Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

When Li Tingshen returned, Ye Qingqiu had already dumped the books on his bed.

"Ye Qingqiu."

Li Tingshen walked over and placed the cake on the desk by the window.

Ye Qingqiu sat among the books and looked at him with juice in her hand. "What's wrong?"

"Is your bed used for learning?"

Ye Qingqiu swayed her feet. "My bed can do many things."

Did she have to do her homework on the desk?

Li Tingshen's dark eyes narrowed slightly. He stood by the desk and looked at Ye Qingqiu's pure and honest face. He lowered his gaze and his gaze swept past her snow-white ankles. He turned around and took a sip of water.

"Come down," he said coldly, his back to her.

"But I haven't finished my juice."

Li Tingshen didn't speak, but Ye Qingqiu saw the tray that he had placed on the desk gradually move into her line of sight.

A smile appeared on her beautiful face. Then, she saw Li Tingshen retract his hand that was pushing the tray. His cold voice sounded again.

"Hurry up and eat the cake. I hate this sweet taste."

Ye Qingqiu jumped off the bed and walked to his side. She nudged Li Tingshen with her crotch and half of her body.

Li Tingshen took a step to the side.

Ye Qingqiu leaned back and took a bite of the cake.

She smiled at him. "If you don't like it, why did you bring the cake in? I didn't say I wanted to eat it."

Li Tingshen tightened his grip on the cup and turned his head to look at the plate of cake.

Ye Qingqiu's swift actions showed that she was afraid that he would snatch the cake away.

The servants knew that Li Tingshen didn't like sweets, but they still prepared two cakes.

Ye Qingqiu finished both cakes.

The room was filled with the sweet smell of cake.

After finishing the cake, Ye Qingqiu patted her stomach and sighed in satisfaction. She turned her head and saw Li Tingshen sitting upright on the chair beside her. His elbows were on the table and his well-defined fingers were curled slightly. He was looking at the page with his other hand.

The sunlight shone through the window and enveloped him. The light shone on his clean and fair body.

Fortunately, her skin had always been good. Otherwise, she would be envious of his skin.

A man who was even more beautiful than a girl.

She moved over and placed her head on the book he was reading. "What are you reading? Why are you so engrossed?"

Her shoulder was pressed against his arm, and her head was right in front of him. There was a faint fragrance coming from her hair, and she seemed to smell like her. There was also a hint of strawberry cake.

It wasn't strong, but at such a close distance, her presence was indescribable.

He leaned back a little.

Out of curiosity, she moved closer to the book. Half of her body was on the table, and almost half of her weight was on him.

Frowning, he removed her hand from the table and closed the book.

Seeing the book on the cover, Ye Qingqiu wrinkled her nose in disdain and stood up.

"Come and tutor me. I've been here for a long time. At the very least, you have to teach me a question."

As she spoke, she had already walked to the bed.

Li Tingshen closed his eyes, knowing that no matter what he said, he wouldn't let her leave his room. He suppressed his displeasure and said in a low voice,

"Come here."

"No. This place is comfortable."

Ye Qingqiu sat by the bed. Her slippers and feet had been separated. The hem of her skirt had moved up, revealing a slender calf that was swaying leisurely.

Li Tingshen's eyes darkened and his lips tightened. "Ye Qingqiu, didn't anyone teach you not to enter other people's rooms, let alone a man's room?"

Ye Qingqiu made a sound as if she was deep in thought.

"Yes, no. I think this requires an opportunity, right? Otherwise, who would suddenly tell me this?"

Li Tingshen narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up to walk towards him slowly. Ye Qingqiu stared at him with a smile as her gaze followed him.

Sixteen years old. So tall.

And he was so handsome.

It made sense. Otherwise, why would she like him?

Li Tingshen stopped beside her and bent down to approach her.

A refreshing and clean aura spread out instantly. Ye Qingqiu's eyes froze. The two of them were so close that their eyes met.

Li Tingshen stared at her fair face for a long time before a cold smile appeared on his face.

