Chapter 9
Pei Yanhe interlocked his fingers and placed them on his legs, his fingertips tapping occasionally. He met Cheng Zhuhan's gaze and said slowly, "Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol."
He was not allergic to alcohol. Chen Yizhi knew it, and so did Chen Jinyang and Shang Kuoheng.
Even everyone present knew it.
For a moment, the box became quiet, as if ice had fallen off, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.
Cheng Zhuhan stood there, her back stiff, biting her lip, the liquid in the wine glass reflecting her pale face.
"Just wearing a necklace is fine, right?" Shen Yizhi suddenly spoke, pulling out the red string hidden in his collar and looking at her with a smile, "You should have said it earlier. I'm wearing it too."
The eerie atmosphere in the box was broken.
She spoke in time to give Cheng Zhuhan a way out so that she would not be embarrassed.
Cheng Zhuhan saw the safety lock hanging on the end of her hair, which was somewhat similar to the one Pei Yanhe had in her memory. Her throat became dry and her face became increasingly ugly.
Shen Yizhi picked up a glass of wine from the table beside her, raised it towards her, and raised her red lips slightly, "Come?"
If she didn't answer, she would be the only one who would be embarrassed. Cheng Zhuhan was very good at judging the situation and put on a smile, "Okay."
Shen Yizhi's arm was intertwined with her hand, and just as he was about to drink, the wine glass in his hand was snatched away, and his fingertips were empty, leaving only a trace of it.
Looking in the direction of the source, I saw Pei Yanhe holding a glass wine glass lightly, his eyes looking at the direction of the people at the coffee table with dark eyes. His voice was very light, but it carried an innate nobility and oppression.
"What's the punishment?"
Someone in the crowd weakly replied, "Drink three glasses of wine in a row."
Pei Yanhe said nothing. Under everyone's scorching gaze, he drank three cups in a row. His protruding Adam's apple rolled, and a drop of crystal clear wine slid across his chin and fell into his collar.
The person who just said he was allergic to alcohol now drinks three cups in a row.
No one can figure out what this young master means.
Some people wanted to step forward to stop him, but someone of Pei Shao's status didn't need to drink at all, it would be a piece of cake with just a word, but Chen Jinyang signaled them to shut up.
Chen Jinyang looked at the scene leisurely, clicked his tongue, and whispered to Shang Kuoheng beside him, "Is this for Cheng Zhuhan, or for our Zhizhi?"
Shang Kuoheng didn't say anything and gave him a look that said "Are you stupid?"
Chen Jinyang was about to retort, but when he saw Cheng Zhuhan return to her seat with a dark face, he shut up in anger.
After Cheng Zhuhan sat down, her fingertips tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, so hard that it hurt but she didn't notice it. Pei Yanhe and Shen Yizhi's relationship might be better than she thought.
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Here, Shen Yizhi looked at Pei Yanhe, who was in a dull mood and still fine after three glasses of wine, and considered his words before asking.
"Why did you drink three glasses?"
Pei Yanhe raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Can you drink?"
Chen Yizhi's alcohol tolerance is actually quite good. He can usually drink a few glasses without any problem. But in Pei Yanhe's eyes, that's not enough.
She wondered, "Then why didn't you drink it at the beginning?"
He also lied and said he was allergic to alcohol.
She was planning to clink glasses with Cheng Zhuhan, but he went around in circles and drank those three glasses of punishment wine.
Pei Yanhe glanced at her casually, "Do you really want me to drink a cup of wine with her?"
How did the problem come to her?
Shen Yizhi was silent for three seconds, then followed his train of thought, "This is not a question of whether I want it or not."
"I just think it would be embarrassing for girls if they didn't drink it."
She even took care of a stranger she had only known for less than an hour. She is worthy of being Princess Shen, who has had a caring complex since childhood.
Pei Yanhe remained calm, "It's inappropriate for me to drink with her."
After playing around with Pei Yanhe for a long time, Shen Yizhi almost forgot that this guy has always had a strong sense of boundaries when it comes to strange girls. In simple terms, he cuts off all possibilities from the root and does not engage in any ambiguous fishing forms.
He wouldn't accept even this kind of joke.
"Oh." Shen Yizhi was convinced by his reason, and suddenly remembered the safety lock on his neck, and asked curiously.
"Pei Yanhe, tell me the truth, have you ever secretly taken off this safety lock?"
