Chapter 18 The Eighteenth Day of Restraint He had long wanted to bite there.
Shan Yin couldn't remember whether he put his arms around Pei Yunhe's neck first or Pei Yunhe bent down first.
The moment their eyes met, some things seemed to be out of control, and she was instantly overwhelmed by the wave of love.
The scent of orange soda mixed with sandalwood completely enveloped her for the first time. The wetness on her lips was completely different from the sacred kiss at the wedding that day.
He first held her gently in his mouth, then held the back of her head and neck with his hands, without taking any further action.
Shan Yin even felt the trembling between his lips and teeth. She was distracted for no reason. It turned out that he could be nervous too.
And it was precisely because of this moment of distraction that Pei Yunhe felt competitive and suddenly bit her lower lip.
He had wanted to bite there for a long time.
Every time he saw her biting her lip when she was embarrassed, staining her red lips with some white, he felt torn, wanting to stop her, but also wanting to experience it himself.
As he bit her lips, they finally changed color under his teeth, but it was no longer white, and became more tender and juicy.
Pei Yunhe was amazed that there could be such a change. Something was about to burst out in his heart. He wanted to kiss her, he wanted to kiss her again.
The attack was fierce, and Shan Yin was shocked and in pain. She shrank into the pillow unconsciously, but Pei Yunhe's hands were holding her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would escape. He hugged her tightly, using her lips as the light point, and climbed up the stairs, following the light.
So she started to take it seriously, and with an attitude of trying and accepting, she immersed herself in it little by little.
She was studious and good at learning. Soon, the two people's breaths had already intertwined together. To be more precise, her breath had already been completely swallowed up by Pei Yunhe.
She could no longer distinguish the smell of orange soda from that of sandalwood. Desire and passion intertwined in her mind, and a drowsy feeling seeped into every cell. She felt increasingly hotter.
While floating, Shan Yin wanted oxygen. She reached out to push Pei Yunhe in front of her, but the strength of her hand, like a kitten kneading milk, made Pei Yunhe feel reluctant.
He took a deep breath, and just separated from her for a moment. Before the ambiguous silver thread was broken, he lowered his head and lingered on her neck again.
Shan Yin was so excited that she leaned back, and a certain part of her body that was arched was easily conquered. She dug her fingertips into Pei Yunhe's hair and called his name hurriedly.
"Pei Yunhe——"
But this whisper was like a morale-boosting call. He blocked the last syllable of her words in his throat, and his warm palms reached into the soft fabric.
So hot.
Pei Yunhe curled his fingertips and frowned because of the heat from the sheets.
The temperature of his hands was already high, but compared with Dan Yin's body temperature, he even felt that his hands were cold.
Even though he had no experience, he knew that this temperature was wrong.
The person he loved was still in a daze, and no matter how moved Pei Yunhe was, he could not ignore Shan Yin's strange behavior.
He withdrew his hand and stroked Shan Yin's cheek and forehead. In the faint moonlight, he could see the abnormal blush on her face.
"Dan Yin, do you have a fever?"
When he first heard this, Shan Yin thought Pei Yunhe was talking about some whispers in bed.
She turned her head away in shame, her fingertips about to scratch.
"Don't say that. If you want to try, just try..."
Pei Yunhe held her hand in his palm, suddenly bent down, and made some space above her.
"Why are you still trying? You have a fever, Shan Yin."
No matter how much he likes it, he can't do such a beastly thing.
"Just lie down, I'll get you some medicine."
Shan Yin was still unconscious, so Pei Yunhe turned over quickly, got out of bed and left the bedroom.
I don't know when she caught a cold. Was it because she splashed herself with those two glasses of water? Or was it because she took a bath too long and got blown by the wind?
Her body is just as frail as she looks, and she doesn't even know how to take care of herself.
Pei Yunhe complained while rummaging through the medicine cabinet, then turned around to get a glass of warm water. After a while, he returned to the bed.
By then, Shan Yin had already woken up. She curled up in the pillow and quilt, with her fox eyes wide open and a wet red blush at the corners of her eyes.
She didn't dare to move. The smell of orange soda and sandalwood had long since disappeared from the surroundings. Everywhere was filled with the mixed scent of her and Pei Yunhe, which could be described as the scent of lust.
She was afraid that if she moved, her five senses would be activated again. That feeling was really intoxicating, and she was embarrassed to think about it again.
But Pei Yunhe came back, his expression still a little serious, sitting beside the bed and calling her name.
"Single chant."
Shan Yin's unnecessary desire to compare resurfaced. She refused to lose face, so she took a deep breath with her neck stiffened, and crawled out from under the quilt as if everything that had just happened was nothing.
