Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend

Ye Xiaofan didn't know what was happening; the words just slipped out of his mouth. By the time he realized it, he had already met Shen Zuimo's charming gaze.

An unintentional slip of the tongue is perhaps the truest expression of one's feelings.

"What are you thinking? You little brat. Don't joke about these things in the future," Shen Zuimo playfully scolded, getting up to dispose of the leftover food box in the trash can.

At this moment, Ye Xiaofan wanted so much to stand up and loudly tell that figure: No, I wasn't joking, I, I really have such thoughts. However, he didn't dare to say it; rational thinking made him control the fluctuations of his emotions.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofan noticed a small black card on the table, looking particularly familiar. He picked it up casually, and his eyes lit up. Could this be the memory card he accidentally dropped while shooting the meteor shower at Phoenix Mountain before?

"Shen Zuimo, why is this memory card with you?" Ye Xiaofan asked curiously.

"Hmm? That thing, it's always been with me, but I don't remember what it's used for. It seems very important," Shen Zuimo said, walking over and pondering, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't recall due to her memory loss: "Is this thing yours? Then you can take it back."

Ye Xiaofan didn't think much of it either; he had put the memory card into his shirt pocket before and later met Shen Zuimo, took off his shirt, ripped it to bandage Shen Zuimo's wound, maybe it was a coincidence that Shen Zuimo picked it up thinking it was her own.

In fact, how could there be such a coincidence? Ye Xiaofan's memory card had long been lost, and this was actually Shen Zuimo's item, and it was very important confidential information.

Shen Zuimo risked her life to escape the organization to hand over this intelligence to her brother Shen Junjie, but the organization sent people to hunt her down, and although she survived with Ye Xiaofan's help, she lost her memory.

Of course, although Ye Xiaofan mistakenly thought it was the meteor shower memory, he didn't intend to give it to Liu Siyan. Having missed the best timing, if he brought it up now, people might gossip that he downloaded it from some website.

After the police's sudden raid, to prevent similar unexpected events from happening again, Shen Zuimo asked Ye Xiaofan to rent the adjacent suite for hiding purposes.

"Shen Zuimo, are you going to take a bath?" seeing her carrying clothes to change into and preparing to enter the bathroom, Ye Xiaofan asked knowingly.

"Hmm. What are you coming here for?" Shen Zuimo blinked her eyes and looked at Ye Xiaofan, who followed her into the bathroom, filled with confusion.

"To accompany you. Your wound is in the healing stage right now, so you mustn't let it get wet, I'll help watch over you, just in case... hehe."

"Get out..."

"Hey, no, be careful," Ye Xiaofan could only leave the bathroom with a bitter expression. Ever since he had a fever last time, he never had the chance to sneak a peek at Shen Zuimo again. Ah... although he used to be able to look without touching, now, he couldn't even see, really a failure.

"Ye Xiaofan, in the afternoon, I'll arrange new training for you."

"Ah. Oh."

Ye Xiaofan was quite looking forward to this new training. Because during the practice of close combat, there would be a lot of contact between their skins, even though he always ended up on the losing side and got beaten up in Shen Zuimo's hands, unintentionally being able to take advantage of her felt kind of thrilling.

But when Ye Xiaofan was preparing to go to school in the afternoon, what Shen Zuimo brought out baffled him.

"Are these lead weights?" Ye Xiaofan touched them and inquired.

"Yes. You don't have enough time for intensive practice, so you need to strengthen your training under the given conditions. These two bags of lead weights weigh three pounds each. Tie them to your thighs and run to school." Shen Zuimo said as she squatted down and helped Ye Xiaofan tie them up.

"Ah. No, right?"

What do you mean no? There was no sign of Shen Zuimo joking, and anyway, she never joked with him.

After tying them up, Ye Xiaofan felt it was okay; three pounds on each side wasn't too heavy. Plus, running wasn't that difficult to begin with. He thought he could manage it.

"You're not allowed to take them off while at school."

"Ah? No way."

"Go. If you can adapt and increase to a certain weight within a month, I'll reward you."

"Okay." Hearing there was a reward, Ye Xiaofan quickly ran downstairs, opening the door.

With beautiful prospects in mind, Ye Xiaofan naturally had to double his efforts. However, when he was heading home from school in the afternoon, he found himself unable to express his hardships.

