Chapter 5
Pei Yanhe went downstairs and walked to the dining table. He poured himself a glass of water. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the cool and moist water flowed into his stomach.
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
The lazy voice, moistened by water, became a little clear and crisp, like spring water flowing past the ears.
Shen Yizhi walked closer to his side and saw the peace lock with a black rope hanging between his collarbone on his V-neck. The silver lock seemed to be engraved with garden window grilles, and it was a pair with hers.
Pei Yanhe's was a black rope, and Chen Yizhi's was a red rope.
The two have been together since they were young and have never taken off their hands, no matter how many times they have quarreled, no matter how fierce the quarrel was.
She turned her gaze back to his face and asked in a friendly manner, "Have you eaten?"
Pei Yanhe understood the other meaning behind her words without even thinking, and raised his eyebrows. "Come to my house for dinner?"
Shen Yizhi was unwilling to admit it after his thoughts were exposed. He blinked and said without blushing or beating his heart.
"Of course not. Ms. Tan Huiya was worried that you hadn't eaten, so she sent me here to check on you and supervise you!"
Just in case he didn't believe me, I put emphasis on the last few words.
Fortunately, her mother not only cares about whether she has eaten, but also cares about Pei Yanhe's three meals a day.
"Oh, really?"
Pei Yanhe's long black eyelashes drooped as he stared at her lightly pursed lips, which turned a bright red with a slight pressure, like a cherry oozing juice.
Feeling irritated again, he poured himself another glass of cold water and drank it as if nothing had happened.
"Yes!" Shen Yizhi stared at his sunken yet protruding Adam's apple and asked sincerely, "Are you thirsty?"
Pei Yanhewen asked irrelevantly: "Are you hot?"
Shen Yizhi didn't understand, "It's okay."
Pei Yanhe's eyes darkened slightly, "Is it a good thing you came to my house dressed like this?"
Hearing this, Shen Yizhi lowered her head and looked at her outfit. It was a cute and comfortable suspender pajamas with matching short pajamas on the lower body. It couldn't be more normal.
She often wears such cool pajamas at home, not to mention it is a hot summer day now.
"Isn't this a normal outfit?"
The girl's skin was as white as cream, and her face, without any rouge or powder, was still bright and charming. The fabric of her pajamas didn't cover much, and her body was small, as if it could be held in one hand.
It also makes people want to hold it.
Pei Yanhe felt a burning sensation when he was stared at by her innocent and clear lychee eyes. He pretended to be calm and looked away, speaking in his usual tone.
"You dress like this when you go to another man's house?"
Shen Yizhi thought for a moment, "That's not the case, the main thing is——"
Noticing her pause, Pei Yanhe frowned and looked back at her face.
Shen Yizhi gave a sly smile, “I don’t treat you as a man.”
Having grown up together for more than 20 years, except for the five years when Chen Yizhi was studying abroad, they were together almost every moment, and the gender boundary had long become blurred.
Sometimes even Shen Yizhi herself couldn't tell whether she didn't regard Pei Yanhe as a man, or whether she was too familiar with him and felt from the bottom of her heart that there was no need to stick to these things.
So what Shen Yizhi said was not a lie.
Pei Yanhe snorted coldly, and his expression suddenly darkened, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds.
At this inopportune moment, Shen Yizhi's stomach growled twice again. Seeing that she had leaked, she wanted to make up for it.
Pei Yanhe didn't give her a chance. He walked past her and went straight into the kitchen, leaving her with only his back. He gave the illusion of a little temper and didn't even look back.
"You eat what I cook."
Not noticing the change in his mood, Shen Yizhi nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, and chased after him diligently, "Do you need my help?"
"Bang——"
Pei Yanhe ruthlessly closed the kitchen door.
A breeze blew up, causing Shen Yizhi's head to tilt back and look at him in confusion.
