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Chapter 1887

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Shen Zhilie's palm was a little cold, and Ye Qianqian shrank back.

Shen Zhilie seemed to have sensed it too. He retracted his hand, held her waist, and lifted her up.

Ye Qianqian gasped. Before she could react, Shen Zhilie had placed her on the bed.

Because no one was staying in the room, the bedsheets, quilts, and pillows had been put away. There was only a mattress on the bed.

Ye Qianqian felt a little strange, but Shen Zhilie didn't feel it. He pressed his body against hers, ran his fingers through her hair, and kissed her lightly.

"Mmm …"

Ye Qianqian squirmed and turned her head away. Panting slightly, she said, "Make the bed."

"Yeah …" Shen Zhilie was a little reluctant.

Ye Qianqian gently pinched his waist, and Shen Zhilie reluctantly stood up.

There were clean bedding in the cabinet. After Shen Zhilie removed it, Ye Qianqian took it from him and opened the dustproof bag.

Shen Zhilie removed the dustproof cloth from the other furniture in the room. After that, both of them were quite busy.

After much effort, they finally finished making the bedsheets, putting in the quilt, and pillows. Ye Qianqian was covered in sweat.

There was heating in the north. Ye Qianqian hadn't even taken off her down jacket since she entered the room.

After busying himself, his face was flushed red from the heat.

She unzipped her jacket, but it was still hot.

She took off her sweater, leaving only a white, tight-fitting, long-sleeved T-shirt on her upper body.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a pair of ferocious eyes in the mirror not far away.

Ye Qianqian made up her mind. As soon as she turned around, she was pounced on.

"Mmm!"

Ye Qianqian reached out her hand, but before she could struggle, she was pressed down on the bed.

Shen Zhilie bit down on her mouth like a wolf. His big hands moved up and down.

Just as he lifted the hem of Ye Qianqian's shirt, she heard a knock on the door.

Ye Qianqian's eyes flew open. She made up her mind and pushed Shen Zhilie hard.

Shen Zhilie looked at the ceiling helplessly and sighed. He straightened his clothes before standing up to open the door.

Old Mrs. Shen stood at the door and looked at Shen Zhilie. "It's time for dinner."

"So early?"

Shen Zhilie began to suspect that the old lady was deliberately there to cause trouble!

When Old Mrs. Shen heard that, she snorted and said, "It's getting late. It's already 5: 50 p.m. If it weren't for the fact that I don't think you can finish in ten minutes, I wouldn't have come to call you."

Shen Zhilie was stunned when he heard that. His face darkened as he asked, "Grandma, what the hell are you up to this time?"

Ye Qianqian, who was hiding in a corner, blushed when she heard that.

"What can I do?" The old lady snorted. "I just saw that you guys stayed in there for so long. You must not have finished cleaning up the house. You can't finish it in ten minutes. You can clean up after eating."

Shen Zhilie was speechless. He had thought …

Ye Qianqian's face turned even redder. She shut her eyes tightly and looked embarrassed.

Damn it …

She thought the old lady knew what they were doing. How embarrassing!

Shen Zhilie pursed his lips and replied, "Got it. Let's clean up a little longer."

"Hmph, hurry up."

After saying this, the old lady turned around.

Ye Qianqian had already put on a sweater. When she looked in the mirror, she realized that her lips were a little swollen.

She licked them a few times and rubbed them. She tried to look as natural as possible.

"It's time for dinner."

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