Chapter 114
Finally, under Shen Yizhi's pretended pitiful and coquettish behavior, Ms. Tan Huiya finally gave in.
Although the ban was not completely lifted, the duration was shortened from indefinite to one week.
For fear of causing Ms. Tan Huiya to worry again, Shen Yizhi is really obedient this time.
Every day I do either rehabilitation training or something else. Occasionally I stay in the studio for half a day to exercise my left hand.
During this week, she did not leave the main gate or the secondary gate of Mingjing Bay. The farthest place she had been to was Pei Yanhe's house across the street.
That day, under Pei Yanhe's supervision, she finally completed the half-hour rehabilitation exercises.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his entire right hand, from the knuckles to the arm, was sore.
She collapsed on the sofa, took a long breath towards the ceiling, then glanced at the man who was looking at the computer beside her.
"Pei Shanshan, help me get some water."
Pei Yanhe put his work aside without saying a word, stood up, poured a glass of water and handed it to her.
He was also very considerate of the last sentence: "Do you need to be fed?"
Shen Yizhi couldn't exert any strength in his hands, and nodded with this intention, "Yes!"
She stared expectantly at the glass of water in his hand.
The next second, the cup of water didn't reach his mouth.
Instead, Pei Yanhe drank it himself.
"Hey, Pei Shanshan, you——" Shen Yizhi was about to get angry.
His mouth was tightly blocked.
The back of the neck was held by a large palm, and the hot temperature sprayed into the nose.
Shen Yizhi's eyes widened, his lips and tongue were easily pried open, and it seemed that a wet liquid flowed in.
It slides coolly across the throat and flows through with sweetness.
I've only heard that during cardiopulmonary resuscitation, mouth-to-mouth breathing is needed in critical moments; this is the first time I've seen mouth-to-mouth water delivery.
The novelty and unprecedented experience made Shen Yizhi stunned.
After finishing the drink, Pei Yanhe stepped back and wiped the water stains on her lips with his fingertips as usual. His dark brown pupils were illuminated by the dim light.
Seeing that Chen Yizhi didn't move, he just stared at him.
He raised an eyebrow, "More?"
Shen Yizhi swallowed his saliva and said obediently: “Yes.”
Compared to the suddenness of the first time, by the second time, Shen Yizhi had obviously adapted and learned to cater to it.
Until his throat was no longer dry, Shen Yizhi pressed his hand against his strong chest and resisted, "I don't want it anymore."
Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes, "Okay."
He stood up, drank the remaining half glass of water in one gulp, and put it on the table.
Shen Yizhi looked at his rolling Adam's apple, then subconsciously licked his lips, with a taste that he couldn't tell whose it was still in his mouth.
But there is a hint of sweetness.
Like a studious student, she asked earnestly, "Pei Shanshan, did you eat candy just now?"
Pei Yanhe sat back down, picked her up and put her on his lap, looking up at her, "No."
Shen Yizhi put her hands on his shoulders and wondered, "Then why does your mouth feel sweet?"
Pei Yanhe didn't answer for a moment.
The living room is bright with a chandelier hanging high overhead.
His pupils were illuminated to appear bottomless and deep, making people unconsciously intoxicated by them.
Pursing his thin lips, he asked slowly, "Try again?"
Try what?
Nature is the source of that sweetness.
Shen Yizhi couldn't refuse this kind of question.
After all, she had no resistance to Pei Yanhe's lips.
"It's definitely not mine." She said firmly.
Without waiting for Pei Yanhe to answer, Shen Yizhi lowered his head and kissed him.
Pei Yanhe placed his hands lightly on her waist, letting her take control.
He didn't like to close his eyes when kissing, and the corners of his eyes were always slightly drooped. He looked at her long eyelashes like a fan, and the strong desire in his eyes was not concealed at all.
This time he passively complied.
And the leader became Shen Yizhi.
She sat astride his legs, her body half a head taller than him, her five fingers inserted into his hair, and little by little she used her own method to pry open his lips and tongue.
People always have no resistance to things that are well-behaved.
What's more, this person is Pei Yanhe.
He was obedient and submissive, even guiding her, going deeper and deeper.
Until the tip of the tongue becomes numb and the brain is on the verge of oxygen deprivation.
Chen Yizhi stepped back, making room for a gap, breathing softly.
Her pink lips were slightly swollen, her cheeks were stained red, and her chest was rising and falling slightly.
Compared to her extreme reaction, Pei Yanhe was much calmer.
He looked at her calmly, "Have you learned it?"
Shen Yizhi calmed down and raised his eyes. His clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and were tearful.
"Learn what?"
Pei Yanhe uttered two words in a calm tone: "Kiss."
Shen Yizhi said, "I can do it myself!"
She's actually a pretty good kisser.
There is a saying on the Internet that people who have the habit of sticking out their tongues before eating are naturally better at kissing.
Chen Yizhi is one of these people. He learns things by himself and can master them once taught.
Pei Yanhe didn't refute and chuckled.
Then, he said in an ambiguous tone, "It seems like he's recovered."
Shen Yizhi was confused: "Huh?"
Pei Yanhe curled his lips, "Then continue."
There was irresistible resistance at the back of his neck, and Shen Yizhi was forced to bend down to meet his height.
What followed was his sweeping, domineering, and earth-shaking kiss.
In comparison, the differences in how men and women handle things are clearly evident.
His kiss was fierce yet lingering, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood to possess her.
Chen Yizhi couldn't bear it, and his neck felt sore from the bent arc.
The five fingers she had inserted into Pei Yanhe's hair tightened unconsciously, and her teeth also clenched.
If she didn't stop, she felt like she was going to be kissed to death.
As if he had noticed something, Pei Yanhe finally found an opportunity to let her go.
Shen Yizhi panted heavily, and his voice automatically became soft. He said in a self-proclaimed fierce tone, "No more kissing!"
Pei Yanhe flirted with his eyes, "Then, what about doing something else?"
Before he knew it, his hand had already slipped into her skirt.
This time he didn't even bother with the metal buttons and simply pushed up all the clothes that were in the way.
Shen Yizhi only felt a "boom" sound in his head, and countless tiny fireworks exploded in his ears.
The familiar, warm, and spacious palm that should usually be at the wrist was now, for some reason, at the chest.
Like petals holding a pistil, it is tightly wrapped.
The blood in my body boiled, and a slight numbness flowed through the blood to every nerve.
Last time it was in the bathroom, this time it was in the large and spacious living room.
Shen Yizhi buried his head in the crook of his neck and retreated in panic, "Don't...don't do it here."
Pei Yanhe did not restrain his actions, but he did listen to her words. He picked her up and walked into the bedroom.
There was no light on and it was pitch black.
Shen Yizhi's eyes became blurry and unfocused, and he was only aware that his back was pressed against the comfortable mattress.
She was put to bed.
The darkness made her feel even more insecure.
I can only subconsciously grab the only living thing I can sense.
She held onto the hem of Pei Yanhe's clothes tightly, which was so messy that she couldn't tell which part of his clothes it was.
A burning breath burned in my ears.
"If it hurts, remember to hold on to me." Pei Yanhe supported his hands on both sides of her, his dark eyes fixed on her through the night, his voice low and slow.
"Calling me is useless."
Shen Yizhi couldn't think, and even his breathing became disordered.
All I heard was a sound like a plastic bag being bitten open.
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