Chapter 38 Fox, Tie and Tenderness
The room is comfortably and warmly decorated, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the lush courtyard of Lishui Bay.
Pei Heng sank into the large and soft sofa, his body relaxed. He was quite curious about his father-in-law Wen Desheng and asked Shen Shi some questions.
But Shen Shi didn't want to talk about other people with Pei Heng at this time.
Pei Heng hadn't finished speaking when Shen Shi suddenly moved closer, as if he hadn't heard Pei Heng's question. He leaned closer, resting his palms on his waist, slightly tilting his head upwards, and meeting Pei Heng's gaze from bottom to top until their eyes met.
The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of wind outside the window.
Pei Heng tilted his head but didn't look away from Shen Shi.
Just Pei Heng's scrutinizing gaze on his face was enough to make Shen Shi feel sexy. Suddenly, ambiguity flowed, filling the air with warmth.
Pei Heng understood what Shen Shi wanted almost immediately.
He was too familiar with Shen Shi's eyes.
Pei Heng not only did not hide, but lowered his head and gently rubbed the tip of Shen Shi's nose with evil intentions, as if provoking him.
He tried hard to keep a straight face, thinking he was very mature and serious, "Chen Shi, why do you always want to kiss?"
Shen Shi felt his heart itchy when he rubbed him. He bent one of his long legs and rubbed his knee against the side of Pei Heng's leg.
The hands that were leaning on the sofa were not idle either. Her fingertips reached out to Pei Heng's shirt and skillfully unbuttoned it.
Shen Shi blinked lightly, his eyes moving, and he hugged Pei Heng's waist, gently resting his chin on Pei Heng's neck, looking up at him.
"Because I like you very much."
"Then can you kiss me?"
Seeing him like this, Pei Heng was left with no choice but to do something.
It's just a sweet and troublesome kiss.
Pei Heng lowered his head and kissed him, his palm rubbing the back of Chen Shi's neck, his fingertips sinking into the soft hair.
Their lips touched, their breaths intertwined, and their breathing gradually became clear and audible, rising and falling.
A few conspicuous red marks soon appeared on the cold white skin on the side of Pei Heng's neck, like plum blossoms fallen in the snow, with an ambiguous red tint.
The more he looked, the faster Shen Shi's heartbeat became, and the kiss became longer and deeper.
When Pei Heng felt he had kissed enough, he moved away slightly, and their lips were still wet when they separated.
Chen Shi half-closed his eyes, leaned forward contentedly and clingily, resting his forehead on Pei Heng's shoulder, and fiddling with his long and thick eyelashes with his fingertips.
Perhaps it was the joke made by Wendsheng downstairs just now that inadvertently evoked some fragments of memories from the previous life, and the desire for deeper intimacy in the heart became stronger.
Just as Shen Shi was about to move, Pei Heng rubbed him away, and the tie that was hanging loosely around his neck slipped down.
Pei Heng picked it up quickly.
He pinched the black tie, looked at Shen Shi's cheeks flushed with emotion, and suddenly felt a little playful.
Pei Heng wrapped the tie around Shen Shi's wrist, stood up, and deliberately drew out his words with a hint of mischief.
"Chen Shi, the finals are the day after tomorrow, you have to practice seriously. You said that."
Shen Shi: “…”
He looked at the tie loosely wrapped around his wrist and was speechless for a moment.
Pei Heng admired Shen Shi's frustrated and helpless expression, and was in a good mood.
He reached out and pinched Shen Shi's soft earlobe maliciously, then turned around contentedly and walked briskly to the bathroom to wash and change clothes.
The bathroom was filled with steam.
Pei Heng stood in front of the sink, looking at the red mark on the side of his neck in the mirror, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it.
My eyes swept over the lonely toothbrush and towel on the sink, and suddenly an idea flashed through my mind that I could put two sets here in the future.
Xiao Pei smiled to himself, and smiled at the mirror, showing his extremely white teeth with toothpaste on them.
When Pei Heng changed into comfortable home clothes and walked out of the bathroom, wiping his slightly damp hair with a towel, he found the living room unusually quiet.
Shen Shi seemed motionless.
Pei Heng walked back to the living room in confusion, his eyes fell on the sofa, and he paused.
Chen Shi still maintained the same posture as when he left just now, with his knees slightly apart and bent, half-kneeling on the soft carpet.
But at this moment, the collar of his originally meticulously white shirt was rubbed open even further by him, leaving more red marks on his collarbone, and his cuffs were casually rolled up to his elbows.
The black tie that Pei Heng had just casually tied on Shen Shi's hand became even more... strange. Shen Shi gently bit it with his teeth, as if he was trying to untie it, but it made it tighter instead.
Pei Heng stood there in a daze.
Was Shen Shi in this posture just now? Why does it feel different?
When Shen Shi saw Pei Heng coming over, he loosened the tie between his teeth and looked up at him.
The corners of those eyes, which were always full of affection, were tinged with red, and it was hard to tell whether it was pitiful or intentional temptation.
