CHAPTER 144: CHAPTER 144: A LINE OF YOUNG MASTERS

Rong Qingqing slowly raised her head and met Shen Jue’s murderous gaze, momentarily unsure whether she should be happy or upset.

Sometimes happiness comes accompanied by embarrassment.

"Rong Qingqing, are you a pervert?" Shen Jue stared at the person lying in his arms, "You’re getting more and more brazen."

"If I say it’s a misunderstanding, will you believe me?" Rong Qingqing pursed her lips, "It really is a misunderstanding."

"How long are you planning to stick around in my arms?" Shen Jue had no intention of listening to Rong Qingqing’s excuses.

Rong Qingqing hurriedly stood up and moved outside to explain.

"I knocked on the door just now, but you didn’t respond. I thought you were inexplicably angry again and deliberately ignoring me."

Rong Qingqing watched as Shen Jue lowered his gaze without acknowledging her, instead reaching out to adjust his slightly open robe.

Her eyes glanced at Shen Jue’s chest, then guiltily shifted away.

It was clear that Shen Jue’s gym time wasn’t wasted; she seemed to glimpse his abs just now.

"I tried the door, it wasn’t locked, so I came in and looked around the room, couldn’t find you, guessed you might be in the bathroom,

but there was no sound from the bathroom for so long, I got a bit worried, so I wanted to listen to check if you were calling for help inside."

Rong Qingqing spread her hands, "I had just put my ear to the door when you came out, so that’s how the misunderstanding happened."

Rong Qingqing looked serious, shaking her head, "I’m really not a pervert, I don’t have any interest in eavesdropping on people taking a shower."

"Ha, what a coincidence indeed."

Shen Jue mocked Rong Qingqing with one sentence; in any case, he hadn’t listened to a single word of her explanation.

Just now, she thought he didn’t notice her gaze?

Weren’t you quite pleased with the view?

Shen Jue emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, unconcerned as the water soaked his robe.

Hearing Shen Jue’s disbelief, Rong Qingqing stood there angrily with her hands on her hips.

"Why is your mind so dark? Can’t you be a little more optimistic?"

Rong Qingqing lifted her chin, "If I were a pervert, would I need to sneak around eavesdropping here?"

With a grand wave of her hand, Rong Qingqing’s commanding manner emerged instantly.

"If I, Rong Qingqing, wanted to see men, I wouldn’t do it sneakily—it’s so boring."

Rong Qingqing snorted, "If I wanna watch, I’ll go to the biggest hunk club, lineup a bunch of guys, throw money on the table, tell them to strip one by one! Strip one by one for me!"

Shen Jue’s eyes carried a hint of shock, and his face had already changed.

"I have money, one feeds me drinks, another feeds me fruit, one massages my legs, one hums a ditty for me,

another dances for me—watch whenever I want, touch whenever I want, hug whenever I want, even kiss whenever I want."

After speaking, Rong Qingqing stood tall, her little face proudly held high, "Would I really need to eavesdrop on you taking a shower, Shen Jue?"

If one could use soot as a metaphor for a person’s face and expression.

That would approximate Shen Jue’s current look.

"Rong Qingqing." Shen Jue gritted his teeth, "Do you remember your status?"

"You are my fiancée." Shen Jue’s gaze was sharp, "Forget about a lineup, even if it were just one—I dare you, you won’t need these legs anymore."

Rong Qingqing cautiously backed up two steps.

Shen Jue’s gaze was too frightening.

She discreetly patted her own legs.