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The warm breath brushed against Rong Qiâs face, causing her heart to flutter, and her cheeks gradually grew hot.
âThis is getting a bit too closeâ¦â Rong Qi thought.
Xu Yi chuckled softly and quickly lowered the partition, exchanging meaningful looks with the driver.
The driver was utterly speechless, wondering what Xu Yi was so excited about. He really wanted to punch him.
As the partition lowered, the atmosphere in the back of the car instantly turned enchanting.
Rong Qi felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat. Because when Ye Nanshen was having one of his episodes, his complexion was as pale as porcelain. His beautiful eyes curved slightly, his figure graceful, and he exuded an indescribable charm.
âLittle Qi, it seems like youâve never tried to please me,â Ye Nanshen said.
Tears welled up in Rong Qiâs eyes and she said, âUm⦠Well, tearing apart villains isnât a bad way to please youâ¦â
âKiss me,â Ye Nanshen interrupted Rong Qi.
Rong Qi widened her eyes and stammered. âWh-what did you say?â
âHow could he say something so shameless!â Rong Qi thought.
Ye Nanshenâs expression grew more displeased. He squinted his eyes and said, âDonât make me take the initiative.â
Rong Qiâs face was twisting into a very ugly expression. She thought, âCould it be that Ye Nanshenâs skin thickened by a degree every time he had an episode?â
Rong Qi bit her lip and lowered her gaze, feeling incredibly flustered.
âYou donât want to?â Ye Nanshen asked. His handsome face held a trace of mockery, and he gradually released Rong Qiâs hand. He sat up straight, and his extraordinarily handsome figure was cast in a shadow, tinged with a faint sense of loss that was heartrending.
âDamn it!â Rong Qi cursed in her mind and gritted her teeth. She closed her eyes and quickly leaned in to kiss Ye Nanshenâs face. Then she promptly retreated, her face so hot it could barbecue.
Rong Qi pretended to look out the window at the scenery, but her mind was already in chaos. She was fighting off several wild thoughts running amok. She pinched her legs, which were trembling due to nervousness, and forced herself to calm down. But the more she calmed down, the more the image of her kissing Ye Nanshen popped into her mind, causing her blood pressure to skyrocket even more.
Ye Nanshen observed Rong Qiâs little movements from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his lips curved slowly upward. He thought, âI see, Rong Qi was more receptive to gentleness than forcefulness.â
Ye Nanshen pulled Rong Qi closer to him, making her lean against him. His large hands held her waist, and his tempting gaze locked onto hers. He said, âLittle Qi, I, Ye Nanshen, can do anything. As long as you behave, 1â11 give you everything.â
Rong Qiâs heart raced faster.
After returning to Clearcreek Mansion, Ye Nanshen immersed himself in his study to handle his work, with Rong Qi accompanying him.
While Ye Nanshen worked, Rong Qi either drew something or read, and they didnât disturb each other, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
The drawing Rong Qi had started on that day was just the preliminary sketch. She opened it on the computer, made some touch-ups, and then began coloring.
Suddenly, Rong Qi remembered something. She took out her phone, sent a few sets of practice questions in the Class 7 group chat, and tagged all the members, instructing them to complete the questions within two days. She wanted to assess their abilities.
Unfortunately, aside from Lu Qi, no one in Class 7 responded to her. Rong Qi furrowed her brow, saved her drawing, opened a website, and entered a string of code. As a result, the members of Class 7 went into a frenzy again.
Rong Qi wrote, [The lock will be removed after you finish the questions. Donât think about doing them for others, and donât answer recklessly. Iâm watching.
If you donât want your phones to malfunction, do the questions properly.]
The members of Class 7 were crying for mercy. They wanted to defy Rong Qiâs orders, but they couldnât outwit her. They believed they were the most miserable group of people in the world.
Huang Hao and others couldnât take it anymore. He said, âNing, come up with a solution! This witch is too brutal. She freezes our phones with a single word. 1 canât stand it!â
Han Ning pressed his lips together and said, âYou just have to endure it. Iâm no match for her.â
Han Ning hadnât forgotten the incident where the computer almost got fried. The technical prowess of Ms. Seven was better than he had anticipated..