Chapter 78

Ever since he knew they were in love, Shen Dongliang's expression had always been lukewarm, and he was even more sullen at the dinner table, not saying a word.

Pei Yanhe could basically guess some of the reasons.

When the whole family dotes on Shen Yizhi, Shen Dongliang will act as a negative example and treat her strictly and seriously.

Even during those little fights when they were kids, Shen Dongliang always stood by him without hesitation.

But in fact, Shen Dongliang's love for Shen Yiji is no less than anyone else.

"Uncle Shen."

Pei Yanhe turned his head to look at Shen Dongliang, his voice more serious than ever before, "I know everything you want to say."

"It's my honor to have her with me. Don't worry, I won't let her suffer any injustice."

Shen Dongliang was stunned for a moment, and said earnestly: "Xiao He, it's you that Uncle Shen is worried about."

"Zhizhi has been spoiled since she was a child and can't stand the slightest grievance, so you have to work hard to accommodate her. If you are bullied by her in the future, remember to come to Uncle Shen. Uncle Shen will support you!"

Pei Yanhe laughed, his casual nature overflowing from his bones, and said lightly: "I was bullied by her since I was a child, I'm used to it."

I didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Shen Dongliang smiled helplessly with his head down, and after a moment of silence, he turned his gaze back to the direction of the flower room and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately it's you. I wouldn't be so confident with others."

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In fact, the whole family knew that there were some benefits after she started dating Pei Yanhe.

Shen Yizhi finally didn't have to hide her identity when she went to Pei Yanhe's house, nor did she have to make up some lame excuses out of guilt.

Pei Yanhe was in the company during the day, and Shen Yizhi was too lazy to go to the company to find him, so she stayed up until the evening, estimated the time he would go home, and waited on the sofa in his living room in advance.

Bored, she scrolled through her phone and started surfing.

I usually read a lot of posts about the human body structure. Later on, I learned about her interests on the web page and recommended some muscular men to her from time to time.

Occasionally she would pick out one or two and look at them carefully.

For example, now.

Shen Yizhi used two fingers to zoom in and out on the screen. He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't even notice the sound of the door opening and closing.

Until a low-pitched voice suddenly sounded behind him.

“It looks good?”

Shen Yizhi shuddered and almost dropped her phone. She immediately turned off the phone, turned her head, and smiled.

"Pei Shanshan, you're back."

Pei Yanhe glanced at her meaningfully, loosened his shirt and tie, and leaned over to grab her phone without saying a word.

Without even thinking, he skillfully entered the password and opened it.

The screen clearly displayed a picture of a male model with well-defined abdominal muscles and a very muscular figure.

After just a second, he threw his phone back onto the sofa and asked calmly, "Do you usually like to watch these things?"

"It's okay. I'll just take a look when I'm bored." Shen Yizhi opened her arms towards him, asking for a hug.

Pei Yanhe walked around the front of the sofa and sat down. He held her in his arms and sat her on his lap. "If you're bored, why don't you come to the company to find me?"

Shen Yizhi was quite interested in his tie. He lowered his head and loosened the knot, tied it again and loosened it again. He took the time to reply, “I don’t want to go.”

From time to time, her fingertips gently scraped his protruding Adam's apple. Pei Yanhe's throat became dry, and swallowing his saliva did not help.

His voice was hoarse, his eyes dark. "So you're just here looking at the plums to quench your thirst?"

Looking at the plum to quench thirst?

Shen Yizhi raised her head to look at him, and bumped into his deep dark eyes, and deliberately said: "Yeah, even if you have a boyfriend in real life, you can't touch him, right? You can only look at him online."

"What's the matter, Pei Shanshan, are you jealous?"

To be honest, someone like Pei Yanhe, who doesn't care about anything and looks calm and composed, doesn't seem like the kind of person who would get jealous over such a small matter.

"Oh, so this is called jealousy?"

Pei Yanhe said lightly: "Then I'm jealous."

Shen Yizhi pursed the corners of her mouth that wanted to turn up, and the secret joy in her eyes could not be hidden, "Pei puppy, you are so cute."

When you praise a man for being cute, that's the beginning of her fall.

Shen Yizhi pulled his tie towards him decisively and without hesitation, kissing him on the lips accurately.

I was just planning to give him a light touch, but I didn't expect him to grab the back of my head.

Pei Yanhe put his other hand behind her waist, holding her close to him, and continued to deepen the kiss.

Hormones continued to spread in the quiet air.

Shen Yizhi rested her hands on his chest. Since she was sitting on his lap, she didn't need to raise her head and responded to the kiss.

Her hand was suddenly led under his shirt, and her palm touched the hot, firm muscles.

Her eyes suddenly widened, and it felt like a ball of sparks exploded in her head, with no escape from every cell.

Pei Yanhe floated beside her ear and breathed softly, and hot air sprayed out, burning straight into her ear.

"Don't you like it? I'll let you touch me as much as you want."

It seemed as if his cheeks were steaming. Shen Yizhi took a long time to calm down before speaking: "So generous?"

Pei Yanhe looked straight at her and said slowly, "When have I ever been stingy with you?"

That’s a lot.

Shen Yizhi's trim and rounded fingertips gently poked his abdominal muscles under his shirt, and scratched them like feathers, which was inexplicably tempting.

She muttered, "Who said no?"

"You have to care about me when I kiss you, and when I touch you, you have to care about me too. You are so self-disciplined, Pei Shanshan."

Her lips were kissed until they were rosy red, opening and closing, occasionally revealing the pink tip of her tongue.

Pei Yanhe's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I really want to kiss you, Zhizhi."

Shen Yizhi raised his head quite generously, “Master Zhizhi has approved it.”

It's not this kind of kiss, it's the delusion of wanting to melt her into my bones.

Pei Yanhe lowered his head but still touched her lips symbolically.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Shen Yizhi withdrew his hands from his abdominal muscles, slowly got down from his legs, and spoke hurriedly.

"I have something to give you, please wait for me."

After saying that, the man walked out.

The warm and charming atmosphere in the huge villa has not yet dissipated.

Pei Yanhe's originally neat white shirt was crumpled into wrinkles. He leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, looking as if he had been ravaged and then abandoned.

And Shen Yizhi is the one who can just pull up his pants and run.

It was ten minutes later when she came back.

Pei Yanhe was still sitting on the sofa in the same position, looking up at the ceiling, so bored that he counted the chandelier pendants without even playing with his phone.

Shen Yizhi sat down next to him and stuffed a piece of sketch paper into his hand, her tone still somewhat expectant.

"Open it and take a look."

Pei Yanhe lowered his head and followed instructions, unfolding the drawing paper bit by bit until the entire painting appeared before his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "Is this me?"

On the drawing paper was a man with his upper body exposed. He was wiping his head with one hand, his back slightly bent, his muscles smooth and neat, with drops of water seemingly rolling down, giving him a certain ascetic sexiness.

"If it's not you, who else could it be?"

Shen Yizhi smiled at him and said, "This is for you. Now, you can add another painting of mine to your bedside."

For the first time, Pei Yanhe did not make any bet as a prerequisite.

Openly and aboveboard, she carved her things on his territory.