Chapter 38 "Hungry, want to eat my wife."...
"Hey! Chen Zhao! Come back here!" Luo Yunqing whispered, both anxious and afraid that the person in the bedroom would hear.
Chen Zhao, who had strode to the corner of the stairs, glanced back at him and walked even faster.
With lightning speed, he went downstairs and left in just a few steps.
He left with a carefree air, leaving Luo Yunqing clinging to the second-floor corridor handrail, scratching her head in frustration.
If a kiss to coax someone still worked, would Pei Yanli have locked herself in her room? She just used it!
Outside the villa, the car started and drove away. Luo Yunqing angrily pounded the handrail, and with a glance, she bumped into the auntie cooking in the kitchen on the first floor.
He quickly suppressed his emotions.
"Sir," the auntie said, wiping her hands as she looked up, "dinner is ready."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Auntie."
The aunt doesn't live at home; she was about to leave after cooking dinner.
After packing up, she looked up again and couldn't help but ask the person who was listlessly leaning on the second-floor railing, chin in hand, gazing towards the bedroom, "Sir, are you planning to make the cake yourself, or should I make it for you?"
On the kitchen island, there are piles of baking powder and some baking utensils.
Luo Yunqing suddenly remembered that after midnight it would be the 22nd, Pei Yanli's birthday.
That's right!
He planned to make a cake for Ali after he got back from the race.
For the sake of the cake, I can't keep arguing with him.
"I'll do it myself, you should go back." Luo Yunqing waved her hand with a smile.
After seeing the aunt out, I rolled up my sleeves twice and went into the kitchen. I skillfully added a pinch of fine salt to the flour, then poured in the measured baking powder and sifted it.
While rendering the butter, beat a few smart eggs and wash the fruit for later use.
Pei Yanli likes strawberries, have a few more...
After a flurry of activity in the kitchen, successfully placing the cake base into the oven, Luo Yunqing's initial enthusiasm faded, and she began to worry again.
Can a cake really calm you down?
[Collecting scrap, waste paper, and old appliances]: Ha! How could that be?
[Collecting scrap, waste paper, old appliances]: Let me tell you, Lao Pei might be taking this too seriously, to put it bluntly, he's stubborn, and this time, you really scared him.
In the afternoon, Teng Zaiye was the closest to them.
I saw everything, things I should have seen and things I shouldn't have seen.
It's hard to believe that the shrewd and capable Master Pei would actually cry!
Although it was only for a moment, Luo Yunqing covered it with her hand.
He was certain he hadn't misread it.
You scared someone that badly, and a cake is all you have to apologize for?
[Luo Yunqing]: What should we do then?
After searching around for a suitable person, Luo Yunqing finally turned to him for help and advice.
Teng Zaiye was quiet for three or four minutes.
[Collecting scrap, waste paper, old appliances]: Apologizing won't help, and it's not something that can be resolved with just an apology.
[Luo Yunqing]: So?
The other person types and types again.
Teng Zaiye started coming up with bad ideas.
[Collecting scrap metal, cardboard boxes, and old appliances]: Since I can't convince them, then... I'll just have to sleep with them. (Head tilted back, hands on hips)
Luo Yunqing's eyes widened in surprise.
In this situation, should I go to sleep and take a nap?
I wasn't joking with him?
[Collecting scraps, waste paper, old appliances]: The reason Lao Pei was scared is because he cares about you too much and is afraid that something might happen to you. How could he bear to really be angry with you?
[Collecting scraps, waste paper, old appliances]: Just be a little more affectionate and proactive, and sleep with him until he can't stay angry anymore.
[Collecting junk, waste paper, old appliances]: Didn't I give you 10GB of "study materials" before? Hurry up and use them, you useless thing.
Try to make them happy in one night, so that these "accomplices" can be treated leniently.
Teng Zaiye thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.
After that, nearly ten minutes passed without any further messages from Luo Yunqing.
[Collecting scrap metal, waste paper, and old appliances]: Where are they?
[Luo Yunqing]: Please do not disturb while I am studying.
oh!
Although my younger brother is not very ambitious, he is still very obedient to advice.
Teng Zaiye put away his phone with peace of mind, turned around and continued to immerse himself in the club's celebration banquet, where beer was mixed with baijiu.
He was enjoying his drinks when a very familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door of the private room, startling him so much that he spilled all his wine.
"X-Xiao Yuyu."
"I've come at the worst possible time." Jiang Ziyu draped the scarf around his neck over his arm, and behind his glasses, he casually glanced around. "What? The rookie driver who rose to fame in one race isn't here?"
"Little Yuyu, let me explain, no! I want to explain."
…………
Half an hour later.
A vibration came from the quiet bedroom.
[Brother-in-law]: He confessed. It was Xiao Luo who approached him, saying it was to give you a surprise.
This is almost identical to what Teng Zaiye said that afternoon.
Pei Yanli, however, never understood.
Why did Xiao Luo choose this method when he clearly wasn't interested in racing?
Knock knock knock—
As nine o'clock approached, after mentally preparing herself several times, Luo Yunqing finally knocked on the door.
Her voice was much softer than usual: "Honey, it's so late, let's eat first. Even if you're angry, you have to finish eating first."
Half a minute after he finished speaking, the door slowly opened.
Pei Yanli looked up and saw the person standing outside. Her breath hitched: "What are you wearing?"
"An apron."
He knew it was an apron, but why was he only wearing underwear under the apron?
