Chapter 87
Pei Yanhe still didn't say anything, but there was a faint smile on his lips.
It has a somewhat doting meaning.
Shen Yizhi pouted and raised his voice to chatter: "Some people really don't know how to cherish what they have. Just now he begged me to accompany him on a business trip, and now he's asking him to help clean up -"
The light turned red and the Bugatti stopped.
"Click—"
The sound of a seat belt being unfastened.
Pei Yanhe leaned over, grabbed the back of her head, and stopped her from talking.
Caught off guard, Shen Yizhi suddenly opened his eyes.
She was caught off guard and had no ability to resist, so he forcefully pried her lips and teeth open. In the blink of an eye, the air around her was filled with his breath.
The car fell into complete silence, leaving only the sound of lips and tongues entangled and stirring.
A red light lasts about two minutes.
During these two minutes, Pei Yanhe didn't give her any chance to breathe.
Until the tip of Chen Yizhi's tongue became numb, and the numbness spread throughout his body little by little, approaching the limit of hypoxia, he pushed his chest with his soft hands.
Pei Yanhe then let her go.
He stared at her with lustful eyes, as if he was still not satisfied, and felt unhappy that he had to let her go because of the circumstances.
Pei Yanhe quietly watched her lips, which were slightly swollen from being kissed, slightly open and moving up and down, like a fish constantly craving for oxygen.
After a while, he spoke slowly.
"Call me brother and I'll help you."
Shen Yizhi looked at him angrily, "No."
No one would agree to this unreasonable request.
Pei Yanhe returned to his original position with a meaningful expression on his face, and said while fastening his seat belt.
"It seems Miss Shen is still happy to do it herself."
“…”
Provocation method.
In fact, the nanny at home can also help clean up, but Shen Yizhi doesn't like others touching her things and has always been self-sufficient.
I thought about the tedious and tiring process of packing my luggage.
Shen Yizhi suddenly felt that his bones were not that hard.
She leaned forward, leaned close to his ear, and whispered softly, deliberately provoking him.
"Brother Pei."
Adding his last name makes calling him brother more deadly than calling him brother.
The tone of her coquettish voice sounds so delicate and charming that it can make people feel numb.
As soon as the green light turned, Pei Yanhe parked the Bugatti on the deserted side of the road, grabbed her chin before she could move back, and his eyes were dark.
Shen Yizhi was pinched so hard that it hurt, and she broke free from his hand with an angry expression.
"You're still not satisfied after I called you?"
"Miss Shen is quite good at calling out." Pei Yanhe said lazily.
Shen Yizhi knew that the plan had succeeded, and he said with interest: "Don't forget what you promised, Brother Pei."
She was getting more and more sophisticated in her calls.
Pei Yanhe's expression grew increasingly gloomy, and he uttered a soft "huh".
"If you like to scream, then scream for me every day from now on."
Shen Yizhi glanced at him and said, "You wish."
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At night, Mingjing Bay.
Ms. Tan Huiya was sitting on the sofa in the living room, enjoying watching a TV series, when she caught a glimpse of someone coming upstairs out of the corner of her eye.
"Xiao He?"
Pei Yanhe stopped and said, "Aunt Tan."
Tan Huiya looked at him and asked in confusion, "Looking for Zhizhi?"
"Didn't she just go out to look for you?"
These past two days, Chen Yizhi would go to the house opposite and stay there for two hours every night. Tan Huiya was no longer surprised.
But her daughter had just left, so how come this son-in-law who had not yet married into the family came to her house?
Pei Yanhe replied calmly, "She's going to Hong Kong with me on a two-day business trip tomorrow. I'm here to help her pack."
At this moment, Shen Yizhi was naturally lying on the big bed in his room, playing with his mobile phone leisurely.
“…”
Tan Huiya knew her daughter's temper very well and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
"Xiao He, Zhizhi has been spoiled for a long time. When she gets angry, she will do whatever she wants. If she is wrong first, don't be polite to her."
Pei Yanhe stood at the stairs, calm and sober. "Don't worry, Aunt Tan. Even if she is wrong, I won't be angry with her."
The princess is always high and mighty and never needs to bow down to anyone.
Including him.
As expected, he was the son-in-law she had always favored. Tan Huiya gave him a look of approval and waved at him.
"Go ahead, you know where Zhizhi's cloakroom is."
Pei Yanhe responded, turned around and walked into her cloakroom with ease.
The cloakroom is designed in a light French style, with cream-colored cabinet doors and brown transparent glass cabinets. When the cabinet doors are opened, the cold white light above the head automatically lights up, and a wide variety of clothing accessories are neatly stacked.
At first glance it looks like a small castle.
In one corner were the shopping bags of various sizes that he had bought during the day but had not yet opened.
Pei Yanhe glanced at it casually without even thinking.
Find exactly the clothes and skirts she needs to bring, including underwear.
It feels like stepping into your own territory, and everything is done with ease.
The cell phone in my pocket suddenly started buzzing.
He stopped what he was doing, picked it up and took a look.
It was a video call from Shen Yizhi.
As soon as I picked up the phone, her delicate and bright face appeared on the screen.
"Pei Shanshan, do you know what I need to bring?"
Pei Yanhe glanced at her and said, "If you're worried, come and supervise it yourself."
Shen Yizhi lay on the bed in his room, turned over, and the camera turned over with a victorious smile.
"I don't want to."
"I'm just worried that you don't know where my things are, so I'm calling to remind you."
He stayed in her dressing room and she lay on his bed.
The two houses are across the street from each other.
At this moment, we are on a video call, which is a bit weird.
Pei Yanhe leaned against the cabinet door, holding his cell phone in one hand, and spoke slowly.
"I'm afraid I come to your cloakroom more often than your nanny."
After all, she had been ordering him around to do this and that ever since she could remember. Sometimes, even when she forgot to bring a change of clothes for a bath, he would help her pass them to her.
Shen Yizhi didn't believe it: "Tell me where you put the Cartier bracelet you bought me in high school?"
A faint light blue electronic light reflected on his three-dimensional outline.
Pei Yanhe blurted out without even bothering to lift his eyelids.
"The second drawer of the third door on the left."
To be honest, he really answered it, and Shen Yizhi himself didn't know whether his answer was correct.
But hearing his firm tone, she believed it without a doubt.
"Then you really do know me well enough, Pei Shanshan."
Pei Yanhe sneered: "Don't force praise if you can't."
At this time, outside the cloakroom door.
No one noticed that Tan Huiya was standing there, worried that Xiao He couldn't find Zhizhi's clothes.
Now the sound of intimate and playful conversation could be clearly heard.
She withdrew her hand from the door handle, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
It seems that the two of them are quite affectionate.
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