Chapter 36 Pei Yanchuan, are you angry?
Information? What information?
At this moment, Pei Yanchuan's brain was a little confused.
From his angle, he could only see the girl's fluffy head, fluttering eyelashes, small nose, smooth and delicate cheeks like tempting peaches, and her mouth pursed in grievance.
Although the timing was wrong, Pei Yanchuan's breathing became heavier and his fingertips itched.
I want to touch... I want to touch...
I want to kiss you more.
"Bao... Cici, what message?" He stiffened and tentatively grasped the girl's wrist. "I replied to every message."
"You're lying!" Yang Cici raised her head, her clear brown eyes gleaming with light.
She unconsciously took a step forward and said in a small voice, "I asked you if you had eaten, but you didn't answer me! I don't want to eat with you!"
No sincerity at all!
Pei Yanchuan couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality. He stood there in a daze, the fragrance of the girl lingering on his nose.
He even felt like they hadn't broken up yet.
His hands are always faster than his brain. By the time he reacted, he had already put his arm around the girl's waist and whispered to her, "I didn't mean to not reply."
He paused, then slowly said: "Because I want to eat with you, I'm afraid that if I say I haven't eaten, you will ask me to finish eating before coming over."
Yang Cici blinked, "Really?"
"real."
Oh...so that's how it is.
You should have said it earlier.
Yang Cici loosened her hands and just as she was about to withdraw, she felt the force restraining her waist.
She paused and looked down in confusion.
Pei Yanchuan withdrew his hand instantly, "Sorry, subconsciously..."
Yang Cici touched her waist, then looked at the panicked man in front of her, sizing him up with her dark eyes.
Subconscious?
Is Pei Yanchuan only subconsciously like this towards himself?
That would be great.
Does this also mean that Pei Yanchuan still has feelings for her?
Yu Jing is so right.
But he couldn't be too happy yet, because his current mission was to make Pei Yanchuan angry.
Yang Cici stood there in serious thought.
Will Pei Yanchuan be angry if I refuse to eat?
But I'm so hungry now.
Looking up at Pei Yanchuan, she asked, "Are we still going there for dinner?"
There was no need to even mention names; this was a tacit conversation that was unique to them.
Pei Yanchuan froze and nodded slowly.
"……yes."
As he spoke, he observed the girl's expression calmly.
But the girl just looked at him innocently, as if she knew nothing.
"Okay then, let's go."
Pei Yanchuan clenched his fists instantly, his eyes stunned.
Don’t know? Cici really doesn’t know?
He silently opened the umbrella and helped the girl into the car. Even until he sat in the driver's seat, his mind was still a little confused.
And Yang Cici next to her was like a curious kitten, breaking off something here to have a look, and then opening it there to search.
Pei Yanchuan noticed her movements and paused.
"What are you looking for?"
"Looking for lipstick."
This is how it’s portrayed in novels and on TV: if there’s another girl in the car, something’s bound to fall.
Pei Yanchuan came closer to help her open the storage slot, "When did it disappear?"
Yang Cici paused and raised her head.
"I didn't drop it. I was looking for someone else's."
Pei Yanchuan was stunned, clearly not reacting. "You lost someone else's? Have you already compensated?"
“…”
Yang Cici stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly narrowed her eyes and closed her eyes.
"Not yet. I'll compensate her later."
Yang Cici went to the restaurant in a good mood. After arriving at the place, she got out of the car and waited for Pei Yanchuan to lock the car before they walked towards the restaurant together.
It’s strange to say, the two of them separated yesterday, each surrounded by different opposite sexes, but they came together again today.
The other waiters obviously recognized them. Although they tried their best to disguise themselves, the look of surprise and hesitation in their eyes was still obvious.
Pei Yanchuan remained silent, and Yang Cici pretended not to understand.
When taking the elevator upstairs, Yang Cici met the waitress again.
The two looked at each other, and the waitress was obviously stunned.
She lowered her head and pressed the elevator button, her tone unchanged: "I wish you a pleasant meal."
Yang Cici smiled and replied, "Thank you."
The elevator door closed, and the only sounds in the small space were their breathing.
Relying on the reflection of the elevator door, Yang Cici slowly met Pei Yanchuan's eyes.
Their eyes met in the air for a second, but neither of them spoke.
The second floor was soon reached, breaking the silence.
When they arrived at the private room, the man whispered, "I ordered the dishes in advance, they are all your favorites."
"Okay." Yang Cici sat down and turned to look at the man standing at the door. "Don't you want to sit down?"
Pei Yanchuan's eyes fell on the seat next to her, his fingertips clenched, he slowly raised his legs and finally chose to sit opposite her.
Yang Cici leaned back in her chair and stared at Pei Yanchuan's face.
She played with the spoon in her hand and spoke first: "Pei Yanchuan, you are amazing. You can always book a private room. I couldn't get one when I came yesterday."
Her proactive confession made Pei Yanchuan's body even stiffer.
He stared at the plate in front of him, his eyes unfocused.
Cici really doesn't know...
So who is that note for?
"You... came here alone?" Pei Yanchuan didn't know how much courage he had to say this.
"No."
Pei Yanchuan's palms were sweating. "Are you here with Yu Jing?"
“Not really.”
"Who are you with?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Cici didn't say anything.
She knew that Pei Yanchuan was testing her. The waitress sent her a message saying that Pei Yanchuan had asked about something.
Therefore, Pei Yanchuan knew that she and Wang Ting came here to eat.
She supported her chin and spoke slowly after a few seconds.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Pei Yanchuan's pupils shrank, and the air around him suddenly became very thin. Every breath was extremely difficult, as if dense needles were pricking his skin.
His arms were shaking, and he forgot how he managed to smile, and also forgot how he said the rest of the words.
"Sorry, I-I won't ask anymore... I'm just... curious."
Sure enough, I shouldn’t have skipped the psychological consultation to see Ci Ci.
Pei Yanchuan lowered his head, his pupils somewhat dilated.
My condition is still not very stable. What if someone notices something is wrong?
In the silent silence, Yang Cici opposite suddenly stood up.
She walked up to the man, squatted down and looked at him with her head tilted.
"Pei Yanchuan, are you feeling unwell?"
"...Yeah." The man's thoughts couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and he answered subconsciously. His body couldn't stop shaking, and the coldness spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.
He even wanted to take the medicine in his pocket, but his remaining consciousness stopped him from doing so.
no……
Cici will see it...
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, his face turned pale, his dark pupils cast unfocused on the ground, and he pleaded in a low voice with trembling lips:
"Ci Ci, be good and sit back..."
Don't look at him, don't look at him anymore...
If he had known this, he wouldn't have come...
But the next second, someone gently held her face.
The girl's soft and clean voice sounded in my ears.
"Pei Yanchuan, are you angry?"
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