Chapter 58 Pei Yanchuan, Kiss Me
I don't know if Pei Yanchuan's words about getting back together really worked, or if it was the trembling apology in his voice that moved people.
In short, after he said those words, the girl who was lying on the ground crying suddenly became quiet.
After a few seconds, the girl moved her head and quietly showed one eye to look at Pei Yanchuan.
Under the dim light, the corners of the girl's eyes were red and sparkling, and it was impossible to tell whether she was drunk or sober.
In silence, she slowly reached out and held the man's arm, but did not speak.
Pei Yanchuan leaned over and gently pressed his forehead against the girl's face. His voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, baby... Let's get back together, okay?"
The person who was just coaxing others is now crying.
Yang Cici stared at him quietly without saying a word.
Big tears dripped onto her face and the back of her hands, and were then wiped away hurriedly by the man, his trembling voice ringing in her ears.
"I'm sorry... Cici, I'm sorry..."
Pei Yanchuan's fingertips trembled, and a few strands of hair were wet by his tears and stuck to his sweaty forehead. His originally neat features were covered with a layer of messy moisture, and he looked fragile and helpless.
He lowered his head, held the girl's fingertips, and kissed her lightly with trembling lips.
But seeing that the other party remained indifferent, Pei Yanchuan's face turned pale and his breathing became more rapid.
In panic, waves of dizziness came over him, and the familiar feeling of loss of control penetrated his body. Pei Yanchuan's pupils shrank and he immediately let go of his hand.
Medicine, he needs to take medicine...
He couldn't let Cici see him, so he went to the living room to take medicine...
Thinking of this, Pei Yanchuan hurriedly wanted to get off the bed.
But at this moment, someone grabbed his arm.
Turning his head, Pei Yanchuan saw a figure flash past before he could react.
The fragrance of the girl's hair brushed past his nose, and his arms felt soft and warm. The next second, his lips were gently bitten, and a kiss with the rich aroma of wine fell gently on his lips.
In the dim room, the girl's soft and slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ears.
"Pei Yanchuan, kiss me."
Pei Yanchuan's breath was choked, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.
The thought of frantically wanting to take medicine just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by disbelief as if I had been hit on the head by such a huge surprise.
He held the slender waist in his arms with trembling hands, lowered his head, opened his mouth, and kissed her gently and restrainedly.
The metal dial on her wrist was pressed against her through a thin layer of pajamas fabric, and the cold touch made Yang Cici tremble.
She hugged Pei Yanchuan's neck tightly and bit his chin aggrievedly.
"cold."
Pei Yanchuan immediately carried the person back into the quilt, and the duvet covered the figures of both of them.
The night light by the bed was turned off and the curtains were tightly closed.
In the dark room, the warm breath was filled with moisture, and the girl's sobbing was heard, accompanied by the man's gentle and patient coaxing.
The fair and slender arm fell out of the bed, covered with red marks, and was then gently grasped by a big hand and pulled back.
The night was silent, and the movements in the room were intermittent.
In the living room, a white medicine bottle lay quietly in the drawer.
That night, it never waited for its owner.
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The next day, Yang Cici was awakened by thirst.
She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the unfamiliar scene in front of her, her mind went blank for a moment and her eyes were dazed.
She moved, but her waist was restrained by a strong arm. The man's strong breath surrounded her tightly, and his hot breath sprayed on her neck. His breathing was steady and he looked like he was still asleep.
Yang Cici lay on the bed with her almond-shaped eyes open, her expression blank.
Then, looking at her arms covered with red marks, she fell silent again.
“…”
This development... is actually a bit wrong.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Cici slowly broke free from Pei Yanchuan's arm, then quietly lifted the quilt, gently opened the door and walked out.
"Crack..."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, the man sleeping on the bed slowly opened his eyes. There was a dark look in his eyes and he clenched his fists.
Yang Cici went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Then she held the cup and looked at the house in front of her with curiosity.
This is actually not the first time Yang Cici has come to Pei Yanchuan's house.
When she first learned that Pei Yanchuan lived in this luxurious large flat, she stood at the door in silence for a long time.
Although Pei Yanchuan explained that it was rented, Yang Cici could also guess that Pei Yanchuan's family must be very rich.
Although Pei Yanchuan said that the luxury items he had given her were not expensive, after Yu Jing reminded her, she also searched for the prices herself.
Well... I really can't throw it away now.
But true.
If his family wasn't rich, how could Pei Yanchuan work in such a shady company and even use cakes as salary?
Yang Cici put down the cup and walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
She looked at the red mark on her neck with curiosity and couldn't help but touch it.
"Is this a hickey?"
There are so many of them, exactly the same as what is described in the novel.
No, this is a novel world, so it's normal that it's exactly the same.
As she was observing, she suddenly widened her eyes in panic.
It's over! I still have to go to work today!
Yang Cici hurried to the living room. She seemed to have seen her bag on the sofa.
She took out her cell phone and just sent a message to her supervisor asking for leave when someone sent her a message.
Cheng Aojia: [Ci Ci, are you sober? ]
Yang Cici: [Yeah, I'm awake. Sister Cheng, I'm taking a day off today.]
Cheng Aojia: [...One day?]
Yang Cici: [What's wrong?]
Cheng Aojia: [It's okay, it's okay. Then you should have a good rest. Don't order such strong drinks next time (-ι_-). You get drunk in no time.]
Yang Cici: [OK〒▽〒]
Cheng Aojia: [Oh, by the way, did you know it was your ex-boyfriend who picked you up yesterday? Could he be the one you were talking about yesterday?]
Yang Cici paused.
After a moment of silence, she chose to send an emoticon.
Yang Cici: [(=^▽^=)]
Cheng Aojia, who received the expression: "..."
Ah~ It is true.
She replied with an "OK," but at the same time, she was secretly complaining that Wang Ting was so clueless. Wasn't this just a young couple's quarrel? They were saying it was serious enough to warrant a breakup.
After replying the message, Yang Cici put down her phone, looked at her pajamas, reached out to touch them, and then lowered her head to smell them gently.
It was all the cool sandalwood scent of Pei Yanchuan.
She propped up her chin and stared blankly at the counter in front of her.
At this moment, the sound of the door opening was heard.
Yang Cici turned her head to look for the sound and happened to meet Pei Yanchuan's eyes.
After their eyes met, there was a silence in the air.
After all, the two of them were hugging each other as friends the day before yesterday.
——Let’s sleep in the same bed today.
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