Chapter 42 Baby, can you go home?
"Yeah, like holding hands and stuff."
Sensing a chance, Li Xuanmeng continued walking forward with a smile, "There's nothing to lose by giving it a try, or... you don't dare?"
The method of provoking someone never gets boring.
This is even more true for yanderes.
Although there is a certain degree of danger, it can bring out the true dark side of their hearts.
Li Xuanmeng was prepared for Pei Yanchuan to be angry, but unexpectedly the man just put away his phone slowly.
He took a step back and spoke calmly:
"Yes, I don't dare."
Li Xuanmeng:?
system:?
Li Xuanmeng's smile froze on her face: "You... don't dare?"
Pei Yanchuan's eyes remained calm: "Is there any problem?"
“…”
[System, is this yandere really a yandere?] Li Xuanmeng asked a soul-searching question.
System: [Although... please don't question it, he is the one.]
Everyone else said they didn’t dare, what else could Li Xuanmeng do?
She could only grit her teeth and step back, saying with a forced smile: "I don't dare... then forget it."
She looked at the time and saw that Yang Cici would be back soon.
Never mind, I've said everything I need to say.
"Then I'll go back first. You should leave quickly too. If Yang Cici sees you, you can't blame me."
Pei Yanchuan still stood there in silence.
Ten minutes later, Yu Jing drove downstairs.
Just as she was about to unbuckle her seatbelt, she heard Yang Cici say, "I can go up by myself. You should go back quickly too."
Yu Jing stopped moving: "Can you really do this alone? Or should I take you upstairs?"
Yang Cici picked up her bag and got out of the car. Her tone was softer than usual, but there was nothing unusual about it.
"Really? It's just downstairs. Why would I fall asleep in the elevator? And we have surveillance cameras installed on every floor. It's very safe."
As she spoke, she closed the car door and waved with a smile: "Bye."
Yu Jing had no choice but to start the car again, "Then I'll leave?"
"Uh-huh."
As the car left, the smile on the girl's face slowly faded. She patted her face, then lowered her head to smell her own scent, her nose wrinkled.
"It doesn't smell good."
Her eyes fell on the stone bench next to her. Yang Cici slowly walked over, bent down and touched it, and after confirming that it was not dirty, she sat on it.
She looked down at her shoes, shaking her legs from time to time with a dazed expression.
It was past nine o'clock in the community at this time. The aunties who were dancing in the square around here had just finished, and you could still see quite a few people walking on the streets.
Some aunts seemed to know Yang Cici, and came up to say hello when they saw her.
"Ci Ci, why don't you go up?"
Yang Cici was slow to react. She looked up, blinked, nodded, and spoke slowly, "I'll be right up."
She was usually a bit slow-witted, and the smell of alcohol on her body faded a little in the air. Her rosy, drunken face was hidden by the night, so no one noticed that something was wrong with her.
The aunts nodded when they heard this, said a few words of concern and went upstairs.
The weather today is a little colder than usual, and I couldn't stand it after staying there for a while.
Yang Cici licked her dry lips and murmured to herself, "I want to drink some water..."
She rubbed her dizzy head and slowly stood up with the help of a chair.
Before he could stand up straight, the sound of steady and slow footsteps suddenly rang out, until they stopped in front of him, and a pair of bright black leather shoes appeared in his sight.
Yang Cici paused.
The familiar cool fragrance drifted into my nose along with the evening breeze.
The next second, the man's familiar low voice filled his ears.
"Porcelain."
She lowered her head and remained silent for several seconds. Then she slowly raised her head, tilted it slightly, and uttered a faint, puzzled sound: "Hmm?"
Pei Yanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him.
Under the night sky, the girl's usually clear almond-shaped eyes were now covered with a layer of water, with peach-colored ripples at the end of her eyes and a watery sheen on her plump lips.
His eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and after hesitating, he reached out and gently touched the girl's earlobe, his voice a little hoarse: "Have you been drinking?"
Yang Cici nodded obediently and stretched out her hand to gesture with one finger.
"I only drank a little."
The tail end of her tone was drawn out like a coquettish kitten, with a hint of drunken enchantment in her furry laziness.
Pei Yanchuan bent down, his eyes fixed on the mist in the girl's eyes.
It seems that he is really drunk.
He gently lifted the girl's hair from her ears and asked in a coaxing voice, "Who am I?"
Yang Cici stared at him for a long time and suddenly stretched out her hand.
Seeing the man's stunned expression, she narrowed her eyes and slowly put her arms around his neck.
Standing on tiptoe and resting her chin on the man's shoulder, she whispered, "You smell so good."
Rich woody cool fragrance.
There were no other strange smells, just this one.
Yang Cici's eyes curved into two crescents, and she rubbed them unconsciously, "I like it..."
Pei Yanchuan froze in place, not daring to move. His soul felt a little light-headed, as if a feather was gently brushing across his heart.
The whole person feels like being in a dream, fulfilled and happy.
After confirming that the girl was really drunk, he gently put his arms around her slender waist and held her in his arms, blocking the cold evening wind.
He lowered his voice and asked softly, "Baby, can we go home? It's too cold outside."
Yang Cici didn't say anything, but just hugged his neck tightly and rubbed against his arms.
Pei Yanchuan's breath was choked. He could hardly control his excitement. His fingertips trembled as he held her lovingly in his arms. He lowered his head to rub the tip of her ear, his lips curled up, his tone tender and obsessed: "Can I take you upstairs? Just nod your head and I'll carry you upstairs."
Yang Cici tilted her head and nodded slowly under the man's burning gaze.
The next second, he was picked up by the waist.
She subconsciously hugged the other person's neck tightly.
There was no one around, and the man walked towards the elevator step by step with her in his arms, his steps steady and powerful.
Just as the elevator door was about to close, a sudden female voice rang out.
"Hey hey hey! Wait a minute!"
The sound of running was getting closer and closer until it was completely close to the elevator entrance, and the female voice became clearer and clearer.
"Oh, luckily I made it in time. I was so tired."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Cici paused. She turned her head calmly, closed her eyes and buried her face in Pei Yanchuan's arms, her ears quietly turning red under her hair.
Feeling her movements, Pei Yanchuan lowered his head and was about to ask if she was feeling unwell when he suddenly heard the woman's surprised voice.
"Hey, it's already been pressed? Are you on our floor too, young man?"
Aunt Lin wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked while looking at the strange man in front of her... and the faceless woman in his arms.
She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, her gaze falling on Pei Yanchuan's face.
"Why haven't I seen you before?"
And that woman...why does her figure look familiar?
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