Chapter 10
Pei Yanhe leaned back in his chair, lowered his eyes and looked at her complaining expression with an indifferent look.
"Such a big place, and you don't want to share it with me at all?"
A thin layer of cloth couldn't block anything. Pei Yanhe could even clearly feel the temperature of her skin. It was slightly cool due to the air-conditioning, but it was enough to ignite a fire in his heart.
He pretended to be calm and drank a glass of cold water. The coolness washed over his whole body, giving him some relief.
I always feel like he is playing with fire and getting burned.
"Can't you just sit with your legs together?" Chen Yizhi frowned, and her legs refused to move at all. She simply pressed her legs against his, squeezing him and biting her lips hard.
"Are you showing off your long legs?"
However, there was a huge difference in strength, and her back teeth were almost broken, while Pei Yanhe's legs were like roots in the ground, not moving at all.
Pei Yanhe calmly put the cup back, his voice a little playful, "Don't be so stubborn if you can't."
There is no such thing as "no" in Shen Yizhi's dictionary. She moved swiftly, grabbing his firm thighs with her slender white hands, and pushing him with her arms and legs.
Holding his strong, muscular, full and hard thigh muscles, he was completely unaware of the increasingly hot temperature under his black pants.
The next moment, his legs moved a little further away. Shen Yizhi believed that this trick was successful, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.
She slowly withdrew her hand, with an arrogant look on her face, "There's no such thing as 'no' in my dictionary."
Pei Yanhe's eyes darkened a little and fell on her slender white fingers. The touch of her grabbing his thigh just now still remained.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, he pinched his swollen brows, and sighed softly, "You are really amazing, Chen Yizhi."
Not noticing the change in his expression, Shen Yizhi happily accepted his compliment, "Mutual."
After dinner, everyone left in front of the bamboo garden. Chen Yizhi waved goodbye to Chen Jinyang and Shang Kuoheng.
Pei Yanhe held her bag, put his other hand in his pocket, opened the car door for her with an indifferent expression, and urged her in a low voice.
"Get in the car."
Shen Yizhi glared at him dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so anxious? Didn't you see I was saying goodbye to them?"
Pei Yanhe said calmly, "Why say goodbye? They won't die anytime soon."
Shen Yizhi: “…”
Noticing that he had opened the front door, Shen Yizhi doubted herself for a moment, "Are you sure you want me to drive?"
Pei Yanhe was too drunk to drive. His delicate profile was hidden in the darkness, revealing a calm and composed expression. "With me here, what are you afraid of?"
The last time the car drove into the ditch, it was Chen Jinyang sitting in the passenger seat, but if Pei Yanhe was there, Shen Yizhi seemed to feel a little more at ease.
"OK."
Shen Yizhi swiftly took the driver's seat. Pei Yanhe closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and sat next to her.
The Bugatti, which usually moves as fast as lightning, now sputtered away from the bamboo garden like a turtle, leaving only a puff of intermittent gray smoke.
Chen Jinyang, who was standing at the door and almost got sprayed in the face, took two steps back, waving the air in front of him, his face almost wrinkled into a bitter word.
After a long while, he recovered and turned his head to ask Cheng Zhuhan, who was staring at something distracted, "When are you leaving?"
Cheng Zhuhan came back to her senses and said, "My car will be here soon."
After a pause, she hesitated and said, "Can I ask you a question?"
"you say."
Cheng Zhuhan recalled the pair of safety locks and asked, "What is the relationship between Pei Yanhe and that girl?"
Chen Jinyang scratched his head. "Are you talking about Pei Yanhe and Shen Yizhi?"
Cheng Zhuhan nodded, "Well, are they familiar with each other?"
"We grew up together, how could we not be familiar with each other?"
Cheng Zhuhan was stunned and uttered the word that was familiar in her memory, "Childhood sweetheart?"
Chen Jinyang was not quite sure either. He stared at the dark night, as if in the direction where Bugatti had just left, and summed up a sentence.