He shook his wrist that was entangled with the tie, "Hubby... I can't untie it."
Pei Heng: “…”
Looking at Shen Shi's appearance, his heartbeat quickened again.
Xiao Pei wailed in his heart. He lost again and was tempted by Chen Shi again.
Pei Heng walked over angrily, grabbed the troublesome tie, pulled Shen Shi up from the carpet, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed Shen Shi's smooth cheek hard, leaving a very obvious mark.
Shen Shi sat in his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.
The tie that he had just claimed he couldn't untie was now easily untied by Shen Shi's nimble fingers.
He pinched the tie and looked at Pei Heng with emotion and depth.
Before Pei Heng could react, his vision suddenly went dark.
Shen Shi gently covered his eyes with the tie and tied it in a loose knot at the back of his head.
"Chen Shi!" Pei Heng frowned, his eyes went dark, and he subconsciously raised his hand to pull it.
But after he finished speaking, Shen Shi, who took advantage of his inability to see, moved closer and blew into his ear.
Pei Heng was stunned, and the tips of his ears turned red instantly.
Then, a soft kiss fell on the skin of his neck, and along the red mark, kissed it carefully and densely, continuing the intimacy that had not continued just now.
Pei Heng sat on the sofa with his long legs casually crossed, looking lazy but actually a little helpless.
His face was covered with the black tie, and in his arms sat the little fox Shen, who was very good at teasing and knew how to make him distracted.
He just felt his ears were burning, and his fingers on the edge of the sofa tightened unconsciously, with his fingertips turning slightly white.
Pei Heng couldn't help but raise his head slightly, his breathing became a little rapid, and he stretched out his hand to stop Shen Shi's rebellious hand, but he looked a little clumsy because he couldn't see.
"No more..." Pei Heng's voice was a little hoarse and didn't sound very intimidating.
Shen Shi raised his head and looked at Pei Heng, who was blinded by his tie and had his chin slightly raised, and laughed.
He was very obedient and didn't continue. He gently leaned his face on Pei Heng's tight abdominal muscles, as if he had finally found a safe place.
Pei Heng pulled off the tie covering his eyes, and his vision returned to normal. He lowered his head and met Shen Shi's upturned face. There was a shimmering light in his beautiful eyes, and because of the intimacy just now, his fair skin was also stained with a touching light red.
"You disturbed me while I was practicing calligraphy, Shen Shi." Pei Heng rubbed Shen Shi's face and played with his hair again.
"Well...I'm sorry." Shen Shi was very well behaved again at this time.
Pei Heng glanced at the fine ink and the unopened red ink on the desk. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he bent his fingertips and brushed across Chen Shi's smooth neck.
Obviously, Xiao Pei found a way to make a comeback.
——
The room was filled with a faint scent of ink.
Shen Shi sensed Pei Heng's intention and did not resist at all. Instead, his eyes lit up with eagerness, and he could not even hide his secret expectation.
He took the initiative to move his body closer to Pei Heng, put his lips close to Pei Heng's ear, and coaxed, "Husband, you can do whatever you want."
Pei Heng stood up, walked to the desk, moistened his pen, then dipped it in the red ink that was as thick as blood. His slender, jade-like fingers held the pen firmly and he looked back.
Chen Shi had cooperated by taking off his shirt and lying on the large sofa with his upper body relaxed.
The lines of the shoulders, neck and smooth back were revealed to Pei Heng without reservation, like a piece of excellent rice paper waiting to be painted.
The afternoon light filtered through the gauze curtains, softly outlining the contours of his body, his skin glowing with a warm luster in the light.
Pei Heng's face became even hotter as he watched this scene.
He walked over, bent down, and placed a gentle kiss on the corners of Shen Shi's slightly red eyes.
"Chen Shi, you are so good."
A vague response came out of Shen Shi's nose. His cold voice hid the aroused throbbing, and the water in his eyes became even darker.
The pen finally fell.
The cool ink and soft tip of the brush touch the warm skin, bringing a thrilling numbing sensation, as if it can penetrate deep into the soul along the texture of the skin.
Shen Shi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his red fingertips clutched the sofa blanket tightly.
Pei Heng held his breath, his wrist hovered, and his pen moved like a dragon.
He wrote a poem about bamboo on Shen Shi's back.
In his heart, Chen Shi is often like the green bamboo, seemingly cold and aloof, but actually tough and gentle, with unyielding character.
The red ink meanders across the fair skin, blurring slightly at the edges and seeping into the texture, creating a strange and thrilling beauty.
Every stroke carries Pei Heng's thoughts.
After finishing the whole poem, Pei Heng's mind suddenly moved.
Without thinking, the pen tip fell again and added another line of poetry below Shen Shi's shoulder blade.
Living in the mountains, you don’t count the years; just looking at the clouds is like being an immortal.
He murmured subconsciously, and was a little stunned. He didn't understand why this line of poetry, which carries the meaning of detachment and freedom, came to his mind at this moment.
But Shen Shi suddenly turned his head to look at him, with some surprise in his eyes, as if these words touched the softest part of his heart.
