When the book "How to Get the Girl Next Door to Look at You More Than You" was pulled out, Meng Zhao finally lost his temper and slapped the book directly onto Shen Qinghe's face: "If you actually follow what's in the book, I guarantee you'll be locked up in jail in a few days."
As Meng Zhao picked up the last book, Shen Qing suddenly lunged at her, pressing her hands firmly against the book, refusing to let her open it. Meng Zhao frowned, "What's so shameful about this?"
Shen Qinghe shook his head, a pleading look on his face. "Don't look anymore. I know I was wrong. I'll burn all these things later, okay?"
Meng Zhao pried his fingers open and finally saw the gold-embossed title of the book, which read "Eighteen Styles of Soul-Hooking". Upon opening it, he found it to be innovative, with not only text but also illustrations. However, for Meng Zhao, who was used to "real combat", it was still too childish.
What truly shocked her were the explicit descriptions in the book; the level of explicitness between the lines would likely have been censored on the internet in later generations.
Just as Meng Zhao was about to continue reading, Shen Qinghe suddenly reached out and covered her eyes, her voice pleading, "Please don't look..."
Meng Zhao slammed the book shut and sneered, "You won't let me see? I see you've studied this very thoroughly. No wonder everyone in the capital says that Young Master Hua Zhang is both talented and handsome, attracting the hearts of countless young ladies. It turns out he's put in a lot of effort behind the scenes!"
Shen Qinghe, who had just acted like a child who had done something wrong, suddenly became anxious upon hearing this: "I swear, I've only used these on you! I... I just wanted you to fall in love with me too."
"So, should I thank you?" Meng Zhao said sarcastically, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Shen Qinghe's clothes, which had come undone during the earlier scuffle, revealing a large expanse of skin. She frowned and turned her face away: "Hurry up and put your clothes back on!"
Shen Qinghe dared not disobey, so he picked up the belt on the table and tied it. Taking advantage of this moment, Meng Zhao piled up all the books he had just collected, picked them up and left. Shen Qinghe was disheveled and could not chase after him for a while. When he hurriedly tidied himself up and chased to the front of the Meng residence, Xiao Chuan stood in front of the door with a troubled look on his face.
"Brother Shen, please don't make things difficult for me. Sister Meng said that you can't go in without her permission."
Shen Qinghe frowned: "Then go in and inform them that I have something important to discuss with them."
Xiao Chuan shook his head with a bitter face: "Sister Meng specifically instructed me when she came in that I absolutely couldn't let you in, so I really had no choice."
Shen Qinghe stood in front of the Meng residence, looking at the tightly closed gate, and could only sigh helplessly before turning and leaving.
At this moment, Meng Zhao was sitting in the study, looking at the books she had taken from Shen Qinghe, wondering what to do with them. In any case, she couldn't let them stay in his hands any longer. After all, she knew her own nature; she was only slightly less lustful than greedy. If she let him continue studying, she would eventually lose control and actually touch them.
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