Chapter 44 ∠( 」∠)_

Pei Yanchuan was stunned for a moment, "Proof?"

He clenched his fists, his voice a little obscure: "How can I prove it? How can I prove it..."

What exactly does it take to be considered as proof?

Pei Yanchuan didn't know.

He had been testing the waters cautiously, wanting to give Cici the best love, but in the end he failed.

He wanted the other person to feel his love, but he was afraid that his extreme thoughts would hurt the other person.

Hearing Pei Yanchuan's question, the girl just looked at him quietly, as if she was drunk and didn't understand what he was saying.

Her eyes moved down inch by inch until they landed on the man's lips.

She suddenly whispered, "Do you want to kiss?"

Pei Yanchuan froze in place for a moment, his eyes blank.

The words just now seemed to be his own hallucination. His throat was dry and he asked with a trembling voice: "...What?"

"I said... kiss." Yang Cici tilted her head and moved closer.

The blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and even the tip of her slightly upturned nose was covered with a layer of drunkenness. Her amber eyes were wet, her cherry lips were slightly open, and the pink tip of her tongue was faintly visible between her pearly teeth.

She took the initiative to move closer, and licked the corner of Pei Yanchuan's mouth carefully like a kitten, and the wet, hot and soft tip of her tongue slowly penetrated along the gap between his lips.

The smell of alcohol mixed with a sweet scent when she spoke seemed to be seducing, and her soft tone was like a coquettish tone.

"Don't you want to? Didn't you say you liked it? Are you lying to me?"

Pei Yanchuan's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the undercurrent in his eyes was filled with endless desire.

His Adam's apple rolled as he clasped the back of the girl's head. Her hair was entangled in his slender fingertips. The veins on the back of the man's hand, which had been suppressed for a long time, bulged between the black hair. The metal watch strap reflected a cool luster in the night.

He lowered his head and took the woman's lower lip in his mouth, caressing the soft flesh ambiguously, and whispered softly: "I like it... I love you... baby."

The murmurs were gradually drowned out by the sound of the kiss.

In the small, dimly lit room, the breathing sounds of the man and the woman intertwined. The heavy breathing and soft sobbing were like the lingering love. The temperature gradually rose, and the air was filled with moist ambiguity.

The unique scent of a girl almost drowned Pei Yanchuan, and all the desires hidden in his heart were like a beast released from a cage at this moment.

He plundered everything almost mercilessly, forcefully broke into the girl's territory, and domineeringly swept away all the sweet scent.

Yang Cici closed her eyes and groaned, hot sweat broke out on her forehead, and her already dizzy mind became even more difficult to think.

So fierce...

She groaned in grievance and pushed the man's chest, trying to express her dissatisfaction, but then her wrist was grabbed.

The rough fingertips rubbed the wrist bones, causing tremors.

Pei Yanchuan panted and stood up slightly, lowered his head and kissed the girl's soft palm, his eyes full of fanaticism and excitement.

He kissed almost the entire hand of the girl, hugged her and coaxed her in a hoarse voice: "Baby, can you call my name? Just call it once, and I will take you to drink water."

"Um?"

Yang Cici opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes were blank.

Her eyes fell on the face of the man in front of her, and she stared at him for a few seconds. Her words were unclear, but her expression was extremely confused.

"Pei...Yanchuan?"

Pei Yanchuan was about to agree.

But then, I heard the girl muttering doubtfully:

"Why is it you?"

In an instant, the man's body stiffened.

His eyes were stunned, and his excitement and desire seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water at this moment.

"……What?"

Who else could it be but myself?

Who did Cici want to kiss just now?

My forehead was throbbing with pain, reason and violence were fighting back and forth in my mind, and negative thoughts were almost uncontrollably bursting out.

Pei Yanchuan's jaw tightened, he pursed his lips and lowered his head as if to kiss the girl's face, "Ci Ci..."

But the next second, Yang Cici turned her head and dodged, frowning and looking resistant.

The air seemed to stagnate.

His movements froze in mid-air for a moment, there was a thick darkness in his eyes, and his fingertips seemed to still retain the warmth from just now.

Yang Cici seemed to have sensed this strange atmosphere.

She broke away from his embrace, returned to the bed, hugged the pillow, frowned uncomfortably and groaned, "Thirst, I want to drink some water..."

In the silence, Pei Yanchuan lowered his eyes and slowly withdrew his hand.

He got out of bed silently and walked out of the room.

The dim ceiling light in the kitchen shone on the man's body, his shadow slowly lengthened, and his back looked lonely and desolate.

The hands that were gripping the edge of the table turned pale from the force they exerted. Pei Yanchuan's jaw was clenched, and the brutality and viciousness in his eyes almost overflowed.

Who is it...who is it...

Cici's life trajectory is very simple, how could she possibly meet someone new without her knowing?

Impossible... This is impossible...

Could it be that notebook?

Pei Yanchuan's pupils shrank, and he took a deep breath with trembling lips. He loosened his hand and anxiously bit his nails with his fingertips. It was not until a slight clicking sound came from the kettle that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Staring at the kettle in front of him, he was silent for a moment and then slowly picked it up.

When I walked into the room with warm water, the person on the bed was already fast asleep with his eyes closed.

Pei Yanchuan sat on the bed, lowered his eyes and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person under him, with no emotion visible in his eyes.

After a long time, he reached out and gently touched the blushing face. His voice was hoarse and low, and his speech was slow, like a soft question.

"Baby...who else but me..."

"Don't you only think of me..."

In the silent silence, he suddenly smiled and picked up the water cup to take a sip.

A big, bony hand clamped the girl's chin, and Pei Yanchuan leaned over and kissed her soft lips.

Yang Cici opened her mouth unconsciously, then frowned and whimpered to complain softly, but what she got in return was the man's intensified attack.

As they entangled, liquid slid from the corner of their mouths and was then gently wiped away.

After going back and forth several times, Yang Cici was almost woken up.

She opened her eyes dazedly, waved away the man's hand that was messing with her face, and said angrily in a sullen manner:

“I want to sleep!!”

This time, the other party didn't move anymore. He just asked her in a hoarse whisper in her ear: "Ci Ci... Who am I?"

Who is it?

Yang Cici had been holding on for so long that she was now very, very, very sleepy. She didn't want to answer, but that voice was like a tight hoop, and kept asking.

It's like I won't stop until I get the answer

She had no choice but to force herself to open her eyes a little.

Just as he was about to answer, his eyes were covered.

The man sighed with a wry smile, then resigned himself to his fate and said, "Go to sleep..."

Yang Cici: "..." Pei Yanchuan is so annoying! !

She buried her face in the quilt, not wanting to care about this bad man anymore, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

The next day, Yang Cici finally woke up from her drunkenness.

She slowly opened her eyes, still hazy and drowsy, as if she were not fully awake yet.

Countless memories came flooding back.

Yang Cici blinked, reached out her hand and slowly touched her lips.

After a long silence, she curved her eyes in pleasure and couldn't help laughing.

"ha……"

Surprisingly, it really succeeded...