"I'm not sure if you have a fever. Drink this cup of Vitamin C first and take your temperature."
He was indeed unsure, remembering that he had felt her fever in that situation just now, so to be on the safe side, he took out a thermometer.
He naturally wanted to lift the corner of her quilt. Shan Yin was startled for a moment and quickly took the thermometer and tucked it under her arm.
Pei Yunhe stared at her for two seconds, then narrowed his eyes: "Shan Yin, that's not how you hooked your arm around my neck just now."
Okay, she remembered.
No need to remind me again.
Shan Yin glanced at Pei Yunhe and obediently drank the cup of Vitamin C from his hand.
She actually felt that she was fine, just a little hot and cold, but that was probably because Pei Yunhe was sleeping next to her.
After the thermometer was taken out, Pei Yunhe looked at the mercury needle carefully, and the facts proved that Dan Yin had not yet reached the level of fever.
"It's just a little higher than normal body temperature." He concluded and took measures at the same time.
"Just get some sleep tonight and don't turn on the air conditioner. The sweat will probably go away tomorrow."
Pei Yunhe turned off the air conditioner and opened the window a little. The moonlight streamed in from beside him, and it seemed as if a layer of light was also coated on him.
Shan Yin lay on the bed with her head tilted, looking at him in a daze. When Pei Yunhe turned around and met her eyes, she forgot to look away for a moment.
"Even if you still covet my body, you can't try again today."
“…”
How could she covet...
Shan Yin turned his head and wanted to turn over to the other side.
But someone gently pressed her shoulder. When Dan Yin looked back, Pei Yunhe had already lay back on the bed, pulling over most of the quilt and carefully tucking in the corners for her.
"Lie down and don't even think about causing trouble in Heaven tonight."
Shan Yin thought he was childish, but he seemed like he was coaxing a child.
She retorted quietly, "There's no such thing as making havoc in heaven."
Subconsciously, I wanted to turn over again.
The soft mattress suddenly trembled, and he was on top of her in an instant.
Shan Yin thought that he had accidentally touched him, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank slightly.
Does he still want to continue?
It's not that I won't try...
She was like a little fox being stared at by a wild beast, weak, nervous, and alluring.
But in the end, the beast only gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"Next seal. Don't move."
A kiss as light as a feather was like a seal of ten thousand pounds, pinning her firmly to the bed despite her rampage in Heaven.
When he woke up the next morning, Dan Yinhao was surprised to find that his sleeping position was exactly the same as last night, and he had hardly moved.
The places between her neck and ankles, where there were often gaps, were now stuffed tightly with the corners of the quilt, leaving no space at all.
No wonder she felt that she slept quite soundly. Although it was a little hot, fortunately she did not catch a cold.
She sniffed and felt a little sore in her throat. It seemed that she had indeed caught a cold yesterday.
However, the condition did not develop very seriously. I think Pei Yunhe took good measures last night.
Thinking of Pei Yunhe, Shan Yin looked around familiarly, but Pei Yunhe was not in bed at this time.
She looked out the window. The daylight was already bright, so it shouldn't be too early.
Just as I was thinking about it, the bathroom door was opened and Pei Yunhe came out, wiping his hair.
This time he did not just wrap himself in a bath towel, but changed into a clean set of home clothes. His hair still hung neatly in front of his forehead like last night, and he looked very refreshed.
When he saw Shan Yin woke up, he quickly put down the towel in his hand and walked quickly to the bed.
"woke up?"
"Um."
Shan Yin answered him with a hoarse voice.
Pei Yunhe's brows furrowed instantly.
"I really have a cold."
He reached out to take the medicine on the bedside table, broke it open one by one and brought it to Dan Yin's mouth with some water.
"Luckily, you don't have a fever. Get up and take your medicine. I'll take your temperature later. Or do you want to eat first?"
He did all this really easily, and Dan Yin was a little flattered.
She sat up slightly, no longer being picky, and took the pills and ate them one by one.
After finishing eating, I saw Pei Yunhe still sitting seriously at the head of the bed.
Shan Yin felt embarrassed by being stared at, so she lowered her eyes and asked him, "It's so late, aren't you going to work?"
"You're in this state, and I'm still going to work? Am I still a human being?"
“…”
What's wrong with her?
Isn't it just a mild cold?
Shan Yin felt that Pei Yunhe was exaggerating and caring too much about his reputation. She gently advised, "I'm actually fine. Your work is more important. I will never say anything to you when you go to work, let alone tell anyone else."
This time it was Pei Yunhe's turn to be speechless.
Who did she take him for?
Is reputation more important or is she more important?
Is work more important or is she more important?
Does this require thinking?
Of course it’s her!
How come this person has no self-awareness at all?
