novelraw Chapter 111 Are you really going to imprison me?
Chapter 111 Are you really going to imprison me?
Shen Yi's arrogant words only earned him a mocking chuckle from Su Qiu, "Hmm, Mr. Shen is really impressive~"
Shen Yi was speechless, caught off guard by the "impressive" comment. He snorted, then abruptly turned his head, his back to her.
"Don't underestimate me."
"Underestimating?" Su Qiu leaned slightly closer, her tone even more sarcastic.
"You used to be played like a dog, a complete fool, and now you've learned to talk big?"
Shen Yi turned around abruptly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face flushed red.
"That's not my fault! It's because of the show..."
The words caught in his throat; he abruptly shut his mouth, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes.
I almost blurted out "plot control"!
He secretly glanced at Su Qiu, his heart pounding with anxiety.
If she were to realize that she already knew about the plot manipulation and that she was the villain in a book...
They also knew she was a mission taker, and that her goal was to save herself.
Now that she knows, will she feel that the mission is accomplished?
Will they just turn around and leave?
I can't say it, absolutely I can't say it!
Seeing him suddenly stop and looking so nervous, Su Qiu frowned.
"Why?"
Shen Yi coughed lightly, his gaze drifting elsewhere, and deliberately raised his voice:
"Anyway, I won't do anything stupid again!"
I'm not weak; you have to trust your boyfriend's abilities!
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, trying to appear reliable.
Seeing his stubborn yet flustered appearance, Su Qiu couldn't help but laugh and reached out to pinch his cheek:
"Really? You little fool."
"You're the stupid one!" Shen Yi slapped her hand away, turned his face away angrily, but his ears turned red.
……
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a small villa covered in roses. The moment the engine was turned off, a faint fragrance of flowers wafted into the air.
Shen Yi followed Su Qiu out of the car and looked up at the house in front of him.
The off-white exterior walls are paired with dark green shutters, and colorful daisies are planted in the small flower bed in front of the door.
A wooden flower rack was set up on the second-floor terrace, with vines hanging down.
It swayed gently in the wind, and was much more exquisite than the villa they had lived in before.
"You have good taste." Shen Yi whistled, deliberately leaning closer to Su Qiu and lowering his voice.
"I would be very satisfied if you imprisoned me here."
Su Qiu was unbuckling her seatbelt when she heard this, so she turned her head and looked at him with a hint of amusement in her eyes.
She didn't say anything, but walked a few steps to Shen Yi and naturally put her hand on his shoulder.
But her fingertips were not behaving themselves, sliding down along the shoulder line.
Are you satisfied with this place, or satisfied with me imprisoning you?
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand on his shoulder suddenly sank down and precisely pinched Shen Yi's pectoral muscle.
He even deliberately used a bit of force.
"Hmm!"
Shen Yi tensed up as if he had been scalded, his cheeks flushed red, and even his ears turned pink.
He hadn't expected Su Qiu to be so direct; he was both angry and embarrassed, and raised his hand to slap her hand.
"You shameless woman!"
Su Qiu refused to let go and instead pinched it even harder.
Through the thin shirt, I could feel the firm muscle lines beneath my fingertips.
"Answer me."
She smiled like a cat that had just stolen some cream, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Shen Yi's flushed face.
"I……"
Shen Yi became even more flustered under her gaze and grabbed Su Qiu's wrist, trying to pull her away.
However, he was no match for Su Qiu in terms of strength.
This woman has always been incredibly strong.
"Let me go..."
The mischievous hand remained motionless; instead, due to his struggle, its fingertips inadvertently brushed against him again.
"Stop fooling around..."
Shen Yi's voice was slightly breathy, so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground.
But Su Qiu just grabbed him and half-dragged him into the villa.
When passing by the flower bed.
A daisy was blown away by the wind and landed right on Shen Yi's reddened earlobe.
He raised his hand to pick it, but Su Qiu suddenly let go and gently plucked the petals off for him, her fingertips brushing against his earlobe, leaving a slightly cool sensation.
"Let's go, let's go in and see your 'prison's place'."
Su Qiu turned and walked towards the door, her steps light and quick, and she even deliberately turned back to smile at him.
Shen Yi stood there, clutching his chest, watching her retreating figure, his face still burning red.
After a few seconds, he let out a muffled groan, quickly followed, muttering to himself:
"Who wants to be imprisoned by you... you filthy scoundrel..."
The sound wasn't loud, but it was carried to Su Qiu's ears by the wind.
She smiled, took out her keys, and opened the door, thinking to herself:
This insincere behavior is actually quite cute.
A voice suddenly popped into my mind; it was the system notification from Little Western Paradise:
"You're not the host, are you really going to imprison the villain?"
I saw his face was as red as a tomato just now, and his lips never left his mouth. He seemed quite happy about it.
Is this considered imprisonment for someone who willingly took the bait?
Su Qiu's fingertips paused for a moment, and she replied absentmindedly:
"What do you know about bad data?"
She pushed open the villa door and watched as Shen Yi awkwardly turned his face away, pretending to look at the scenery, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes.
"It's just romance between us."
Xiao Xitian rolled his eyes in his mind, sneered, and cursed mercilessly:
"Two idiots."
Su Qiu ignored it, turned around and closed the door, locking it with a "click".
Shen Yi turned around abruptly, his eyes showing a hint of panic at being caught red-handed:
Why did you lock the door?
"I was afraid you'd run away." Su Qiu walked up to him, reached out and hooked his tie, gently pulling him towards her, her tone tinged with laughter.
"After all, I finally managed to 'bring' him back, so I have to keep a close eye on him."
Shen Yi's face began to burn again, but he remained defiant:
"Who's going to run away... I just think the flowers in this yard aren't growing very well."
"Oh?" Su Qiu raised an eyebrow. "Then what kind of flowers do you think look good? I'll have them changed tomorrow."
"I……"
Shen Yi was stumped. He knew nothing about flowers; it was just an excuse he made up on the spot.
Seeing his embarrassed expression, Su Qiu couldn't help but laugh. She loosened her tie, turned around, and walked towards the living room.
"Alright, come in. Don't just stand at the door. I'll be living here from now on."
Shen Yi paused for a moment, then quickly followed, muttering to himself:
"What are you laughing at..."
Little Xitian hummed in Su Qiu's mind:
"Look how red her face is, she probably wishes you would swallow the key before she would feel at ease."
"Romantic? I think that's just silly."
Su Qiu didn't reply, but watched Shen Yi awkwardly looking around the living room, her smile deepening.
Some things can't be explained to this broken system.
It only understands data and plot; it has no idea about the subtle sweetness in people's hearts.
Su Qiu sank into the sofa, looked up at Shen Yi standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a half-smile playing on her lips:
"I'll have a custom-made pair of handcuffs and leg irons made for you, and lock you onto this big bed."
Shen Yi suddenly turned around, the shadow of the curtain falling on his face, half in light and half in shadow.
He stared at Su Qiu, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone carried a barely perceptible tension:
"You really intend to imprison me?"