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Shen Zhilie's hands were slightly cold, and Ye Qianqian shrunk back.

It seemed that Shen Zhilie also felt it, because he moved his hands back, then held her waist and lifted her up.

Ye Qianqian let out a shriek, but before she could react, she was thrown onto the bed by Shen Zhilie.

Since there was no one living in the room, the sheets, quilts, and pillows had all been put away somewhere else. There was only a mattress left on the bed.

Ye Qianqian thought it was kind of strange, but Shen Zhilie didn't notice. He leaned against her, his fingers running through her hair as he kissed her gently.

"Mmm..."

Ye Qianqian twisted and turned her head to the side, gasping for breath. "We should make the bed first," she said.

"Oh..." Shen Zhilie was a little reluctant to do so.

Shen Zhilie was unwilling to stand up, so Ye Qianqian gently pinched him on his waist.