Chapter 72: Just Pretend Nothing Happened

In the end, Yang Cici even forgot how she fell asleep.

In a daze, she felt someone holding her in his arms, and then kissed her face, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Ci Ci can't regret it."

Regret?

What are you regretting?

Yang Cici was so sleepy that she had no energy to think about this matter. She just responded vaguely and then fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, a few rays of sunlight came through the window gaps and slowly climbed up the sheets from the end of the bed.

Yang Cici's eyelids trembled due to the glare of the sunlight, and she slowly opened her eyes.

After touching the scattered clothes on the ground, her sleepy expression suddenly froze and she was completely stunned.

Everything that happened last night came flooding back to me all at once. The crazy scene in the room was like a movie, and every scene was extremely clear.

It's so clear that I can remember every kiss and every breath clearly.

Yang Cici reacted a little slowly and turned around, but as soon as she moved her body, she felt an abnormal sensation on the inside of her thigh and stopped instantly.

The beautiful scenes of last night reappeared before my eyes.

Yang Cici's face flushed red.

I turned my head and looked behind me, and I was the only one left on the big bed.

She slowly sat up, looked down at the kiss marks on her body, blushed, and covered herself with the quilt.

Just as I was wondering where Pei Yanchuan had gone, the sound of a door opening suddenly rang out.

A man carrying a bag walked in from outside.

When he saw the girl sitting on the bed, he paused, pursed his lips and stood there, with a tentative tone in his voice.

"Ci Ci, are you awake?"

Yang Cici didn't say anything, but just slowly glanced around the surroundings. After confirming that they were in the hotel, she looked at the man in front of her.

The usually calm man was now standing cautiously in the corner, wanting to get closer but not daring to.

After meeting the girl's eyes, he was stunned at first, then he pursed his pale lips slightly, his eyes were a little evasive, his raven eyelashes slightly lowered, and he turned his head slightly at a loss.

Under the shirt, the kisses and bite marks on the neck were intertwined, which were particularly conspicuous and ambiguous against the cold white skin.

Looking at this, I would have thought that Yang Ci Ci had forced herself on him.

——Although it was indeed Yang Cici who took the initiative first.

Yang Cici, who had already remembered what happened last night, said: "..."

She really didn't know what to say.

She did remember what happened in the hotel, after all, the effect of the medicine had mostly worn off by then.

But her memories of the bar were a bit confusing. Strangely, she couldn't remember what Pei Yanchuan said.

But I remember clearly what I did later.

Including how she "threw herself into the man's arms", how she made the man stay, how she made the man help her, and even how she took the initiative to come forward...

This is all something you did by yourself?!

Yang Cici's eyes widened, and the temperature on her face rose rapidly. She suppressed her restlessness and thought carefully about what happened last night.

All the weirdness pointed to that strange glass of wine.

After she finished drinking it, she felt a little dizzy and her body became hot. She had no idea what she was doing and her mind seemed to be thrown into another time and space.

Was it Pei Yanchuan who drugged her? But she had taken it from Lin Xi.

Even if it was Pei Yanchuan, how could the drug he gave this time be this kind...

Thinking of the effect of the medicine, Yang Cici's ears turned red and bled, and she silently wrapped the quilt tighter.

Noticing Yang Cici's silence, Pei Yanchuan raised his eyelids, his eyes dark, and his hand holding the bag tightened.

Why don't you speak?

Cici should never forget...

After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to step forward, put the bag in his hand on the bed, and said softly: "Ci Ci, I bought you new clothes. Your skirt was stained with wine yesterday."

Yang Cici looked up at him, blinked slowly, and when she spoke she realized her voice was a little hoarse, "Thank you."

Pei Yanchuan paused for a moment, then softly said "hmm".

"You change your clothes first. I've put the water cup by the bed."

After a pause, he raised his eyes and spoke softly, "I'll go out and wait until you're done packing. I'll come in and then we can talk, okay?"

Yang Cici nodded.

After Pei Yanchuan left, she took the bag and took a look at it, then turned her head to look at the water at the head of the bed, looking thoughtful.

"By the way, I seemed to hear the system's voice in the bar yesterday."

Is it an illusion?

There were some small details that Yang Cici couldn't be sure if they were her own illusions.

But now is not the time to think about this.

While Yang Cici was changing into the clothes Pei Yanchuan bought, she was wondering what Pei Yanchuan was trying to do.

Before she lost consciousness, she seemed to see Pei Yanchuan in the bar with someone else. So was it a coincidence, or did he come here after seeing her news?

Yang Cici stood in front of the floor-length mirror, pulled her hair out from under her skirt, and turned sideways to check if her clothes were tidied.

But when she noticed the whiteness of her neck, she was stunned, took a closer look, and murmured in surprise.

"There's no trace at all?"

Compared to Pei Yanchuan's kiss marks that were clearly the result of sexual intercourse, his own look was indeed a bit too "clean".

This dress simply covers up all the hickeys.

Yang Cici curled her lips, looked in the direction of the door, walked to the bedside, picked up the water cup, drank while walking to the door to open it.

The man was leaning against the wall, looking down at his phone. When he heard the noise, he immediately put it down and stood up. "Ci Ci, are you okay?"

Yang Cici swallowed the water in her mouth, nodded, and said in a soft voice, "Okay, come in."

She sat on the sofa, while Pei Yanchuan sat on the single sofa next to her.

Before she could speak, the man's hesitant and tentative voice sounded.

"Ci Ci, do you still remember what happened last night?"

Yang Cici paused, holding the cup and nodding gently, "I remember a little, but not very clearly."

She suddenly raised her eyes, and her face showed no emotion.

"So did we sleep? Pei Yanchuan."

Pei Yanchuan was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly waved his hands, his face pale, "No, Cici, don't misunderstand me, you took Chinese medicine yesterday, I didn't touch you..."

"Then it's okay." Yang Cici suddenly interrupted.

She put down the cup, lowered her eyes and spoke calmly:

"Just pretend nothing happened, Pei Yanchuan."

Pei Yanchuan was stunned by the girl's unexpected calm acceptance and her unhesitating distancing herself from the matter.

He first blinked slowly, then slowly lowered his head, his dark hair falling to slightly obscure his unfathomable eyes, and murmured softly, his tone gentle but with a hint of weirdness:

"Just pretend... nothing happened?"

Do you want to just brush aside what happened last night?

"Yes." Yang Cici nodded and turned to look for her bag.

"Anyway, we're all adults. I think I was drugged at the bar yesterday. Luckily you were there."

Looking at the bag that fell on the ground, she stood up and was about to pick it up.

When she passed by Pei Yanchuan, someone gently grabbed her wrist.

Looking down, I saw the man slowly raise his head, his peach blossom eyes slightly red, his expression showed pleading and helplessness.

His lips trembled slightly and his voice was so soft that it seemed as if it was about to break.

"Ci Ci, are you angry? You must think I did all this on purpose."