“Pei…”
Meng Sheng opened his eyes wide in surprise and just as he tried to utter a syllable, the next moment, his lips were pressed tightly by another pair of thin and cold lips.
Taking advantage of the gap when her mouth was still slightly open, his tongue broke in forcefully like conquering a city.
The scent of cedar that filled her mouth was the most familiar, yet hazy and unfamiliar scent, wrapped in a strong smell of alcohol, which occupied her mind at an extremely fast speed.
His kiss was urgent and passionate, with a domineering air that would not allow anyone to refuse.
Meng Sheng's heart tightened, and he just watched with wide eyes as he walked into the house in a dignified manner. With a hook of his long legs, the door was easily closed.
In an instant, the bright room was filled with the sounds of interlaced breathing and the friction of clothes.
Pei Sui hugged her and kissed her for a long time, as if to ease his longing for her. With every step forward, he greedily wanted more.
This longing even outweighed the effect of the medicine in his body. He put his arm around her waist, trying hard to suppress the storm in his chest, and walked her towards the bed little by little, his breathing becoming heavier.
He moved too fast, and his sudden kiss deprived my brain of oxygen and turned it blank.
By the time I reacted, he had already put me on the bed.
She took a deep breath and looked into his scarlet eyes. "Do you... do you know what you are doing? We can..."
Broke up.
Pei Sui looked down at her and interrupted her in a low, hoarse voice, "I know, are you going to push me away?"
It is undeniable that when she heard his words, her heart couldn't help but tremble.
It should be pushed open.
But maybe it was because she drank too much that night, or her brain had not yet recovered from the oxygen deprivation from his kiss, but she suddenly became hesitant.
I don’t know what to say better.
His current situation is indeed not optimistic.
Can……
Meng Sheng admitted that she was conflicted.
I still feel resentful about the fact that my father was sent to the emergency room because of Cui Xueheng's anger and now has a stroke.
But she knew clearly in her heart how innocent Pei Sui was and that he should not be affected. She finally chose to escape because she couldn't get over it in her heart.
“I don’t want to let go.”
Pei Sui took a deep breath and buried his face in her neck, his exhaled breath burning her fair skin bit by bit.
"I don't want to let go either."
The moment he finished speaking, Meng Sheng felt his hand caressing her heart, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Meng Sheng, don't be so hard on me."
He couldn't bear it.
Meng Sheng was stunned. In his low and sticky voice, she heard a hint of humility and begging, which was like a spark that was thrown into her heart without any defense, allowing the flames to spread all over the place.
She was indeed burned, but she didn't know if it was on her nerves or on the tip of her heart.
When she felt his body trembling, she knew he was trying his best to endure, trying to use his extraordinary self-control to overcome the effect of the drug.
But such persistence is better than nothing.
As time went by, the effect of the medicine in his body became stronger and stronger.
Pei Sui only lasted more than ten seconds before he couldn't bear it anymore. The feeling of her in his arms couldn't make him calm down completely, but only burned away his remaining rationality.
He captured her lips again and kneaded her chest gently with his hand.
Meng Sheng couldn't help but hum, her eyes became blurred, and gradually, she fell into the huge love net he had woven.
Her hair was entangled on the pillow, lingering like water grass. His palms were pressed against her thin back, as if he was deciphering a secret book that only he could understand.
The exchanged and intertwined breaths are like a silent confession.
Time lost its scale in this room, flowing slowly like honey, and a moment was stretched out long enough to make every heartbeat of theirs echo.
Five times in total.
The last time was when Pei Sui saw that she really couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed her hand and untied her.
After helping her take a shower, he took a cold shower for twenty minutes and drank two bottles of ice water before he completely recovered.
He had turned off the main lights in the room for fear of disturbing her sleep.
At this moment, he looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed. His chest was as hot as ever, no longer feeling empty as if a gust of wind would rush in.
His breathing became much lighter. Only a few days had passed, yet it felt like a lifetime ago. The person he regarded as a treasure was now found again.
Feelings of joy and happiness filled his senses, his nerves, all his cells, and even his blood.
He took a deep breath, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up slightly, forming a very shallow arc.
But this was also the first smile he had shown in these days.
He turned off the heating light in the room, lifted the quilt, lay down in it, and held the person in his arms.
Meng Sheng was exhausted both physically and mentally at this time. When he was holding her hand, she felt drowsy. Her hand was so sore that she felt like he was rubbing off a layer of skin. She complained and was angry for a long time.
Pei Sui coaxed her, enduring it patiently while whispering to her.
Then more than half an hour passed like this.
At that time, she wanted to rush into Gu Ci's room and put this bitch into Qiming Mental Hospital to keep Ning Weiwei company.
She does things that hurt others and benefit herself all day long, which really makes her a bad person.
While he was helping her wash her hands, she had already fallen asleep on his shoulder.
Then she let him carry her to the bed.
She was sleeping very deeply, but she could feel someone holding her. The familiar scent of cedar wood was still lingering around her. She didn't have the strength to move. She felt as at ease as when she was with Pei Sui before, and let him hold her.
I slept like this for the first time in several days.
Didn't even dream.
When I woke up the next day, I was awakened by the urgent ringing of the doorbell.
I could still faintly hear the lively laughter outside.
She struggled to open her eyes, her brows furrowed. It was obvious that she had not slept enough, her consciousness had not fully returned, and her back and waist were sore.
"What's going on?"
Pei Sui also woke up when he heard the noise outside. As soon as he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, he heard her voice.
He sat on the edge of the bed and whispered, "I don't know, I think I came to call you."
He was actually a little conflicted. What happened last night... he didn't know how Meng Sheng would define it. If he suddenly walked out of her room, it would seem like he was trying to put pressure on her with the rumors outside.
He doesn't want this.
But thinking about how tired she was last night, he was reluctant to let her get up so early and wanted her to sleep a little longer. After all, it was not even eight o'clock yet.
So I wanted to get up and call the front desk on the landline to report the situation and ask them to come and drive away all the people at the door.
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