He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 137 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

"Shen Que!"

Wen Yan was the first to walk out of the examination room. Her eyes were bright and she smiled. When she saw Shen Que waiting at the exit, she couldn't help but run towards him.

Shen Que was stunned.

Wen Yan stopped and waved her hand in front of his face: "Distracted?"

The sweet potato in her pocket had a faint, sweet aroma. She switched hands and hooked her arm around Shen Que's clothes, tugging at it slightly.

Shen Que came back to his senses, his deep eyes encompassing all her shadows, reflecting all the joy in her eyes.

"Sweet potato, hot."

He was never good with words, preferring to do rather than talk. At this moment, his eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly and decisively picked up the sweet potato.

Shen Que pushed the cart for a while, and only stopped the cart, straightened the seat, and climbed onto the seat after Wen Yan had eaten the last steaming sweet potato.

His legs are long and straight, and he can easily put his feet on the ground while straddling the car, with even some room to spare.

Wen Yan carefully sat in the back seat and consciously put her cold little hands into his pocket, where the sweet potato was still warm.

"Did the exam go well?"

The man pedaled slowly, and the wind passing through the gaps didn't make her feel cold.

The long, deep voice came over, giving her a sense of peace and tranquility.

"It's alright, it doesn't seem too difficult."

Wen Yan was very confident; aside from anything else, she was exceptionally good at studying.

These random, out-of-order numbers didn't stump her.

Shen Que fell silent again, nodding to himself and humming in response, his tone neither happy nor unhappy.

He was riding a bit too fast, and Wen Yan hid behind him, her bangs blowing in the wind.

She held him tightly, burying her fair face in his dark gray cotton jacket, and hissed, telling him to slow down.

When they arrived home, it was already getting dark. Grandma Shen was having trouble walking and wasn't feeling well. She was sitting in the main room with a blanket over her legs.

Upon seeing the person, he trembled as he threw off the covers and slowly walked away with a cane: "You're back? Did your exam go well?"

Wen Yan ran to Grandma Shen's side, helped her up, and nodded vigorously.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Grandma Shen felt relieved and said a few words.

This feeling lingered until after dinner, and I even went to sleep with a pout.

Xiaoyan is a sensible person, and she would be genuinely happy if things could be even better.

It's just a pity about the mistress.

Grandma Shen turned over, sighed, and drifted off to sleep.

As for the two main characters she mentioned, they were still locked in a stalemate in the room.

"You warmed my blankets yesterday, why can't you do it today!"

Wen Yan lifted the covers, revealing most of the sheet, and squatted on the newly changed thick quilt, staring at him: "What, are you still trying to avoid suspicion?"

Shen Que, who silently got up this morning to pour cold water on himself, fell silent.

"We just changed to thicker blankets, and there are three thermos flasks..."

"You go."

Wen Yan turned her back and covered her ears, looking like a shameless scoundrel who wouldn't listen.

"I'm just cold. If you leave, I'll... I'll kick off the covers at night, and if I catch a cold, I'll just sniffle while I'm doing my exams."

Shen Que rubbed his temples helplessly and slowly moved over to lie down on the bed.

Looks like I'll have to take a cold shower again tomorrow morning.

After the lights were turned off, the room was pitch black. He found Wenran's cold feet and nestled them between his legs, embracing her slender body, and felt a continuous flow of warmth.

"You were very proactive tonight."

The hug was too tight; I wasn't used to it at first.

She struggled, but couldn't break free, so she simply lay peacefully in his arms, raising her head to look at his tightly closed eyes and his face that wasn't relaxed at all.

"Didn't you say you were cold?"

Perhaps it was Wen Yan's gaze that was too intense, or perhaps he had long wanted to open his eyes and see her lying obediently in his arms, looking up with her bright, watery eyes, staring at him without blinking.

I've dreamt of this scene countless times.

Every time I wake up, my pillow is empty, leaving me with a sense of loss.

Now he sees it.

The feeling is coming.

The man quickly distanced himself from her, and a lot of cold air seeped in through the gaps.

Wen Yan shuddered, her face blank.

"What are you doing?"

She moved an inch closer, and Shen Que silently moved an inch away.

It's still drafty.

??

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Wen Yan hugged Shen Que's arm, and he froze for a moment, unable to relax for a long time.

"If we back down any further, we'll fall."

She was offering a friendly reminder.

Shen Que moved his body, which had been partially displaced, back a little bit.

Why are you avoiding me?!

Wen Yan poked him repeatedly, unable to understand what he was trying to do.

As if remembering something, she narrowed her eyes, her expression carrying a hint of demanding an explanation: "You're two miles away from me, huh? Don't you like me anymore?"

That's true, isn't it said that guys in love can't control themselves?

Shen Que, isn't he controlling this a bit too well?

They are very proper; if they say they'll sleep with you, they simply mean they'll sleep with you; if they say they'll warm your bed, they simply mean they'll warm your bed.

We just chatted under the covers.

Wen Yan couldn't help but doubt her own charm.

"Or... are you not good enough?"

Indeed, a man cannot stand hearing others say he is incapable, even someone as composed as Shen Que.

With a dark expression, he moved his entire body onto the bed and, not stopping there, pressed his tall frame against Wen Yan, pinning her between the wall and his burning chest.

Wen Yan met Shen Que's deep gaze, which was like that of a hunter slaying its prey, through her hazy vision. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a strange thrill.

Shen Que held her tightly, his face grim as he leaned forward, his voice low and hoarse.

"Do you think I'm up to the task?"

Silence, long silence.

Wen Yan subconsciously pushed away the hot, irritating object, and then felt Shen Que's eyes turn crimson and his gaze seem almost tangible.

She was stunned.

It seems she pushed something she shouldn't have!

Wen Yan swallowed hard, and her two fair and delicate hands suddenly stretched out from under the covers in a gesture of surrender.

Shen Que's gaze was too sharp and scorching. Under the cover of darkness, his frenzied possessiveness was unleashed, relentlessly sweeping over her body.

Wen Yan felt like she was about to die.

"I have an exam tomorrow, you can't..."

Her watery eyes trembled slightly as Shen Que's burning kisses landed on her cheeks, between her brows, and at the corners of her mouth...

The terrifying aura was laid bare.

Only in the dark, without any light, would he tear off a little bit of his disguise and release a tiny bit of the possessive demon within him.

"Wait, wait, Shen Que... I have an exam tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I won't touch you."

His voice was almost completely hoarse, almost unrecognizable.

is it?

Wen Yan swallowed hard, her throat dry.

It would be more convincing to remove your hand from your waist...

In the end, Shen Que did nothing but stare at her all night.

The rough hands around his waist lingered all night.

Wen Yan suspected that his fingerprints had been imprinted on the soft flesh of her waist.

So the next day, except when she was writing the test paper, she spent the whole day worrying about her back.

Phew, all the exams are finally over.

Wen Yan put down the exam paper that she had checked several times and chose to hand it in early, becoming the first candidate to walk out of the examination room.

She took her small bag from the doorway, rummaged through it, and found everything there.

So he held the notebook in his palm, intending to give Shen Que a surprise.