The distance between the sofa in the living room and the computer desk was actually very close. It was at most three meters. However, Lady Zhou had taken five solid steps to cover this distance of three meters. It wasn't that she was pretending to be a virtuous lady, but her brain was frantically thinking about what method she could use to better vent the anger in her heart!
She walked behind Qu Sen and stood still. Her sharp eyes suddenly looked at Yue Peng, who was sitting next to Qu Sen and looking at her with a frightened expression. She immediately put on a straight face and said coldly, "What are you looking at? There's something on my face!"
Yue Peng was shocked by the roar. He quickly shifted his gaze to the monitor and refused to move an inch.
"Qu Sen, it's been hard on you. You came to eat and you still have to help me clean up the computer." After Lady Zhou roared at Yue Peng, a smile suddenly appeared on her face and her tone became unusually gentle.
"It's okay, it's convenient." On the surface, Qu Sen's tone was very casual, but in his heart, he shuddered, and goosebumps began to appear on his arms.
"You've been sitting in front of the computer for so long. Are your shoulders tired?" Zhou Li's tone was still gentle. However, Yue Peng faintly shivered.
Because in his peripheral vision, he saw Great Demon King Zhou gently rubbing his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger with the pad of his left thumb. The three neatly trimmed and beautiful fingernails were on the tips of his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger.
"I'm not tired. It's only been a while." Qu Sen's tone was still calm. However, perhaps because the room was a little hot, his forehead, especially his hairline, was a little damp.
Zhou Li didn't say anything else. When a "gentle" smile appeared on his face, his unusually white hands were already on Qu Sen's shoulders …
Qu Sen vs Zhou Li, round? Three — — ready?
go！
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Women were very interesting creatures. When they first met a strange or unfamiliar man, they would be cautious and defensive. Whether it was out of a defensive mentality or out of modesty, they would instinctively reject and avoid all physical contact.
As time went by, her understanding of the man deepened. When she realized that the man wasn't harmful to her, the woman's guard would gradually weaken. However, she would still be reserved.
After that, there might be some opportunities that would allow the two of them to have simple physical contact. And it would be best if it was caused by the woman's carelessness, and the man would be the passive recipient. Once this happened a few times, the woman's sense of modesty would constantly weaken.
As time passed, if the man didn't do anything that made the woman wary or uncomfortable, some simple physical contact between the two would become very natural.
Of course, there were two possibilities. One was that the woman had a bad impression of the man. If a woman hated a man from the bottom of her heart, let alone touch him, she wouldn't even raise her hand to hit him.
The other was when the woman had developed feelings for the man. In this case, the rhythm would be disrupted and things would slide in an unpredictable direction.
As for Zhou Li's feelings for Qu Sen, strictly speaking, she didn't have a bad impression of him. After all, except for the "technical kill" of Zhou Li when Qu Sen seized the gun during the drill, he had never violated Zhou Li. Not verbally, not physically.
Most of the time, the two of them were just fighting.
Coincidentally, Zhou Li was a proud person. She had always been very confident in her wisdom.
But since the first time she met Qu Sen, she had always been at an absolute disadvantage, whether it was in a battle of strength, a battle of wits, or a battle of words. This made her very uncomfortable and unreconciled. Therefore, she would seize every opportunity to seek a counterattack and completely destroy the arrogance of a certain "bastard".
However, Zhou Li didn't realize that as the two of them got along, her sense of defense and modesty had unknowingly faded.
In terms of defense, except for the "technical kill" of her that time, Qu Sen had never done anything similar to or suspected of violating her, nor did he verbally.
This made Zhou Li subconsciously know that Qu Sen would not hurt her.
As for modesty, Qu Sen and Zhou Li didn't have much physical contact, but it lasted for a long time. From the time Zhou Li fell in the puddles and hammered Qu Sen twice out of shame and anger, and then was carried by him all the way, Zhou Li's sense of modesty had been rapidly declining.
When she subconsciously slapped Qu Sen in the library, her action was very skillful and smooth. Today, the two of them met at Jiang Mei's house, which could be regarded as Zhou Li's home ground.
Being in the home ground, she naturally had more confidence. In this case, Zhou Li's courage unconsciously grew.
When she walked towards Qu Sen, her mind was full of thoughts about how to vent her anger and anger. As for whether the method was inappropriate or easy to lead to ambiguity, it was not within her scope of consideration.
When it came to venting anger and anger, there was no more direct way than doing it yourself and causing physical pain to the other party.
Pinching, scratching, and even biting were the most common means of attack used by women. Of course, Zhou Li and Qu Sen weren't close enough to rush up and scratch, bite, and scratch. The remaining modesty in Zhou Li's subconscious mind wouldn't allow her to do that.
Therefore, she chose a more technical way — massage.
At this time, in Yue Peng's eyes, his godsister's face was gentle, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. However, her hands kept moving on Qu Sen's shoulders, which made people's hearts jump.
Because of excessive force, the joints of her ten slender fingers were in an abnormal state, and the veins on the back of her hands and forearms were becoming more and more obvious.
As for the fingertips of her ten fingers, they had basically sunk into the flesh of Qu Sen's shoulders. Moreover, she didn't give up and was still working hard to explore. Looking at his posture, it was as if he was gouging his entire finger into his flesh.
At this moment, not only did Uncle Qu's face look normal, but his hands, which were operating the mouse and keyboard, didn't seem to be affected at all.
But … why was there sweat on Uncle Qu's forehead? Was the room very hot?
Yue Peng subconsciously wiped his forehead with his hand. When he saw the sweat on his palm, he nodded in his heart. "Yes, the room is indeed very hot."
Yue Peng was very smart. From his godsister's series of expressions and actions after entering the room, he had already deduced that she and Uncle Qu had a "grudge". Now that he saw Uncle Qu being attacked "inhumanely", he was worried that he would be implicated, so he instinctively wanted to escape.
However, before his butt could leave the chair, he thought about it again. This Uncle Qu had amazing abilities and would definitely be of great use in the future. Not only did he teach him how to play the game of hide-and-seek, but when his mom came back just now, she even took the initiative to help him hide it.
Uncle Qu was so kind to him. If he ran away, wouldn't he be a bit disloyal?
After repeatedly weighing and struggling in his heart for a long time, Yue Peng finally said to his godsister tentatively, "Um, sis? Um, why don't you rest first, I'll help you … "
Before Yue Peng could finish speaking, he saw Zhou Li's gaze shoot towards him like lightning. After a faint glaring cold light flashed through her eyes, her lips moved slightly. "Da Peng, sis has a question to ask you."
"Ah, you … you ask."
"Why do you call him Uncle Qu and call me sis?"
"…" The sweat on Yue Peng's forehead seemed to have increased. After he rejected several answers that appeared in his mind, he decisively said, "Um, aiya, I haven't finished my homework yet. Hurry up and do it. Um, go do your homework. "
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