Chapter 97
Shen Yizhi was inexplicably persuaded. She raised her head from his arms, revealing a pair of clear and bright eyes, and spoke truthfully.
“He asked me to go to the company to learn.”
In the past, Shen Dongliang had thought about letting her learn management knowledge while working on art, but she was so devoted to painting that she even went abroad to study at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts, so Shen Dongliang gave up the idea.
Bringing up this matter again now is to let her rest and recuperate and completely give up her career as a painter.
This is no easy task for Shen Yizhi, who has always regarded creation as a belief.
Pei Yanhe knew her ambition, and he also knew the frustration of having to give up when even the people closest to her advised her to.
He didn't rush to give a clear solution, but looked at her and asked softly.
"Do you want to give up?"
Give up painting?
"Of course not." Shen Yizhi blurted out without any hesitation.
Pei Yanhe played with the safety lock that had slipped off her neck with his fingertips, but his eyes were always on her face, as if he was doing two things at once.
But he spoke with seriousness.
"Shen Yizhi."
Her blood seemed to tremble when she heard his call.
The next second, she heard him speak in a calm tone.
"Without your right hand, you still have your left hand."
Shen Yizhi's left hand, which was clutching the hem of his clothes, clenched unconsciously, and he was stunned for three seconds.
These words struck deep into her soul.
It never occurred to her that her right hand was not the only one that could hold a paintbrush.
When her right wrist hurt when she was a child, she would unconsciously use her left hand instead. Although the pain was short-lived, the lines were as smooth as her right hand.
But later she got lazy and put the idea of exercising her left hand aside.
Now that Pei Yanhe had pointed it out, she suddenly had an epiphany.
The sadness in his eyes completely disappeared, Shen Yizhi smiled, carefully moved his body up half an inch, and then lightly touched the corner of Pei Yanhe's mouth.
"Reward you."
Seeing that she was in a good mood, the restlessness in Pei Yanhe's chest also dissipated.
He returned to his previous nonchalant attitude and shook his head slightly: "Not enough."
People always like to get more than they deserve.
In consideration of his meritorious service, Shen Yizhi obediently kissed him several times like a chicken pecking at rice.
"That's enough now."
Pei Yanhe looked at her with a smile: "It's still not enough."
“…”
Are you really getting angry?
Shen Yizhi opened his mouth and was about to retort him.
But he blocked it accurately.
She had discovered that Pei Yanhe always liked her to resist, or to block her lips when she was off guard.
There were even times when she didn't want to obey and pushed him away with force.
Instead, he kissed her even harder, as if some nerve had been stimulated.
For example, right now.
Shen Yizhi put one hand on his shoulder, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it didn't move at all.
Instead, it tempted him to do it harder.
Her whole body was filled with his breath, hot and scorching, burning her delicate skin bit by bit.
Somehow, the kiss gradually changed its taste.
Pei Yanhe slowly moved from her lips to her earlobe and bit it lightly, with a hint of punishment.
The most sensitive part of Shen Yizhi's body was her ears. Her breathing was disordered and she wanted to hide backwards, but he held her tightly.
With his back against the bed partition, the entire space in front of him was occupied by him.
Leave no way out.
The air was getting thinner and thinner, Chen Yizhi's cheeks flushed, his limbs had already become numb and weak, and his voice was soft.
"Pei Yanhe, don't bite there."
Acting coquettishly without realizing it is the most deadly.
She is so delicate and charming that it makes people feel weak.
Pei Yanhe kept kissing her, burying his head in the crook of her neck and making a casual "hmm" as a response.
It's just a response.
His lips and teeth gently rubbed the soft flesh of her neck, gradually moving down to her collarbone and chest, leaving no place untouched.
Shen Yizhi was even worried about his wound, and kept adjusting her posture slightly to adapt to his movements.
The buttons on the collar of her striped hospital gown had long been undone, exposing a large area of her chest, which was covered in kiss marks of varying sizes.
A large palm moved up from the lower back and finally stopped in front of the metal buttons.
The movement finally stopped.
Pei Yanhe raised his head, his eyes were filled with lust as dark as ink, and he asked in a hoarse voice very politely.
"May I?"
"Zhizhi."
“…”
Shen Yizhi was really going crazy because of him.
Who would do something like this and still ask if it's allowed?
She closed her eyes, bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth, and buried half of her face in the pillow. "Whatever you want."
“Click—”
She was answered by the sound of metal buttons being undone.
It was like a spring that had been opened, moist, sticky, and out of control.
Before Pei Yanhe did this, Shen Yizhi had no idea that a person's lips could be kissed in so many places.
I didn't even know that there were people who would bury their heads in their chests and do things that would make their faces blush and their hair flush.
It was as if countless fireworks were exploding in my head, my senses were infinitely magnified, my scalp was numb, and the numbing sensation rushed straight to the peak.
She tried hard to suppress the sound that wanted to escape from her throat.
His five fingers helplessly inserted into Pei Yanhe's hair. It was soft and tingling, making his palms numb. He subconsciously tightened his grip as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
Feeling a slight pain on his scalp, Pei Yanhe stopped and raised his head from her chest.
"Feeling uncomfortable?" He raised his eyebrows and asked softly.
This question is no less embarrassing than the previous one.
Shen Yizhi didn't want to answer and buried her face in the pillow.
A large area of her chest was still exposed to the air, and it was red and seemed slightly swollen.
It seems like he bit too hard.
Pei Yanhe slowly and methodically tidied up her messy clothes and re-buttoned the metal buttons.
He continued shamelessly: "Why don't you tell me it hurts?"
“…”
There was another silence.
Still ignored him.
Well, I'm angry because I was bitten.
Pei Yanhe used both hands to pry her head open. No matter how stubborn Shen Yizhi was, she couldn't get past him and was forced to tilt her head from under the pillow and look directly at him.
"Want to suffocate yourself?"
His lips were red, his eyebrows were a little unruly, and the wrinkled hospital gown on his body made him look like a casual young master.
But now it seemed more like a silent revelation of what he had just done.
"Pei Shanshan, why are you kissing there!" Shen Yizhi bit her lower lip, her sweet voice still slightly soft, her eyes wide open with disbelief.
Pei Yanhe took her breath away, curved his lips, and said slowly: "It's hard to control my emotions."
“…”
Shen Yizhi had no way to refute, and didn't want to look at him, so she simply buried her head in his neck and spoke in a clear voice.
"I hate you."
"Yeah." Pei Yanhe's smile became more obvious, "I love you."
Sweet words come out of his mouth easily.
Shen Yizhi gently pushed his shoulder and said, "Get out of the way. I want to go back to sleep."
Pei Yanhe didn't move at all, his chin resting on the top of her head, his nostrils filled with her jasmine scent.
His hand on her waist gradually tightened, "Just sleep here."
The bed is neither too big nor too small, enough to accommodate two people.
But it would be embarrassing if two of them were squeezed into the same hospital bed and someone saw them at dawn.
Shen Yizhi knew that resistance was useless, so he took a step back.
"I'll sleep on the bed next to you."
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