125: Chapter 125 Oh no, how did I end up planting a landmine that blows itself up?

Hmm?!

Pinching cheeks? What cheek pinching?

Shen Qingxue was originally immersed in feelings of guilt, vexation, and a blushing face that was about to burn up.

But Lu Li's baffling words made her pause for a moment.

No, that's not right. There's a problem.

Shen Qingxue's mind raced, and her originally chaotic thoughts gradually became clear.

She raised her head, and her gaze fell on Lu Li.

Lu Li was standing next to the coffee table, with a trace of guilt on his expression, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at her.

This kind of reaction...

is way too suspicious.

Shen Qingxue didn't speak immediately, preparing to test the waters.

She had to pretend to be nonchalant, acting as if she didn't know anything.

But her heartbeat was still very fast.

"Um... Lu Li."

"Ah?"

Lu Li responded subconsciously and raised his head to look at her.

Shen Qingxue's posture was calm, but in those cold and detached eyes, there was a hint of curiosity and probing.

"You said just now that you would never pinch my face again?"

Lu Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"That's right, I keep my word."

After saying that, it suddenly dawned on him.

Damn it, I was careless.

It seemed he had let it slip.

Although things like this were known to both of them, they still couldn't be brought out into the open and discussed directly! Otherwise, he would suffer terribly.

Lu Li's brain short-circuited instantly, and completely oblivious, he still remained trapped in his own fixed mindset.

"Uh... Um... I..."

Shen Qingxue looked at his reaction, and her suspicion grew by a few more notches in her heart.

But she didn't press further; instead, she lowered her head, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and took a leisurely sip.

Lu Li stood aside, watching Shen Qingxue's calm appearance, and panicked even more inside.

Originally he thought Shen Qingxue knew about this matter, but looking at her reaction now, something seemed a bit off.

Oh damn it, I really was careless.

So what does she mean now? Does she know or not? This is way too agonizing.

Lu Li's mind was a complete mess, and cold sweat was already beading on his forehead.

"When did you pinch my face?"

Shen Qingxue put down the teacup, raised her head to look at him, her tone still calm, as if she were asking about some trivial matter.

Seeing her reaction, Lu Li secretly thought it was bad.

Things were really screwed this time; it seemed he really had let it slip.

"I... I didn't... Um... You must have heard wrong..."

"I didn't hear wrong."

Shen Qingxue interrupted him, her tone not only certain, but she also repeated it word for word.

Lu Li's face froze completely.

It's over.

Spilled water can't be gathered back; words spoken can't be taken back.

How could someone end up harming themselves like this? Why did he have to be the one?

Shen Qingxue looked at his appearance and already had the answer in her heart.

But she didn't expose him.

Because...

To be honest, she was also curious and wanted to know what had happened.

"You pinched my face?"

She asked again, her tone a bit lighter than before, but still carrying a trace of an elusive sense of oppression.

Lu Li took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and his mind raced.

To tell the truth, he could completely continue playing dead and refuse to admit it.

But whenever he faced Shen Qingxue, especially looking into her eyes, he could never bear to lie.

"Uh, um... That is... That night..."

Lu Li spoke, his voice dry.

"Which night?"

Shen Qingxue pressed on, her tone still unhurried, still extracting words step by step, boiling the frog in warm water.

"That is... the day you fell asleep on the sofa..."

Lu Li's voice grew lower and lower.

He swore that he had never felt so guilty, directly losing all initiative.

But there was no way around it; a pit you dug yourself, you have to jump into it yourself.

He could only accept his fate.

"And then?"

That trace of guilt in Shen Qingxue's heart had basically dissipated, leaving only amusement towards Lu Li in the depths of her eyes.

If someone were watching this scene from a god's-eye perspective at this very moment, they would definitely sigh.

Poor Lu Li was being played right in the palm of her hand~

Lu Li swallowed his saliva, his voice a bit weak, and spent a long time organizing his words.

"And then... I saw you fell asleep... so, so... I pinched your face."

After saying these words, Lu Li felt shameful to the extreme, so embarrassed that his toes curled up enough to scrape out two three-bedroom, two-living-room apartments.

The living room fell silent.

It was eerie in its silence.

Who knew how much time had passed; maybe only a few seconds, or maybe as long as a century.

"And then?"

Shen Qingxue's voice sounded again, but listening closely, one could actually hear a hint of trembling?!

Lu Li was stunned for a moment and subconsciously raised his head.

Shen Qingxue sat on the sofa, her expression still calm, but the tips of her ears were so red they were almost bleeding.

"And then... there is no then..."

Lu Li hurriedly waved his hands.

"I just pinched it once, just once! Then I covered you with a blanket, and after that I went back to my room!"

Shen Qingxue didn't speak, just looked at him like that.

Lu Li felt extremely uncomfortable being watched, as if his whole body was being roasted on a fire, exuding guilt from the inside out.

"It really was just once..."

Afraid she wouldn't believe him, he couldn't help adding another sentence.

Shen Qingxue looked away, lowered her head, and looked at her hands resting on her knees.

The living room fell silent for another few seconds.

"Why?"

Shen Qingxue's voice came out, muffled.

"Why what?"

Lu Li was stunned for a moment.

"Why did you pinch my face?"

Shen Qingxue raised her head, looking at him, her cold eyes holding a trace of something indescribable.

Lu Li was stumped by this question.

Why pinch her face?

Because... she looked good? Because it was bouncy, so he wanted to pinch it?

Or because... his brain heated up and he just did it...

Actually, he couldn't really say either.

"Just... felt that you looked quite cute when you were asleep, and your cheeks looked so bouncy..."

Lu Li's voice grew smaller and smaller.

When he said these words, he wished he could slap himself.

What did he mean by cute? And bouncy at that.

She was a proper national goddess, yet he called her cute? Was he afraid he wouldn't die fast enough?