"It should be said that they are both childhood sweethearts and sworn enemies."
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The next day, Shen Yizhi was eating bland toast with blueberry jam at the dining table, wondering when Aunt Chen would be back. She simply couldn't bring herself to eat at Pei Yanhe's house for the second time.
The phone vibrated twice and a message suddenly appeared in the mailbox.
Chen Yizhi opened it and saw that it was an invitation to the preview of the Vilian group exhibition in China, which would be held tomorrow.
She happened to have nothing to do when she returned to China, and she had always planned to hold a personal exhibition, so she made a quick decision and decided to go and have a look the next day.
But right now, she should worry about dinner.
Or let's just eat out.
It’s just that she doesn’t like eating alone, so she always has to find someone to accompany her. Even if that person doesn’t want to eat, it’s okay for him to just sit opposite her.
Shen Yizhi turned on his phone and started bombarding Shu Xinyu.
Today is Kaneda: [Do you have time in the evening? ]
Today is Ganzhi: [Let’s have a nice dinner together, are you going?]
Today is Ganzhi: [stamping his feet anxiously.jpg]
The other side came back after a while.
Shu Xinyu: [Still working overtime]
Shu Xinyu: [Hard-lived worker.jpg]
Today is Mikie: [Okay]
Today is Mikie: [poor.jpg]
Shen Yizhi flipped through the other people on the list again. He had been staying in the UK frequently in recent years, and his friends in China could be counted on one hand.
She collapsed on the sofa, feeling hopeless, her chin buried in the pillow in her arms, and typed a message to her Moments with great difficulty.
Anyone taking orders? Take my loneliness [poor emoji]
Soon the comments came one after another.
Chen Jinyang: When did you change your career and start taking orders?
The corners of Shen Yizhi's mouth twitched. He resisted the urge to beat him up through the phone screen and replied with a hehe.
Shu Xinyu: No matter where you are in line, I’ll take it!
Chen Yizhi replied expressionlessly: The line has reached the door of your boss' office.
Shang Kuoheng: 1
Shen Yizhi simply replied with six points: ...
They are all a bunch of "bad friends" who make trouble at the critical moment. The only one who liked but did not comment was a completely black avatar.
Shen Yizhi didn't even need to click on it to recognize that the all-black avatar was Pei Yanhe, who looked as cold and ruthless as the others.
Others at least left comments, but his comment didn't even get a like.
Remembering that he hadn't opened his circle of friends for a long time, Shen Yizhi clicked on it out of boredom.
My WeChat name is a string of English characters, Freedom.
No signature.
The background is a magnificent galaxy map.
I remember that Pei Yanhe liked to observe galaxies for a while. It seems that this photo was taken by him himself and it took him quite a long time.
Just look down.
It clearly states below the Moments that it will only be visible for three days.
Shen Yizhi let out a light "tsk". Who was he treating as an outsider? She lost interest and slid away to read the comments again.
As soon as you look out, you can see the moon rising and setting, night falling, and the bright crystal chandeliers in the villa are on.
Shen Yizhi held his stomach and stared at the ceiling, his heart ashen, his eyes drooping, and he licked his lips over and over again.
After eight hundred rounds of fighting between her left and right brains, she decided to break through and go out to eat.
Shen Yizhi changed her clothes, squeezed on her shoes, and picked up the car keys in the entrance hall.
As soon as I opened the gate, I saw a figure on the side.
Shen Yizhi shuddered, and the car keys hanging on her fingertips almost fell to the ground. Her legs were so weak that if she had seen his face clearly two seconds later, she would have been able to perform a kneeling greeting on the spot.
Only a faint yellow light illuminated the roadside. The man leaned lazily against the wall, and his black outfit almost blended into the night.
His facial features were cold and hard, his brow bones were high, and his lips were red without any makeup. When he heard the sound, his narrow and sharp peach blossom eyes looked at her, like a deep pool with no bottom.
Their eyes met, and there was silence.
Shen Yizhi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down and cursed.
"Pei Yanhe, are you sick?"
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