Pei Heng's heart skipped a beat when he looked at him, and he subconsciously reached out and gently covered Shen Shi's eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Shen Shi's long eyelashes trembled under his palm, and the ending of his voice trembled, "I'm very happy..."
He pulled Pei Heng's hand down, moved closer, and put his forehead against his.
After a moment of tenderness, Shen Shi suddenly reached out and stained his fingertips with a bit of red ink that had not yet dried.
He gently placed the bright red spot on his heart.
Then, Chen Shi kissed Pei Heng's lips again. As their lips and teeth intertwined, his hot breath with the scent of ink whispered into Pei Heng's heart.
"Heng...I belong to you."
…
Pei Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he responded shyly, put the brush back, and hugged Shen Shi back.
After the fun, Chen Shi went to the bathroom to wash off the ink on his back and the stickiness on his body.
When he got back into bed, Pei Heng had his eyes half closed and looked sleepy.
Pei Heng noticed it, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Shen Shi and his blanket into his arms. He patted Shen Shi's back out of habit and muttered vaguely, "Go to sleep."
Shen Shi found a comfortable position in his arms, listening to his gradually steady breathing, the corners of his mouth curled up silently, and he fell into a deep sleep.
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The next morning.
Pei Heng and Shen Shi went downstairs to have breakfast.
Pei Heng sat in the main seat, staring blankly at the long dining table that could accommodate ten people and was filled with dishes.
From exquisite Chinese dim sum, various congee and side dishes, to Western-style fried eggs and bacon, toast and salad, and even special breakfasts that are not sure of the specific region but are beautifully presented...
The dazzling array of delicacies and fragrant aroma are comparable to a Manchu-Han banquet.
Pei Heng rubbed his forehead in a daze, looking at Windsor, who was standing beside him wearing a pressed suit and as elegant as a butler in a British TV series.
"Eunuch Wen... ahem, Uncle Wen."
"Hey, what instructions does the young master have?" Wen Desheng bowed immediately.
The Eastern and Western elements are integrated quite well in him.
Pei Heng pointed at the dining table and said, "Don't prepare such a sumptuous meal next time."
He dragged out the ending sound of the word "feng", trying to express that this was really an exaggeration.
Wen Desheng looked at the dining table following his finger, uttered another "ah", and quickly scanned the dishes. He silently counted the number in his mind, and then replied respectfully, "Yes, I will remember this."
He quickly served Pei Heng and Shen Shi a bowl of fragrant chicken soup each, "Master, Madam, please have some soup first."
Shen Shi took the bowl of soup and looked up at the cold-blooded boy who was eating heartily from the bowl.
"Ling Yue."
Ling Yue immediately looked up and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, "Young Madam."
Shen Shi stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon, "When you have time, teach Uncle Wen how to use modern language."
Ling Yue paused, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded immediately: "Yes!"
Then he looked at Wendsheng cautiously.
Wen Desheng: “…”
They had just finished half of their breakfast when a young maid came hurriedly over holding a retro landline telephone and respectfully handed the receiver to Pei Heng.
"Master, your phone number."
Pei Heng looked at the old landline phone, his pupils dizzying.
"How could someone only remember my home phone number and not my cell phone number?"
Who has such a plastic friendship with Xiao Pei!
The maid suppressed her laughter and quietly reminded, "It's Madam."
Pei Heng understood instantly and took the microphone calmly.
It turned out to be his mother who had the memory of a mermaid.
"Mom." Pei Heng called out.
The Queen's excited voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Hengbao, I heard you brought your boyfriend back?"
Pei Heng was very frank, "Yes."
"Mommy knows you'll be busy competing these next couple of days. After the competition, bring me over to the old house for dinner so I can take a good look at you!"
Pei Heng subconsciously looked at Shen Shi who was sitting next to him. "Mom, it's not very convenient now. Shen Shi is not ready yet."
Shen Shi was also looking at him with a puzzled look.
Pei Heng covered the microphone and moved closer to Shen Shi, “Are you ready to welcome the Dog Princess?”
Shen Shi: “…”
Shen Shi fell silent.
Even though he and His Highness had a cold relationship with Princess Shuhe in their previous lives, a living person turned into a passionate Samoyed...
This psychological shock does require time to adapt.
Pei Heng looked at his expression, nodded in understanding, and picked up the microphone again.
"Mom, Shen Shi said he still needs to adapt for a while."
He threw the blame to Shen Shi without blushing or beating his heart.
The Queen on the other end of the phone was very understanding. "I understand. Then you young people can have fun on your own."
"By the way, I was afraid you'd be bored in Lishui Bay, so I sent your brother to your place."
Pei Heng: "...Okay, Mom."
He hung up and returned the phone to the servant.
Turning his head, he stretched out his index finger and poked Shen Shi's cheek, which was slightly bulging from drinking soup, "Here, you're going to get a cat again."
Shen Shi couldn't help but laugh, his heart warming, and he leaned over and gave Pei Heng a quick kiss on the lips.
“I’m petting cats every day.”
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