Chapter 118

The atmosphere became a little funny at one point.

Pei Yanhe calmly beckoned the two silly-looking girls with his finger, saying, "Give me my phone, I'll take a picture of you."

"Oh, okay." The short-haired girl responded repeatedly, not daring to raise her eyes, for fear of meeting the man's gaze.

After all, this "brother-in-law" looks quite aloof, which makes people feel inexplicably oppressed.

Chen Yizhi was surrounded by two girls and placed in the middle. She looked at the camera with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

After taking the photo, the two girls were very satisfied and ran away in a hurry because they were afraid of delaying their idol's meal.

Just leave a word before leaving.

"Wife, I wish you and your brother-in-law happiness!"

After everyone leaves.

Shen Yizhi sat down again.

The table was already filled with dishes ordered by Pei Yanhe, almost all of which were her favorites.

She looked across at him with her eyes blinking, as if she had something to say.

Pei Yanhe was slowly cutting steak for her when he noticed the gaze above his head.

He raised his eyelids, "Very happy?"

Shen Yizhi nodded like pounding garlic, the smile on his lips not diminishing: "Yeah."

“I never thought my paintings would be liked by so many people.”

When I was a child, I had a lot of wild ideas in my mind. The first time I picked up a paintbrush was to record my ideas.

Gradually, every time after that became a passion.

When little Chen Yizhi first picked up the paintbrush and started to paint, he probably never thought that his works would be spread around the world and internationally, and be seen and liked by so many people.

"Because you are worth it." Pei Yanhe looked at her through the flickering candlelight without blinking.

Deserves to be liked by so many people.

Deserves the best love in the world.

It is also worthy of standing on the top of the world's tallest pyramid.

Shen Yizhi smiled and teased: "Pei Shanshan, you are a pretty competent fiancé."

Even his narcissism is far beyond others.

Pei Yanhe curled his lips, "I am honored to be favored by Princess Shen."

Shen Yizhi: “…”

Pei Yanhe was still unsatisfied, his playful eyes fixed on her, "I wonder if Princess Shen would like me to serve you tonight?"

Shen Yizhi was completely speechless: "..."

In terms of thick-skinnedness, she admitted that she was indeed inferior to Pei Yanhe.

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In the evening, return to Mingjing Bay.

While Chen Yizhi was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Pei Yanhe, who had tried many times to go along but was always turned away, stood on the balcony, feeling the cool breeze on his face.

The sound of water dripping behind him was like falling marbles, hitting his throbbing temples again and again.

Even the cold wind cannot soothe the noise in my heart.

He rubbed his aching brow.

It’s all because of that rude remark in the restaurant.

This made Shen Yizhi so angry that she didn't forget to retort him before entering the bathroom.

"Mr. Pei, I think it's better to maintain a sense of boundaries before getting married."

With a "click", the bathroom door was closed decisively and locked.

Like guarding against thieves.

The cell phone placed aside suddenly buzzed twice.

Pei Yanhe picked it up and found it was a message from Qin Mi.

[Boss Pei, do you want to delete these two posts?]

Then, he sent two screenshots.

Pei Yanhe clicked it without changing his expression.

It was a post from the two little fans I met by chance in the restaurant, along with a photo with Shen Yizhi.

Attached is a long list of reflections on the meeting. The first half is normal, until the last few lines, the style suddenly changes and becomes——

"I want to praise my ocean wife so much. My wife, you are so beautiful! My wife, you smell so good! My wife, you are so gentle! My wife, I will love you forever!"

Pei Yanhe: "..."

My back teeth were almost broken, and a strong smell of vinegar wafted through my chest.

But the message sent to Secretary Qin was extremely generous.

[No, keep it]

After all, he really likes Shen Yizhi, so he can tolerate her for a short time.

"Pei Shanshan, I forgot to bring a change of clothes, please help me get it!"

Shen Yizhi’s voice called out from the bathroom behind him.

Pei Yanhe turned off his phone, walked into the bedroom, and asked through the steamy bathroom door, "Where did you put it?"

Shen Yizhi thought for a moment, "It seems to be by the bed, can you take a look?"

Pei Yanhe turned his head and saw clean clothes folded at the head of the bed.

He picked it up and returned.

"Open the door."

Without thinking, Shen Yizhi unlocked the door, opened it a crack, and reached out his hand.

"Put it in my hands."

Wisps of mist drifted out from the narrow gap in the door.

The girl's porcelain-white skin was faintly pink after being soaked in hot water, revealing an unspoken attraction.

There is a faint sweet fragrance mixed in it.

In an instant, it filled his nasal cavity.

Pei Yanhe knew clearly that this was the bath fragrance that Shen Yizhi usually used.

It smells like the perfume she gave him.

The scent of jasmine after the rain.

It brushed silently across every inch of his skin, as if shouting and challenging his bottom line.

Shen Yizhi stretched out his hand for a long time, but saw no movement, "Pei——"

Just as I was about to speak, I saw the bathroom door being pushed open.

Before she could see clearly, she was pushed against the damp and cold wall.

There was a bath towel behind her back.

But the cool breeze from the man in front of her still made her shiver.

There was no time to ask.

The lips were blocked.

Unbridled, from shallow to deep, water vapor fills the nostrils.

“Hmm—”

Her fingertips loosely grasped the hem of his shirt and she was forced to raise her head to meet him. Her limbs became weak from the kisses.

As if he had noticed something, Pei Yanhe squeezed his legs between her knees, and held her wet and delicate waist with his broad hands, pressing her tightly against him.

The large and small water droplets on her body wet his white shirt and black trousers.

The clothes that were originally ironed flat became messy and wet.

The palm behind her waist became increasingly hot, causing the blood in her body to boil.

Shen Yizhi wanted to hide, but couldn't.

She was trapped between the wall and him.

Their bodies fit tightly together, leaving no gap even between the lips and teeth.

Shen Yizhi was so breathless from the kiss that a sound of resistance could not help but escape from his throat.

Pei Yanhe then found a chance to let her go.

Shen Yizhi rested her head against his chest, breathing softly. She usually washed her hair first when she showered, then dried it until it was half dry and tied it into a round bun.

Pei Yanhe lowered his eyelashes, and what caught his eye was her fair and slender swan neck. A few strands of hair stuck to the sides of her face, and downward, the plump and unobstructed curve rose and fell with her breathing.

After a long while, Shen Yizhi caught his breath and managed to utter a sentence.

"What are you doing here?"

Pei Yanhe's neck muscles were tense, and his breathing became disordered. "Let's take a shower together?"

Shen Yizhi raised her eyes, staring at him with a pair of misty eyes, and declined politely: "I've already finished washing."

Pei Yanhe's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Wash with me again."

The tone of the statement did not ask what she meant.