"Isn't it pretty?" Luo Yunqing tugged at the white ruffles on her pink apron, bent her knees and took two steps forward, mimicking the study materials she had just finished reading, and said, "Auntie has made dinner, honey, should we eat first, or... should we eat me first?"
After saying that embarrassing line, Luo Yunqing couldn't help but blush and quickly changed the subject: "Let's eat first."
She straightened up slightly, about to change her apron, when her left hand, which was lagging behind, was grabbed and pulled forcefully, causing her to lie back in someone's arms.
Due to inertia, the wheelchair, which lacks a fixed safety lock, rolled backward twice and returned to the bedroom.
Pei Yanli hugged him with one arm and hurriedly closed the door with the other, saying, "There's a housekeeper at home, how dare you dress like this!"
"Auntie has already left."
"You dare dress like that after you leave?" What if someone comes? What if others see him dressed like this...?
"I just... wanted to make you feel better." Her usually bright black eyes dimmed, and Luo Yunqing lowered her head in grievance. "Don't be mean to me."
“I didn’t mean to be mean to you.” Pei Yanli quickly cupped his face and sighed deeply, “It’s always like this, Xiao Luo, do you know, you’re just…too good to me.”
Time and time again, it was so good to him that he couldn't handle it.
Even more frightening was the fear that she was unworthy of his love.
"Isn't it normal for me to be good to you?" Luo Yunqing wrapped her long arms around his neck and kissed his lips repeatedly. "You are my husband."
"But I haven't done anything for you."
During the time he spent alone in the room, Pei Yanli thought back to the past. Since their marriage, he had always been selfless, watching over him as he took his medicine, massaging his legs, accompanying him for check-ups and rehabilitation, and trying to cheer him up when he was feeling down.
Luo Yunqing's kindness towards him felt somewhat unreal, like a long dream that might shatter at any moment.
“Husband forgot.” Luo Yunqing lifted his face and kissed his furrowed brow. “You… saved me.”
"The first time we met?" Pei Yanli couldn't help but chuckle. "I only called him Chen Zhao, but it was he who actually rescued you from the water."
Luo Yunqing shook her head, her face pressed against mine, "But later, it was you who said you wanted to marry me. You don't know, do you? The Song family recognized me, just... just to arrange a marriage with you. If you don't want me, I will be given to someone else."
At the birthday banquet, Song Jingguo personally took him to meet various business partners, not to reveal his identity, but to put him in their sights and value him in exchange for their benefits.
“So, my dear husband, you are wonderful, a very, very good person.” Luo Yunqing gently stroked his eyes, then his lips. “It is only natural that I love you.”
“Xiao Luo…” Pei Yanli held his bare waist and back tightly, “How should I respond to you?”
“It’s very simple.” Luo Yunqing’s face broke into a smile again. “From now on, love me a little more every day.”
"good."
"No, don't yell at me again."
"good."
"You are not allowed to get angry again because of what happened today."
Pei Yanli did not respond.
Luo Yunqing became anxious again: "Are you still going to be angry?"
Why does Xiao Luo want to go racing?
"I……"
Pei Yanli then asked, "Is it because you like him?"
The room fell silent for a moment.
If you say you don't like it, he'll probably ask, "If you don't like it, why participate in the competition?" But if you say you like it...
Luo Yunqing was unsure of his intention in asking the question. The two options kept swirling in her mind. In the end, she followed her instincts and asked cautiously, "If I say I like you, will you... get angry again?"
This statement almost explicitly states the answer.
He liked it, and that's why he did it. It was because it was something he liked that he worked so hard to win a medal and happily presented it to him.
Pei Yanli had no time to be angry about this anymore. "But racing is still too dangerous."
Those short hour or so had exhausted all his strength; every turn on the cliff path made him hold his breath in suspense.
I'm afraid that if she doesn't turn around properly one time, Xiao Luo will...
"Then I won't compete anymore." Luo Yunqing quickly held up three fingers, making a firm promise.
She nuzzled against him gently, saying, "Okay, honey, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat first."
He was about to get up as he spoke.
The hand holding his waist pressed him back down once more.
"My wife was just asking me whether we should eat first or..." The big bow on his back suddenly came undone.
Her fingertips moved lightly and slowly, tracing his waist and sliding downwards. Pei Yanli pinched his increasingly hot earlobe, her voice growing hoarse: "Where did you learn all this, wife? Self-taught?"
Unable to ignore the hand teasing her waist, Luo Yunqing kept pushing against his shoulder and straightening her back.
It's all over.
They went too far.
But there's still a table full of food downstairs, and it'll get cold if we don't eat it.
"Honey, aren't you hungry?" Luo Yunqing hurriedly glanced at the clock on the bedside table. "It's almost 9:30."
Pei Yanli: "Hungry."
"Let's eat..."
Just as he was about to step down with one leg, someone grabbed his ankle and pulled him up, while the other hand, which had been moving along his waist and back, quietly moved down to pinch the back of his neck.
Pei Yanli rubbed his slender ankles twice, then pulled him up by his buttocks, kissing his fair and delicate shoulders with her eyes down. "Hungry, I want to eat my wife."
Luo Yunqing: !!!
Soon, he felt something hot and hard pressing against his back.
The man who would normally blush when teased by him suddenly felt an endless desire welling up in his eyes, which inexplicably instilled fear in him.
"Honey, your leg...it's not healed yet."
"It's okay, the doctor said not to be too strenuous."
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