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Chapter 197 I absolutely cannot let Zhou Yumeng and Xia Shen think I'm a pervert.

As for Xia Shen, he was already used to Zhou Yumeng's little requests.

At first, he might have been quite surprised.

After all, when they were little, he was always the one being beaten by Zhou Yumeng without being able to fight back. Back then, as a little boy and girl, Zhou Yumeng was just like her short hair and appearance at that time: very outgoing, carefree, and incredibly strong.

After all, they have a family tradition of martial arts. The Zhou family has always had ancestral martial arts techniques, and Zhou Yumeng has been practicing with her elders since she was a child.

He even participated in martial arts competitions as a child and won the national first prize.

There was no way around it; the two families were in different financial situations when Xia Shen was young. His parents had already emptied their savings to support his music education, barely managing to get him through it.

For Zhou Yumeng, music is just one of her many avenues of development.

Besides her family's traditional boxing style, she also practices Sanda, traditional martial arts, and Jiu-Jitsu.

If she hadn't been careful not to bully others, she would have been a minor school bully back in school.

But after their reunion, everything changed. All that fierceness and power from before was now sealed away in the depths of Xia Shen's memory.

Even now, Zhou Yumeng often asks him to unscrew the cap of the water bottle.

Perhaps as I've grown up, I've neglected to practice those skills, since they're not essential skills in modern life.

Moreover, Zhou Yumeng looks quite petite now. Although she is indeed incredibly chubby in the right places and has shown exceptional talent since childhood, she is still petite overall, truly a case of small branches bearing great fruit.

They look so cute and easy to bully.

In addition, Xia Shen is now over 1.8 meters tall and has some muscles, so his fighting ability is obviously not the same as when he was a child. They are completely different concepts.

He couldn't suppress his smile, took the drink, and gently twisted the cap open.

He didn't notice that at the same time, Zhou Yumeng's eyes were fixed on his long, slender, and strong hands with distinct knuckles, and her breathing began to become rapid.

Oh, finally! I've succeeded! I can see it again.

Watching Xia Shen's fingers rub back and forth on the beverage bottle, feeling the texture of his palm lines enveloping it.

She wondered if Aquarius felt a grainy texture now? The texture of their palm prints and fingerprints, and the fine calluses on their fingertips from years of playing the piano—would they feel grainy?

Damn it! She really wanted to say, "Let go of that drink bottle, let me do it!"
But she managed to control her damn fantasies.

And so, Xia Shen and Zhou Yumeng began living together, each with their own ulterior motives.

Both sides thought they had succeeded, and both believed that the other had fallen into a carefully laid trap.

Both sides believe they are the hunter.

I have a real knack for romance.

This was a shared idea between the two of them.

They quickly went to see the house, packed their things, and moved in.

The house has five rooms, and they even set aside a separate room as their studio.

There was a piano, recording equipment, and all sorts of other things inside.

And just like that, life began to change.

Zhou Yumeng gradually got used to this life, where she could see a busy figure in the kitchen every morning and then enjoy hot meals soon afterward.

Actually, she had initially been eager to try cooking.

But after she tasted it, Xia Shen solemnly advised her that she should stay out of the kitchen from now on.

Thus, the important task of cooking fell to Xia Shen.

Honestly, Xia Shen is really good at cooking. After all, Xia Shen doesn't have many hobbies, but eating is one of the most important.

Their relationship also heated up rapidly during this period.

That day, Zhou Yumeng got up early, ate breakfast, and went out.

After all, she was only a signed artist in July, and her schedule was actually quite full, unlike Xia Shen, who owned his own company and had the right to manage his own schedule. So, it was actually Xia Shen who was more free.

Xia Shen, holding a cup of coffee, smiled and watched Zhou Yumeng walk into the living room, all the way to their elevator, and watched the elevator doors slowly close.

Xia Shencai's expression suddenly changed, and his face quickly turned red.

An opportunity! An opportunity has arrived!
He quickly put down his coffee cup and turned to head towards the room.

He went straight to the bed, lifted his pillow, and took something out from under it.

These are black stockings.

Xia Shen picked it up with trembling hands and swallowed.

Yesterday, Yu Meng was wearing boots. Now that the weather is getting cooler, Zhou Yu Meng is starting to like wearing boots more and more.

You should know that in the eyes of foot fetishists, this is considered true UR quality!
Xia Shen usually doesn't dare to show this suppressed emotion, for fear that Zhou Yumeng will misunderstand him as a pervert, so he can only bury everything in his heart.

With immense care, Xia Shen placed the item in her hand into a vacuum bag, then vacuumed it before opening a locked drawer under the bed.

It was completely full, filled with all sorts of vacuum bags.

Meanwhile, in the parking garage of the residential complex, in the driver's seat of a Porsche Panamera, Zhou Yumeng, breathing heavily, rummaged through her bag and pulled something out.

It was a vacuum bag containing a watch.

She held the vacuum bag containing the watch, her eyes practically glazed over, and a wide smile spread across her face.

"Hehehe~ Hehe~"

So good, so good.

She opened the vacuum bag, took out the watch, and recalled the scene of Xia Shen wearing it.

Below the watch strap, there were prominent knuckles and slender, jade-like hands.

These are jade hands!
She held the watch close, took a deep breath.

It has only a faint metallic scent.

She was somewhat dissatisfied: "Tsk, what a pity, why doesn't Xia Shen like wearing gloves?"

After a long while, she finally put the watch back into the vacuum bag and then carefully hid it in the car's glove compartment.

I absolutely mustn't let Xia Shen know about this little hobby, lest he think I'm a pervert!
but
As she thought of this, the corners of her mouth turned up.

She did learn something.

Xia Shen is most likely a foot fetishist! He likes feet!

Those occasional glances, no matter how well they're concealed, are hard to completely hide.

In addition, there were the things he had previously saved in his bookmarks, and some details in his presentation.

The answer can be revealed effortlessly.

Otherwise, if she didn't really like wearing stockings before, why does she now want to wear them every day? And why does she wear different styles?
She wanted to see how long Xia Shen could hold out.

She didn't think it was abnormal; after all, having some preferences or fetishes is perfectly normal.

Thinking it over, she started the car, reverting to her usual diva persona, and headed to the company.

On the other side, Xia Shenxin lay on the bed like a saint or Buddha.

Although he couldn't let Zhou Yumeng know that he liked feet, he concealed it very well.

However, he knew a secret.

Zhou Yumeng likes hands!

(End of this chapter)