"No," Pei Yanhe's eyes were like lacquer, and he turned to ask, "Have you ever picked it?"
The only way to ask this question is to have something to hide.
"No," Shen Yizhi shook his head wildly, like a rattle, "I'm just asking."
Although the peace lock was given to them by their elders in the temple and has been with them since they were young, it really doesn't look good on Pei Yanhe. According to his temperament, he should have taken it off long ago.
After a moment's silence, Pei Yanhe spoke calmly, "If wearing it can keep you safe, why take it off?"
The reasons given are so perfect that people cannot find any excuse to refute them.
Shen Yizhi actually agreed with this idea. She has been wearing it until now because it can keep her safe.
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When it was time for dinner, everyone moved to the dining room on the third floor. Surrounded by towering green bamboos and gurgling water, a huge round table was placed in the center. It was an elegant and charming private room.
Shen Yizhi found a seat and sat down casually.
Pei Yanhe glanced around the round table, as if he was choosing a seat. After a while, he sat down very naturally beside Yizhi, stretching his long legs out.
His legs almost brushed the hem of her skirt, and he felt an itch through the smooth fabric, but he didn't move away at all.
Shen Yizhi was completely unaware of this. She glanced at him and deliberately teased him, "Pei Shanshan, you are so clingy to me that you even sit next to me when you eat."
Pei Yanhe looked calm and glanced at her lazily. Knowing that she was being evasive, he did not respond.
Chen Jinyang, who was standing on the side, stared at the menu for a long time, interrupted the conversation between the two and asked, "Chen Yizhi, are you allergic to seafood?"
Shen Yizhi's attention was diverted, and she replied to him: "Yes, just order whatever you want to eat, don't worry about me."
"Okay." Chen Jinyang agreed happily, and then asked Pei Yanhe: "I remember you don't eat seafood either. Are you allergic too?"
Pei Yanhe's brows relaxed, and he said calmly, "I have a fear of the deep sea."
Chen Jinyang: “?”
Shen Yizhi: “?”
Chen Jinyang couldn't help but twitch his lips. He politely asked, "What's the relationship between the two?"
Pei Yanhe remained calm, giving him a look of disdain, "Hai."
What the hell is the sea?
Chen Jinyang gave him a thumbs up and handed the menu back to the waiter.
Shen Yizhi suppressed a smile, “As expected of Master Pei, the things he doesn’t like to eat are so unique.”
Pei Yanhe smiled, "Princess Shen is not bad either."
This name reminded Shen Yizhi of the sincere words she said in high school. She suppressed her smile and was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.
Wait until all dishes are served and the meal begins.
Shen Yizhi tasted a few egg dumplings, which were delicious and tender, and indeed better than those made by the previous chef.
She tilted her head to the side and asked, "Pei Yanhe, do you know this chef?"
Seeing through her intention, Pei Yanhe said, "He has high standards and doesn't accept private orders, let alone work as a home chef."
“…”
She hasn't asked anything yet.
"That's a pity." Shen Yizhi's expression was still quite regretful. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up another dish, but the turntable turned and the dish was moved to the opposite side.
She waited quietly for the person opposite her to finish picking up the food, and just as she was about to turn back, she was turned aside by another person.
After turning the dish around and around, Shen Yizhi became annoyed and was about to give up on it when he saw Pei Yanhe stop the turntable and slowly bring the dish to him.
"Pinch." Pei Yanhe raised his chin slightly towards her and spoke simply.
Shen Yizhi blinked, responded in a daze, picked up a few pieces, and said softly: "Okay."
In the second half of the meal, Shen Yizhi didn't move the turntable again. She just glanced at what she wanted to eat, and Pei Yanhe understood and turned to her.
Gradually, Chen Yizhi felt comfortable eating, his mind began to drift further and further away, his legs, which were bent together, gradually relaxed, and his right leg unconsciously touched the cool fabric.
The movement encounters resistance.
She came to her senses and lowered her head, only to find that her legs were pressing against Pei Yanhe's kneecaps, and the hard, protruding bones were like stones that irritated her.
In addition, she was wearing a short skirt, and her delicate skin was pressed against his bones through a thin layer of smooth fabric, soft against hard.
Shen Yizhi nudged his knee with his leg and looked at him sideways, "Pei Yanhe, you're taking up my space."
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