Chapter 40 I Only Love You, Aci
Late at night, a black Maybach slowly stopped at the Yu Shui Bay Villa.
Wen Ci looked at the darkened villa, then turned to look at Xie Peizhou, who was dozing in the passenger seat, and gently nudged him, "Uncle, we're home."
Xie Peizhou responded to her slowly, rubbed his brows, pushed open the passenger door and walked out alone.
Wen Ci frowned as she watched his unruly steps in the night. She took her bag and walked around the front of the car to steady him again. "Let me help you get in. Be careful not to fall."
Xie Peichang put his arm around her thin shoulders and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Okay."
Wen Ci used as a crutch and struggled to carry Xie Peizhou to the bedroom on the second floor.
The huge villa was empty.
Xie Peizhou said that Aunt Zhou had taken leave for the past two days because her grandson at home was sick and needed care.
Wen Ci didn't expect that after five years of no contact, Aunt Zhou already had a grandson, but she didn't expect that Song Wanqing didn't live in Yu Shui Bay.
Wen Ci stood by the bed, turned on the bedroom air conditioner, adjusted it to sleep mode at 26 degrees, then bent down to cover Xie Peizhou with the air-conditioned quilt.
The man on the bed had his eyes closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and his breathing was heavy and drunken.
Wen Ci used her eyes to trace his cold brows, and couldn't help but stretch out her index finger to rub his brows to soothe his frown.
Over the years, Wen Ci has been fantasizing, if she had not been taken to the Xie family by Grandpa Xie, and had not been arranged by Grandpa Xie to be taken care of by Xie Peizhou, and if there was no obvious "uncle-nephew" relationship between them, would they have a happy ending?
But if that were true, she and Xie Peizhou might never have any intersection in their lives.
There is no good outcome between them.
Wen Ci smiled bitterly and tucked the quilt for him, "Good night."
But when he turned to leave, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big, hot hand.
Wen Ci's body stiffened slightly, and she turned around to find that Xie Peizhou's eyes were open, looking at her darkly.
My heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the small gesture I made just now to help him relax his brows made him notice something?
"Uncle, I..."
Wen Ci felt guilty and wanted to pull her hand away, but she didn't expect that the drunk Xie Peizhou had such great wrist strength.
"Uncle, I'm Wen Ci." Wen Ci said softly.
She thought that if Xie Peizhou was still a little conscious, he would let go of her hand immediately after hearing her name.
But unexpectedly, the force increased in the next second.
When Wen Ci reacted, Xie Peizhou pulled her upper body onto the bed.
A heavy arm was placed across his waist, belonging to Xie Peizhou.
Wen Ci's pupils widened, and her hands subconsciously curled up to grab the quilt. This posture was like the two of them lying in bed, with Xie Peizhou hugging her tightly from behind.
"Uncle..." Wen Ci's heart was beating like thunder, and her voice turned into a tremor when it came out.
Because Xie Peizhou not only hugged her, but also rested his head on the back of her neck and shoulder. Wen Ci even felt that Xie Peizhou was kissing the skin of her neck.
It was wet and hot, and a cool scent of alcohol entered her breath. The skin he kissed seemed to have lost all feeling.
His hands gripped the quilt tighter and tighter.
Wen Ci's body trembled slightly.
How could Xie Peizhou kiss her? !
Wen Ci panicked and tried to get up to avoid it, but she felt a pulling force on her waist and abdomen.
There was a soft "bang" on the bed.
When her eyes focused again, Wen Ci was lying flat on Xie Peizhou's bed, and Xie Peizhou was lying right above her. Their faces were so close that even their breaths were entangled.
Wen Ci was flustered.
Her eyelashes trembled, and her lips trembled slightly, "Uncle..."
Xie Peizhou suddenly kissed her.
Wen Ci's pupils dilated as she looked at the handsome face so close to her. Her mind froze and went blank.
Xie Peizhou was really kissing her.
Did he really know who he was kissing now?
"Aci, Aci..."
Wen Ci suddenly heard her own name.
My heart felt like it was being gently squeezed.
Wen Ci suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.
Just then, the man pried open her teeth.
The sweet taste of wine spreads between lips and teeth.
Wen Ci seemed to be drunk too. She looked into his deep and gentle black eyes, her wet hands tightly grasping the collar of his shirt.
She should have pushed him away, but she uncontrollably pulled him tighter.
Tentatively, fearfully, she cautiously responded to his kiss.
Xie Peizhou, do you know how much I like you?
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The bedroom gradually warms up.
The hidden button on her back was undone by the man's slender fingers. The sudden loosening made Wen Ci's eyelids tremble. She opened her eyes with a little clarity, "Uncle..."
Xie Peizhou bit her lips and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Call me Peizhou."
"Pei, Peizhou."
Wen Ci uttered these two words with a breathy sound.
The next moment, the man kissed her fiercely and domineeringly.
"Peizhou..."
Wen Ci's forehead was covered in sweat, as if she was drowning in high-temperature magma. She had never imagined that one day, Xie Peizhou would take the initiative to ask her to offend his superiors and call him by his name.
She never expected that Xie Peizhou would kiss her so domineeringly and passionately.
At this moment, there was only a ball of fire left in Wen Ci's mind.
She had forgotten that he was her nominal elder, that he was Song Wanqing's husband, and that there was a huge gap between them.
She couldn't deceive herself. She still liked him and wanted to be with him.
Step by step, the two men continued to approach the edge of the crater.
If you take one more step forward, you will fall completely into the lava, which is both fatal and exciting.
"Mommy, quickly answer Nian Nian's phone, quickly answer Nian Nian's phone~"
The phone on the bedside table vibrated and the screen lit up.
The incoming call voice belonging only to her daughter reached Wen Ci's ears.
Wen Ci opened her eyes as if waking from a dream.
The scalding body temperature suddenly cooled down.
Xie Peizhou was still kissing her, his hand even...
Wen Ci's face turned from red to white, and she pushed him away and stumbled off the bed.
She picked up the cell phone on the bedside table and ran out of the bedroom with her messy clothes.
After running out of the villa, Wen Ci's hot body temperature had already cooled down.
The midsummer night breeze blew her messy hair.
She realized belatedly what she was doing.
Is she going to drag Xie Peizhou, who is married and has done her a favor, down to hell?
"Mommy, why did you answer the phone just now?"
The phone was pressed against my cold ear, and my daughter's soft and caring voice came.
Wen Ci squatted on the ground, hugged herself tightly with her arms, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, which she couldn't control.
She took a deep breath and tried to smile, "Baby, what's wrong?"
"I'm worried about you. Isn't there a night show tonight? Why haven't you gone home yet?"
Wen Ci pursed her lips and said, "I had dinner with a friend. I'm taking a taxi back now. I'll be home soon."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home. News on the way. Bye~"
"Bye~"
Wen Ci hung up the phone.
There was a sensor street light in the yard. Wen Ci tidied up her messy clothes and called a taxi on her mobile phone.
Soon, a taxi stopped at the door of the villa.
Wen Ci opened the back door of the car, bent down to get in, and couldn't help but look at the bedroom on the second floor where the light was still on.
My heart was gripped hard.
Wen Ci closed her eyes, bent down and got into the car.
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Master bedroom on the second floor.
On the bed.
Xie Peizhou still maintained the same posture as before, with his brows furrowed and eyes closed.
He held the pillow that Wen Ci had just rested on in his arms, rubbing his cheek against it and occasionally giving it a kiss.
"Aci, Aci..."
"Don't marry Qin Wang, marry me. I don't care about the rumors. I only love you, Ah Ci..."
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