The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Ultimately, despite Wen Yisheng's strong resistance, Wen Zhi did not force a deep kiss.

He kissed her cheek and then lay down beside her on the pillow.

He pulled the blanket over himself, then slipped his arm under it to hold her soft, warm body. "I won't touch you. Go to sleep, sweetie."

Wen Yisheng pressed against his chest and struggled, at least she didn't want to sleep face to face with him.

Wen Zhi didn't mind, letting her turn her back, and pulled her into his arms from behind. "I can give you time to accept me, but Ah Sheng, don't keep your brother waiting too long."

~

Although we can't go out, our studies won't be neglected.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are bright and spacious, and the early winter sunlight slants in, casting a warm and soft glow on the low table and soft carpet by the window.

"What's wrong with you now? Let go of me!" Wen Yisheng struggled.

This kind of disguised imprisonment was unbearable. She became increasingly agitated and irritable, and thought about escaping all the time.

Wen Zhi pulled the person into his arms and sat them on the carpet to bask in the sun. A stack of books was placed on the low table in front of them.

Wen Yisheng was forced to sit in his lap.

Wen Zhi stared at the book, marking and highlighting key points with a pen, while telling her, "Read these three ancient poems and prose passages within half an hour, understand them, and try to memorize them. I'll be quizzing you on vocabulary later; I looked at your last monthly exam paper..."

He paused, tilted his head, looked down at the girl in his arms, and drawled, "You shouldn't have lost so many points on classical poetry. What happened? You won't study properly unless I'm watching you?"

"What's it to you? Don't touch me." Wen Yisheng slapped his hand away.

Wen Zhi reached out and touched her stomach, then lowered his head and rubbed his face against hers, grinning mischievously: "I just touched it."

Before Wen Yisheng could get angry and push him away, Wen Zhi spontaneously restrained himself, sat up straight, and wrapped his arm around her as he continued to flip through another book on the table.

He assigned a large number of learning tasks for each subject, comparable to a three-day study session, but focused on key points and made the process more concise.

At this moment, Wen Zhi's expression was very serious. His profile was as white as jade, and the curve of his nose was extremely delicate. The sunlight fell on him, and his soft hair slightly covered his eyebrows, giving him a refined and noble good-looking appearance.

His tone became slightly serious: "These are your tasks for today. After you've finished them all, write a summary and a list of your mistakes. I will check them."

Wen Yisheng didn't listen at all.

Staring at Wen Zhi's profile, she cursed him in her heart as a hypocritical, scumbag, a beast, and a pervert.

Wen Zhi lowered his eyelids to look at her, his expression gentle. He gently pulled her waist closer, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "Why are you like this, Ah Sheng? It makes your brother blush."

Wen Yisheng was taken aback, then rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Your skin is thicker than a city wall."

"So cute..." A look of infatuation, as if melting his heart, suddenly flashed in Wen Zhi's eyes. "It's the first time Ah Sheng has rolled her eyes at me. She's so adorable."

He pulled out his phone and coaxed softly, "Come on, baby, flip through another one, I'll take a picture and save it."

"..." Wen Yisheng was completely petrified and couldn't help but flip another one.

With a "click," Wen Zhi happily opened the photo he had taken, his eyes crinkling into a dreamy smile.

His smile is undeniably beautiful; his eyes crinkle into crescents, conveying a clean and gentle feeling.

"Haha." He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It's impossible for him to be cute when he's laughing like that.

Wen Yisheng, however, didn't want to pay him any attention and just let him be. He's a lunatic.

It has to be said that Wen Zhi is a freak and a high-IQ genius freak. He is capable and has a unique understanding and framework for learning. After being crammed by him, Wen Yisheng felt that her thinking had also made a qualitative leap.

Just as I was solving the problem, something suddenly bumped into my lower back.

Wen Yisheng was stunned. Uncontrollably, she drew her pen and left a dark, abrupt mark on the paper.

She turned her head, gritting her teeth: "Get out, get out!"

Wen Zhi remained expressionless and explained, "This is normal."

"Disgusting! Get out! Get out of here!" Wen Yisheng had no interest in studying anymore, so she picked up her book and threw it at his face.

Wen Zhi swiftly caught the book, stood up, and said innocently, "Then I'll go make lunch. Ask me if you have any questions."

~

After a while, Wen Yisheng vaguely heard the sound of a door opening and closing.

"Wen Zhi?" she called out tentatively, but when no one answered, she got up and ran to the kitchen to check.

"Wen Zhi." Still, no one answered.

Wen Yisheng's heart pounded violently. Yes, Wen Zhi had been watching her closely for the past three days and hadn't seen him go out at all.

There are definitely no vegetables or similar food left at home.

She hadn't misheard; Wen Zhi wasn't home, he had gone out!

Wen Yisheng couldn't stay calm. This was clearly a good opportunity to escape, but she knew without even trying that the door wouldn't open.

She first ran into Wen Zhi's bedroom and searched everywhere, but found nothing. Wen Zhi had changed the passwords for his spare phone and computer, and she didn't know where he had hidden her phone; she couldn't find it no matter what she did.

Wen Yisheng paced anxiously back and forth by the door.

Twenty minutes had passed, and Wen Zhi was sure to be back soon.

she……

Click. She placed her hand on the doorknob, a casual touch she hadn't really hoped for.

But the door... opened.

Wen Yisheng was more shocked than happy. She guessed that Wen Zhi must have forgotten to lock the door when he left.

But at this point, who cares about whether it's strange or not? Only a fool wouldn't run away.

She didn't even bother with the last of her belongings in her suitcase, opened the door and ran! When she breathed in the fresh air outside, she felt an urge to cry!

Wen Yisheng rushed towards the elevator, then suddenly jolted awake.

The numbers on the elevator display screen are rising, which means someone is taking the elevator upstairs, and that person could be Wen Zhi.

She broke out in a cold sweat and turned to run towards the other end of the stairs.

But then the elevator made a "ding" sound.

The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a person inside.

The boy was slender and tall, carrying a transparent bag with a brand logo and a black bag. The transparent bag contained vegetables, fruits, and snacks. The contents of the black bag were unclear.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Wen Zhi didn't seem angry. Instead, he licked his lips and smiled, muttering cryptically, "He really couldn't withstand the test."

Wen Yisheng couldn't hear clearly, but she was so frightened that her soul almost flew away. Without hesitation, she ran to the stairs.

Wen Zhi wasn't in a hurry. He threw the two bags into the house, and the black bag made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.