Chapter 113 Bewitching

People in Lincheng have always believed in climbing high places to pray for blessings. The most famous mountain here is Jingkong Mountain.

The temple on the top of Jingkong Mountain is also well-known far and wide. Old Mrs. Yu is a devout Buddhist and visits there almost every year.

Just as Yu Zhi and the others arrived, Old Lady Yu planned to take these young people with her to experience the Zen spirit.

Because we had to wait for Yu Heng, we originally planned to leave early in the morning, but because of his late flight, we had to postpone it to the afternoon.

Jingkong Mountain is not very high, but the sight of the moss-covered stone steps winding to the end of the sight is inevitably daunting.

With the support of Chen Jingran, Old Lady Yu walked with great speed. Yu Zhi was so tired that she started to sweat, but the old lady was still breathing very steadily.

Yu Zhi leaned against Pei Yuezhou, panting, her tone full of amazement, "Oh my God, this is really the physical fitness that an eighty-year-old lady should have?"

Yu Heng was on the other side of Old Lady Yu, chatting animatedly with someone.

Pei Yuezhou matched Yu Zhi's speed throughout the whole process, so he was left behind along with her.

He had a tall and straight figure, his ink-black shirt slightly opened by the mountain breeze, revealing his neat jawline. Even when he was just walking slowly, the elegant air around him was particularly eye-catching.

Although he was surrounded by ancient stone steps and plants, he looked like a carefully drawn painting, making people unable to help but look at him.

After walking for a while, Pei Yuezhou suddenly hooked her fingertips with his little finger, with an imperceptible intimacy.

"I'll carry you."

"Really?" Yu Zhi looked up at him in surprise, but when she saw the meaningful smile in his eyes, she immediately became alert. "Tell me, what are the conditions?"

Pei Yuezhou leaned over slightly, his warm breath brushing past her ears, his voice as low and magnetic as if soaked in a mountain spring: "Call me husband and listen."

Yu Zhi rarely called him that, only when she was teasing him.

But Pei Yuezhou likes this name very much.

The kind of liking that comes without any reason.

There may be many people in the world who call him A Yue, but only one person can call him like this.

That would give him the feeling that they were exclusive to each other.

Yu Zhi put her hands on her hips and stared at him with wide eyes, "But you never called me."

He smiled, his tone of voice so slow and drawn out that it was particularly alluring and made the tips of one's ears burn. "If my wife likes it, I'll call you that from now on."

It's like the breeze of a spring night, which makes people intoxicated.

Yu Zhi, who was always open-minded, suddenly blushed. She couldn't help but cough lightly, "Whatever you want."

"Then...should I..."

He had no intention of hiding the obvious hint and the excitement in his heart.

His eyes were so hot that they seemed to melt her.

Yu Zhi didn't feel embarrassed at all. She simply hugged his arm and pressed her weight onto him like a sloth, "I can't walk anymore, husband."

Yu Zhi buried her head and didn't see his expression, but she only heard his very light laugh, which floated to her ears with the mountain breeze, making her heart tremble with itch.

The next second, Pei Yuezhou squatted down in front of her without saying a word, with his broad back facing her steadily.

His shoulders are broad and smooth, and even when he is just squatting, he exudes a reassuring sense of strength.

Yu Zhi was finally able to rest openly without worrying about slowing down her progress, and she was finally satisfied.

She put her arms around Pei Yuezhou's neck, her eyes curved with a smile.

Pei Yuezhou walked steadily and did not deliberately speed up, but he soon caught up with Old Lady Yu and the others.

Looking at the two close friends who came into his sight, Chen Jingran just pursed his lips expressionlessly.

The old lady, on the other hand, couldn't help but tease, "This young couple is so sweet."

Yu Heng then chimed in: "Yes, yes, you don't know, we're together every day, I'm almost immune to it."

When he showed up to show his presence at this time, he naturally became the target of Old Lady Yu. She mercilessly pinched her nephew whom she had just praised.

"It's so nice for young couples to be like this, but you, a stinky boy, are still single at such an old age. Do you want to be a bachelor in the future?"

Yu Heng was still as nonchalant as ever, "Why not? It's so cool."

This frightened Old Lady Yu, and her face turned grim. "That won't do. Let's go. There's a marriage tree in the temple. It's very effective. I'll take you there to worship it."

The Yu family cannot let its incense be cut off.

Yu Heng was being pulled forward, her tone both sad and amusing. "My dear aunt, the gods are so busy all day long, please don't add to their workload. I'm quite content with my image as a diamond bachelor."

Old Madam Yu glared at him fiercely. "What are you satisfied with? If your grandmother knew you could remain single until now, she would be so angry that she would come back to life."

"You are being too serious..."

Seeing Yu Heng's miserable look as he was restrained by Old Madam Yu, Yu Zhi couldn't help but laugh.

"But I'm really curious, can a normal man, who is both handsome and rich, really remain single until now?"

Could it be that there is something wrong with his brother?

Pei Yuezhou's words interrupted Yu Zhi's increasingly off-track thoughts, "Maybe he was hit hard?"

He said this casually, but Yu Zhi took it to heart.

"I remember that you and my brother met through Song Yu. Did he ever tell you about my brother's love history when he was studying?"

Pei Yuezhou pursed his lips slightly.

It was his deliberate act that allowed him to get to know Song Yu.

He just wanted to make friends with Yu Heng through Song Yu.

Unexpectedly, they actually became good friends in the same circle in the end.

“Yes.”

Yu Zhi suddenly became excited, "Really? Tell me quickly."

Pei Yuezhou deliberately said in an innocent tone, "Your brother won't let me say it."

"I'm your wife, do you listen to him and not me?" Yu Zhi twisted his ear.

He didn't use much force, but because his skin was so fine, faint red marks were soon left behind, making him look like he had been badly bullied.

He seemed quite pleased and rubbed her hand.

"I'll tell you quietly in bed at night." He lowered his voice, with a hint of temptation.

Yu Zhi's words were full of distrust: "Are you sure we're just chatting?"

"certainly."

After all, it was getting dark, and Yu Zhi could wait any longer.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and suddenly felt distressed. "Ayue, are you tired? How about I come down and walk with you?"

"No, you don't weigh much."

"real?"

"Um."

"Then...if I get old, no longer pretty, and my figure is out of shape, will you still be willing to carry me like this?"

"meeting."

"A liar is a puppy."

"good."

As the sky darkened, the cold sunset dyed the mossy stone steps with color.

Occasionally, a returning bird would flutter by, casting its shadow on the darkening grass leaves. Even the air was filled with a soft, lazy feeling as night approached.

By the time the group arrived at the temple, it was already completely dark.