Shen Zhilie was indignant as he said, "Besides, what's wrong with living together? It's not like we're sharing a bed! We haven't done anything! What the f*ck do we have to be scared of?"
Upon hearing that, Ye Qianqian's face bizarrely began to heat up.
Her eyes widened as she looked at him. Under the dim streetlamp, her complexion took on a suspicious red hue.
"Furthermore, even if we were sharing a bed, what's the big deal? You're not married, and neither am I! Even if we did end up together, it would be a reasonable and natural development!"
"You…" Ye Qianqian was at a loss of what to say to rebut him.
Shen Zhilie's eyes were opened wide too. He bent over slightly and lowered his body as he eyed her suspiciously. Frowning at her with a strange expression, he asked, "Are you blushing?"
Ye Qianqian was unsettled at having been scrutinized so closely. She raised her leg to kick him as she yelled, "Scram! Blushing? Over my dead body!"