in the direction of its fur.
"I'll take you downstairs. You like that nut cake, right? I'll pack it up for you to take home. Next time I'll make a lower-sugar version that looks better for you."
Perhaps it was one of those words that pleased Lu Yanchuan.
Although his gaze remained deep, he showed no sign of stubbornly staying put and took the shirt she offered, putting it on.
He said, "Oh? When?"
"Let's wait a few days, until I finish working on my entries for this competition."
When Shen Li noticed that his shirt collar wasn't turned up properly, she acted faster than she thought and reached out to turn it up for him.
Only after doing this action did they realize how intimate it was for the two of them.
She quickly withdrew her hand, and when she looked up, she met Lu Yanchuan's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
She escorted Lu Yanchuan all the way to the studio entrance and stuffed the bag containing the cake box into his hand.
"Where's the driver? Can he drive in?" Shen Li asked.
But Lu Yanchuan waved his hand casually, "Don't worry, I'm leaving."
Shen Li saw him turn and walk into the misty rain, the raindrops wetting his hair.
Under the dim yellow light of the streetlights, in the misty drizzle.
His back was bathed in a soft light, making him appear inexplicably lonely.
As Shen Li watched his departing figure, she couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart. Perhaps there was a fleeting sense of reluctance, but she didn't dwell on it.
He closed the door and went to work.
As soon as I walked in, I saw the flower made by pressing my fingerprint on the workbench.
Shen Li stared at it for a moment, but instead of refining its shape, she sat down at the workbench, took the tools, and began to shape the 'flower'.
The phone vibrated slightly on the workbench. Shen Li, who had no hands, glanced at it and saw the summary on the lock screen.
The sender... was Lu Yanchuan.
Shen Li stared intently, only able to make out the brief first sentence—"Remember to burn that flower."
Shen Li glanced at the petal she was carving in her hand and replied with her mind—"I know, I know."
A short while later, the phone vibrated again.
Shen Li initially thought it was another message from Lu Yanchuan, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a text message, not a WeChat message.
The sender's number was saved in her phone under the name Ji Linzhou.
Shen Li was startled and almost broke the petals with a mishandling motion, so she quickly put the mud flower down.
Ignoring the dirt on my hands, I unlocked my phone and opened the text message.
Ji Linzhou: [Good evening, have the visitors left?]
Upon seeing this message, Shen Li's first reaction was to look around suspiciously.
What's going on?
Did this guy install a security camera here?
Before Shen Li could reply, another message came through.
Ji Linzhou: [There are no security cameras in the studio, so don't worry.]
Shen Li was even more worried. What was going on? There were no security cameras in the studio, so did they install cameras in her head? How could he know her thoughts?
Ji Linzhou finally gave an answer.
Ji Linzhou: [It's because I happened to see you when I was seeing the guest off.]
She reacted quickly at that time, but Ji Linzhou still saw it.
I wonder if Master has seen this.
Shen Li's hands were covered in mud, making it troublesome to reply to messages, so she simply dialed back by phone.
The call was answered very quickly.
"Good evening, Mr. Ji," Shen Li said.
Ji Linzhou's voice came from the other end of the line, "Good evening."
Shen Li: "The visitor has already left. I'm sorry, I didn't ask you if you couldn't bring visitors."
Ji Linzhou: "There is no such rule. I also brought visitors with me."
After a few seconds of silence, Shen Li couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "I saw it earlier, but I didn't expect you to know Master Zhong Shaoyuan."
Ji Linzhou chuckled softly on the other end of the line, "Why wouldn't I have thought of that? Shen Li, didn't we meet at the Zhong Shaoyuan exhibition in Luocheng?"
“You…” Shen Li was somewhat surprised. She was wearing a mask at the time, and she didn’t expect that Ji Linzhou would be able to recognize her.
Ji Linzhou could hear the surprise in her voice, but his voice remained calm and unhurried, still carrying a hint of a smile.
"And of course I know Mr. Zhong, he is my great-uncle."
"Grandpa?" Upon hearing this, Shen Li thought about the surnames of the two people and tried to sort out their generation in his mind, but found that he couldn't figure it out.
So he asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, but what kind of grandfather is this great-uncle?"
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