Bab 1711: I’ll Squash You to Death

She braced herself for the pain and quickly sat down in the bathtub in one motion. She turned on the faucet. Warm water began pouring in.

Halfway through her bath, she heard the doorbell ring.

It was probably housekeeping.

After lingering in the bathroom for more than 10 minutes, Ye Qianqian slowly hobbled out.

The bed sheets had been changed, and the bed looked clean and neat.

Shen Zhilie was sitting on the bed. He was dressed in a pair of pajamas.

"Whoa! You're dressed conservatively!" Ye Qianqian teased as she let her hair down.

"Of course! A middle-aged lady came to change the sheets just now! Was I supposed to give her a peek too?" Shen Zhilie flipped the covers open and patted the empty spot beside him. "Come here," he said.

Ye Qianqian's body was feeling somewhat lifeless. She looked at his invitation warily and asked, "What are you up to?"