He placed his hand beside her and pressed his body down.

Ye Qingqiu subconsciously leaned back.

Li Tingshen's smile widened. "Then let me tell you now, don't enter other men's rooms casually in the future."

Ye Qingqiu blinked and her stiff eyes lit up like black pearls under the sun.

"Oh… Well, if you put it that way, I understand."

Li Tingshen frowned at her heartless smile and suddenly felt a little defeated.

So did she feel threatened or did she just listen to him?

She straightened her back with a cold expression and a book in her hand.

It was a first-grade math book.

"Where are the lessons these few days?"

"I'm almost done with the first two periods of the first unit."

Li Tingshen paused and looked down at her. "One week and two segments?"

Ye Qingqiu nodded nonchalantly and said, "Yes, those tutors are biting their words. Their words are even more uniform and rhythmic than my father's official words. They're tutors I hired, but they seem to want to be hired as executives in the company."

Li Tingshen pursed his lips. She was indeed a noob, so it wasn't difficult to understand her.

Most of the tutors these days were top students from famous schools. Compared to taking the money to be a tutor, it was naturally better to enter the Ye family's company.

"Do you have an exercise book?"

Ye Qingqiu turned to look at the bed full of books and nodded. "I think so."

Li Tingshen glanced at her again and bent down to find the exercise book from the pile of books. He read the set of practice questions in the first section. There was only one answer for the last few questions and they were all correct.

She flipped to the end and saw a few pages of answers.

Her face turned cold and she tore off the answers.

Ye Qingqiu frowned.

Li Tingshen threw the book at her. "Finish the second section."

Ye Qingqiu found a pencil case from the pile of books and wanted to climb onto the bed to write.

"Write on the desk."

Ye Qingqiu's wrinkled face clearly expressed her displeasure.

However, Li Tingshen didn't allow her to say anything. After being stubborn for a while, she chose the desk.

As she put on her shoes, she muttered, "If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have listened to you!"

Li Tingshen watched as she ran to the chair and sat down. He stared at her back for a few seconds before turning around to organize her books.

After Ye Qingqiu finished a set of questions, she turned around and saw Li Tingshen sitting on the bed. He was holding her textbook and pen and drawing on them.

Sensing her gaze, his voice was calm and he didn't look up.

"You're done?"

"Oh."

Li Tingshen put his pen down and stood up. He walked to the desk and glanced at the clock. "You spent nearly an hour on a set of basic questions."

She picked up the exercise book in front of Ye Qingqiu.

It took her nearly an hour to solve the question, and he took two minutes to read it.

And her expression was ugly.

"With your looks, it's a waste not to cheat."

Ye Qingqiu frowned. "What's wrong?"

"She looks smart, but she's actually a fool."

Ye Qingqiu bit her lips. She thought that his straightforward words had hurt her pride, but she heard her say, "What do you mean by wasting God's gift?"

Li Ting took a deep breath to calm himself down before placing the exercise book on the desk.

"This Dao…"

He was very tall and there was only one chair in the room. He could only bend down to teach Ye Qingqiu.

Ye Qingqiu stood up and said, "Sit here."

Li Tingshen looked at her.

He actually knew how to be modest?

Ye Qingqiu reached out to massage her waist and neck. She paced a few steps on the ground and smiled at him. "It's uncomfortable for you to lecture while standing. It makes me uncomfortable too."

Li Tingshen sat down.

Ye Qingqiu curled her lips and leaned on the table with her arms crossed. "It's said that respecting the old and loving the young are traditional virtues in China. You're older than me, so it's only right that I give up my seat for you."

Li Tingshen spun the pen in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it down, Ye Qingqiu suddenly pointed at the multiple-choice question and asked, "Teacher Li, why did I get this question wrong?"

"…"

"Teacher Li? I think if you don't teach me, the efficiency might not be as good as the tutors I hired."

Li Tingshen tightened his grip on the pen and glanced at the question she was pointing at.

"Digital multiplier. First, expand the decimal to an integer… One of the two digits is 5, and the other is 8. The final result is 0. Where did your 5 come from? You even got the basic arithmetic question wrong?"