Pei Yunhe was a little annoyed, but Shan Yin sat weakly in front of him, and she was sick, so he couldn't vent his anger at all, not to mention that he never really got angry with her.
After a pause, he insisted, "Don't worry about it. I have my own arrangements."
arrange?
She knew his plans.
Zhong Yuan sent Pei Yunhe's work arrangements to her mobile phone every day and every week, which was naturally Pei Yunhe's instruction.
She had checked and found that after returning from the business trip, the group had several important meetings to hold, and the people under her were waiting to hear Pei Yunhe's instructions on how to proceed with their work.
It was really bad because she wasted time at home, otherwise people in the group would criticize Pei Yunhe.
Shan Yin shook his head, his eyes bright and clear, "Pei Yunhe, I'm really fine, you go to work, I'll be at home."
"No, I'm worried." He turned his head away from her.
"Pei Yunhe." She hesitated for a moment, and the hand that was not holding the cup gently placed on his hand.
Pei Yunhe's fingertips trembled and curled up.
Damn it.
How could she call his name so nicely?
Also on the bed, she murmured tenderly and gently, and her water chestnut-like hand was still on the back of his hand.
Pei Yunhe frowned and tried to compete with himself.
But Shan Yin still thought that Pei Yunhe was angry with her. She pursed her lips, suddenly took Pei Yunhe's hand, and gently placed it on her forehead.
She coaxed him, "Look, I don't have a fever anymore. I'm fine."
Dan Yin's pupils were clear and bright, and her fox eyes, which were usually indifferent, now had a little more tenderness, like rippling water, and the spring breeze was gently rippling on Pei Yunhe's heart.
She called the wind and rain with a blink of an eye, and the rain fell on him. He didn't care about being wet, and he could no longer hold on to himself.
"you……"
His palms were big and heavy. Dan Yin held one of his hands with both hands. When he raised it close to her, the bright red pearl on her lips accidentally rubbed against hers, almost staining his hand red.
That's how he rubbed his lips against hers last night. When the passion reached its peak, she bit her lip. He reached out and stroked her lips with his thumb. The wet and warm feeling was still vivid in his mind. He gently pushed her teeth open, rubbed his fingers on her teeth, and pressed the tip of her tongue.
There were several dents left on his fingertips.
He has fallen now too.
Pei Yunhe could not go against Shan Yin's wishes at all, so she said to him, "Don't worry, I'll just take a good nap at home and I'll be fine after a few sleeps."
She said she would be good, so how could Pei Yunhe refuse?
"Then you stay at home and don't do anything tedious except sleeping and eating. You are not allowed to eat ice cream to cool down or run outside to get some fresh air. I will supervise you regularly."
This is what Pei Yunhe said before leaving.
At that time, Shan Yin felt that he was both an elder and a child, and asked her how she could supervise him, so she just agreed to it.
Unexpectedly, an hour later, Pei Yunhe's video call popped up on time.
"Are you feeling better? Have you taken your medicine? Why did you get out of bed? Didn't I put your phone, charger, water cup, and book on the bedside table for you? What else do you want?"
Shan Yin wanted to say that it was impossible for her to stay in bed for 24 hours, but when she saw Pei Yunhe's furrowed brows and nervous expression on the screen, the words stopped at her lips.
She had no choice but to say, "I just got up to go to the bathroom."
Pei Yunhe didn't know what to say. He did have a way to make sure she didn't fall down wherever she went, but he was afraid that she would be shy.
Finally, I could only repeatedly remind him: "Go back and lie down quickly, don't catch a cold again, someone will bring you food later."
Shan Yin wanted to say that there was no need to bother, but Pei Yunhe was busy with work and pretended not to hear him, turning around and going back to the meeting.
Just an hour later, his call came as expected.
And he would call on time every hour.
Whether he is in a meeting, reviewing documents in his office, or listening to a report.
Shan Yin was surprised but didn't dare to say anything. This man didn't seem to be a clingy person, but he didn't expect that his true colors would be revealed when they were just halfway through the trial.
If I try them all...
Shan Yin couldn't think any further. Her face was flushed and the room seemed a little stuffy. Pei Yunhe didn't let her turn on the air conditioner or fan, for fear that she would catch a cold again.
Fortunately, the doorbell of the downstairs door rang at this time. Dan Yin shook off the lingering thoughts in his mind and was able to get up and take a breath.
She went downstairs. The person outside the door was not in a hurry. He pressed the doorbell a few times and waited quietly. When she opened the door, she saw that it was Zhong Yuan.
But there were a few people wearing white gloves carrying things following behind. Shan Yin glanced at them lightly, and Zhong Yuan smiled at her with his eyes narrowed.
"Madam, Mr. Pei has brought you something."
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