At 6:40 in the afternoon, Ye Xiaofan dragged his weary body to open his own front door. Before he even had time to close the door, he sat down on the ground. He was drenched in sweat, soaking his clothes, impatiently wanting to untie the lead weights.

Even though it was only for half a day, it was exhausting enough for him, having only added six pounds of weight, it nearly knocked the wind out of him.

"I didn't say you could take them all off, did I? Put them back on," suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared before him.

Shen Zuimo's harshness had become a habit for Ye Xiaofan. Although Ye Xiaofan had his reasons, he obediently tied them back on.

"Fifteen minutes later than planned. You're punished by not being allowed to take them off tonight," Shen Zuimo said strictly once again.

"Ah! Oh." Ye Xiaofan steadied his breath and reluctantly agreed.

Yet a flicker of distress passed through Shen Zuimo's eyes, and she quickly turned her face away. If Ye Xiaofan was to be capable of protecting himself as quickly as possible, she had to be particularly strict with him. She couldn't afford to show any soft-heartedness.

"Shen Zuimo, you haven't eaten, have you? Well, I was a bit late, all the vegetables at the market were already ready-made food, and the veggies weren't fresh, so I didn't buy any. Here's roast duck and sausage rice, eat it while it's hot." Ye Xiaofan turned around and took out two boxed meals from his backpack.

Suddenly, Shen Zuimo's heart was touched by something. Was this the reason he was slower than she expected by fifteen minutes?

No, running back and forth from school to the market to that store would take at least twenty minutes, meaning he was even faster than she expected.

"In the future, go straight home after school, and then go out to get food by bike once you're home," Shen Zuimo said, striving to hold back her inner heartache, but her trembling words betrayed her.

"Hmm." Ye Xiaofan smiled, slowly standing up.

"Take them off after an hour, and eat first."

"Hey." Hearing Shen Zuimo relent, Ye Xiaofan responded cheerfully.

Shen Zuimo didn't enjoy her dinner; seeing him exhausted like this, for what exactly? Actually, he didn't have to endure this; he just needed to send her away, or have no ties to her, then he wouldn't be in any danger, he could live his carefree life. And yet, she stubbornly asked him to train. On what grounds?

After dinner, Shen Zuimo brought half a bucket of hot water to Ye Xiaofan. She seemed to hesitate to say something, feeling embarrassed.

Looking at Shen Zuimo's blushing adorable face, Ye Xiaofan gazed at her, lost in thought. Indeed, she shouldn't have become such a cold assassin; she was supposed to be a good girl, a girl cherished by the one who loves her for a lifetime.

"Take off your pants."

"Huh?"

"Take them off, untie them. Time's up. Soak your feet in warm water."

"But, I can do it myself, right."

"Hurry up and take it off, talking like that doesn't suit a man."

"I..."

Being called naggy by a woman was a bit unpleasant, so he undressed voluntarily. Who was afraid? See, Ye Xiaofan stood up, and quickly took off his pants.

However, Shen Zuimo didn't mind Ye Xiaofan's actions, but rather gently untied the bag of lead weights, looking at the slightly dark-purplish skin, feeling a twinge in her heart, she brought the hot water closer to let Ye Xiaofan soak his feet in. Then she took a towel, wet it, wrung it out, and gently placed it on Ye Xiaofan's dark-purplish thigh skin.

A warm and comfortable feeling spread from his thighs; quietly looking at this woman in front of him, feeling her tenderness beneath the cold exterior, this little bit of hardship was nothing at all.

However, as his gaze shifted slightly, he noticed her smooth, rosy skin.

'Glug.'

"Hmm?" Noticing something unusual, Shen Zuimo raised her head slightly.

"I, it's not my fault, it's not something I can control," Ye Xiaofan said innocently.

"After soaking, pour out the water, and then take ice from the fridge to cover it. Shower and sleep early," said Shen Zuimo before quickly heading back to her room, as if she couldn't bear to look at Ye Xiaofan anymore.

"Tch, looking a bit longer wouldn't make it smaller, what are you afraid of?" Ye Xiaofan mumbled softly, continuing to enjoy the comfort of the foot soak.

Wait, there weren't any ice cubes in the fridge before, did Shen Zuimo go out and buy them herself?