Ye Qingqiu took a deep breath and said, "It's fine if I make a mistake occasionally. Anyway, I know the theory very well. Besides, there will be a calculator in the future. There's no need for me to calculate it myself."

Li Tingshen felt his head swell.

Ye Qingqiu waved her hand and said, "Alright, I'll calculate again."

She pulled out a piece of paper and calculated the questions again.

"I choose B, right?"

Li Tingshen couldn't be bothered to say anything and continued with the next question.

Li Tingshen's voice was cold and clean, and his speech was orderly. Ye Qingqiu felt that the way he calculated the questions on the draft paper was especially beautiful, and his handwriting was also beautiful.

She had seen the words and numbers that her father had written before. They looked different from what they had written.

Li Tingshen's handwriting was very similar to his father's, but there were still differences.

It was written smoothly and the shape and curve were beautiful. At a glance, one could tell that it was written by a formidable person.

His voice was calm and steady. Ye Qingqiu stared at his hand and held her chin. "Your handwriting is so beautiful."

Li Tingshen paused and glanced at the numbers on the draft paper before taking a deep breath.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, you have a nice voice."

Li Tingshen was speechless.

Ye Qingqiu stood up and glanced at his desk. She shook her head and said, "Your desk is too monotonous. You should put something else on it. There should be a vase there."

With that, she sighed. "Li Tingshen, I'm thirsty."

Li Tingshen threw his pen down, stood up and walked out with a cold face.

It was noon and Li Tingshen went downstairs to instruct the servants to prepare lunch.

After drinking a cup of cold water, she felt her anger suppressed by Ye Qingqiu.

He was useless.

She opened the fridge and placed the water inside. When she closed the fridge again, there was a bottle of juice in her hand.

When he returned to the bedroom with a glass of juice, Ye Qingqiu was already gone.

When she turned around, there was a shadow on his bed.

Her ponytail rested on the pillow and she didn't move. She had messed up the book he had arranged for her previously.

Li Tingshen felt that his patience was almost used up by Ye Qingqiu.

Other than his face, there was nothing good about him.

He walked over and placed the juice on the bedside table. He stood by the bed and stared at her sleeping face for a long time.

She was heartless and at ease.

At the age of thirteen, it was common for middle school students to fall in love. Did she really not understand?

How could she ask him to be her boyfriend and husband?

She stirred suddenly.

Li Tingshen retracted his gaze in a panic, only to see her curling her body slightly. The hem of her dress moved up, revealing more of her slender legs.

Frowning, he bent down to pick up the blanket beside him and threw it on her. Then, he turned around and picked up the remote control to turn the air conditioner up two degrees.

The servant knocked on the door and shouted for dinner. Ye Qingqiu was woken up.

She sat up in a daze. She had not slept enough and her expression was obviously not good.

"Get up for lunch," said Li Tingshen coldly when he saw that she had woken up. He then turned and walked towards the door.

Only then did Ye Qingqiu realize that she was sleeping on Li Tingshen's bed.

Thinking that he wasn't angry, her bad mood instantly improved. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed, but her body paused. She lowered her head and pinched the thin blanket on her body. She raised her eyebrows and jumped out of bed happily. She put on her shoes and ran down happily.

"Li Tingshen, your pillow is a little hard. I'm not comfortable sleeping!"

The busy servant looked at Ye Qingqiu in surprise.

So… she was sleeping on Young Master's bed?

Looking at his young master, who was as indifferent as usual, doubt flashed across his eyes and he tilted his head.

She must have misunderstood.

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The next day, Ye Qingqiu came uninvited again.

She carried her bag while her personal bodyguard, Ye Sheng, followed behind with a box.

Inside was what she had said yesterday. There was a vase and a bouquet of white peony flowers on the desk.

She placed the items on his desk.

No matter how angry he was, she refused to remove those things.

The next day, she brought another pillow.

The next day, she brought a stuffed bear that looked like it had been used for some time.