Through the hazy glass door, Pei Yanhe rolled up his sleeves, tilted his chin slightly towards the sofa in the living room, and said silently, "Sit down, don't come over."
Chen Yizhi tactfully didn't move forward. With her beautiful eyebrows curved, she raised her hand to make a cheering gesture, then sat down on the sofa obediently.
In short, she had tried her best, but he was the one who wouldn't let her help.
So she doesn't really eat for free.
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Twenty minutes later, Shen Yizhi sat on the left side of the dining table. There was only a bowl of hot egg noodles on the table, which was filled with fragrance.
She looked at Pei Yanhe across from her, frowned, and asked, "You don't want to eat?"
Pei Yanhe lowered his head to look at his phone, his collar hanging down, revealing a bit of his muscular chest. Without even raising his eyes, he said, "No."
Before Shen Yizhi came, he had some breakfast made by the nanny, so he really couldn't say he was hungry.
After getting his answer, Shen Yizhi didn't hesitate to take a photo of the noodles and sent it to Ms. Tan Huiya for report before she started eating in small bites.
Shen Yizhi was very confident in Pei Yanhe's cooking skills.
After all, Pei Yanhe was keen on learning all kinds of skills that he didn't need but had to know, such as cooking, flying a plane, and skiing. He also liked to turn things he wasn't good at into areas of expertise.
It's perverted and extreme, but also enviable.
Shen Yizhi didn't like playing with his phone while eating. He ate with his mind wandering and didn't even notice the gaze cast at him from above.
Pei Yanhe looked at the half of her face that was buried in the bowl. Her cheeks were bulging and slightly red from the heat.
In fact, Chen Yizhi's appearance is not the kind of cute and adorable, but rather a bright and elegant type with a strong complexion.
But Shen Yizhi was spoiled by her family, so her personality was naturally a little soft. For example, now when she eats noodles, her cheeks puff up like a hamster, soft and sticky.
Pei Yanhe's lips curled up slightly, and his fingertips holding the phone loosened uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the cell phone vibrated, like a time bomb, coming suddenly and quickly.
My hand slipped and the phone fell to the ground.
"Snap——" a crisp sound.
Suddenly, Shen Yizhi was frightened and shuddered. After recovering, he looked at him with a speechless expression.
"Pei Yanhe, do you have muscular dystrophy?"
“…”
Pei Yanhe didn't answer. He glanced at her with his dark eyes, then slowly bent down to pick up the phone. Fortunately, the phone was durable and intact, but it was still vibrating.
He glanced at the unfamiliar number with no notes.
I hung up immediately, turned off the screen, and threw it on the table.
Shen Yizhi seemed to see a hint of disgust on his face, and she suppressed a smile on her lips, “Is your phone hot?”
Pei Yanhe chuckled lightly, his meaning unclear, "How about you touch it?"
Seeing that he was doing this, no good would come of it, Shen Yizhi turned his mouth away, "I won't touch it."
The phone vibrated again, and it was still the same unfamiliar number.
Shen Yizhi was a little annoyed by the ringing of the phone, "Who called you, why didn't you answer?"
Pei Yanhe hung up again and pursed his lips: "I don't know him."
The next second, the phone rang again.
Pei Yanhe frowned, a sign of displeasure, and took the phone.
"Hello, is this Pei Yanhe?"
It's a girl's voice.
Shen Yizhi paused while eating noodles, and the look he gave him became meaningful.
Pei Yanhe looked back frankly, and for a long while he didn't seem to speak, as if he was too lazy to speak, or as if he didn't even recognize who the voice was.
The person on the other end noticed the silence and stated his purpose: "I'm Cheng Zhuhan, do you have time now?"
Cheng Zhuhan.
Shen Yizhi vaguely heard Chen Jinyang mention this name last night.
Shen Yizhi raised his eyebrows even higher, his expression became dull, he supported his chin, staring at him without blinking.
The word "gossip" is almost written in the eyes.
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