Chapter 68 The gentleman is still as beautiful as a flower
The curtains were drawn tightly, with only a ray of gray-blue sky light leaking in from the edge, falling right on the pale blue shadow under Yu Zhi's eyes.
Pei Yuezhou sat on the edge of the bed, his body straight but with a relaxed and lazy look, his fingertips unconsciously sliding across the screen of his mobile phone.
Above is a simple countdown interface, starting from 72 hours and ticking down one minute at a time.
Fourteen hours have passed.
He raised his eyes and looked at the person on the bed.
Yu Zhi was sleeping soundly, but her brows were still slightly furrowed, as if she was competing with someone in her dream.
Her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes, her breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible, and only the faint rise and fall of her chest proved that this slender figure was alive.
Pei Yuezhou's gaze slid down along the undulation, passed by the jawline that was still soft even in a relaxed state, and stopped at the skin on the side of the neck that was half-covered by the quilt.
There is a very faint mole there, which is usually covered by the collar and only shows up when she is defenseless like this.
Pei Yuezhou's fingertips rubbed gently, and the thinly calloused skin brushed against Yu Zhi's warm neck, earning a very soft murmur from the other party.
Like a startled fawn, he huddled down into the pillow, his shoulders hunched slightly.
He chuckled softly, his voice sounding particularly deep in the silent room.
There was no warmth in the laughter, but it was filled with a kind of indulgence that was almost greedy.
His fingers didn't stop, moving down along the neckline, tracing the outline of Yu Zhi's collarbone. When his fingertips rolled over that delicate depression, he could feel the subtle pulsation of the artery under the skin, which made his fingertips numb.
The countdown jumped to 14:03:27.
Pei Yuezhou leaned over, his nose almost touching the top of Yu Zhi's head.
The fragrance of the shampoo had long faded, leaving only the clean and refreshing scent unique to Yu Zhi.
He closed his eyes and brushed the corner of his lips across Yu Zhi's forehead. His movements were light, but filled with strong possessiveness.
"At least two more days." He whispered, as if he was competing with himself, or as a reminder to the sleeping person.
His fingertips had already slid to the collar of Yu Zhi's pajamas, which was loosely open, revealing a small piece of her fair shoulder.
He tapped the skin lightly with his knuckles, watching the faint red mark appear there, his eyes as dark as insoluble ink.
The phone screen lit up. It was a message from Assistant Xu, saying that there was an urgent document that needed his signature and asking if he wanted it delivered to the master bedroom.
He replied, "Put it in the study first," and ignored it.
He just reached out and stroked Yu Zhi's lips with his thumb.
It was very soft there, with a natural moisture. He couldn't help but press it with his fingertips, watching the lips slightly concave, and then slowly bounce back, as if responding to his touch.
Yu Zhi moved in her dream, her brows furrowed even tighter, as if she was about to wake up.
Seeing this, Pei Yuezhou didn't dare to make any more moves.
He pulled the wristband hard, trying to use the pain to force himself to restrain the inappropriate dark thoughts.
His eyes slid from the lip line to the jaw line, then to the neck, and finally landed on the waist and abdomen covered by the quilt, which was slowly rising and falling. His Adam's apple rolled silently.
The sky outside the window grew darker, and the countdown numbers were still ticking slowly.
But he finally turned off the screen and left the room reluctantly.
The desk in the study was piled with pending documents. Special Assistant Xu had sorted them out early on according to their importance so that Pei Yuezhou could read them at any time.
When Pei Yuezhou finished signing the last document in his study, the sky outside the window had already become completely dark.
He rubbed his brows and stood up. Just as he reached the door of the master bedroom, he heard soft voices coming from inside.
Pushing the door open, the warm yellow bedside lamp was on. Yu Zhi had been woken up by the servant at the exact time and was sitting on the headboard, covered with a thin blanket.
The servant was standing by the bed with a bowl of porridge and whispering something.
He glanced at the time on the countdown, his eyes darkening.
Seeing him come in, the servant nodded quickly: "Sir."
Yu Zhi also raised her head, her eyes clearer. When she saw him, the corners of her eyes curved slightly: "Are you done?"
Pei Yuezhou nodded and waved his hand to let the servant go out first. In an instant, there were only the two of them left in the room.
He walked over and naturally took the bowl of porridge left by the servant. He scooped some porridge with a small spoon and blew it cool before handing it to her mouth. His movements were familiar and gentle.
Yu Zhi drank half a bowl of wine and suddenly noticed a faint red mark on his wrist, as if it had been strangled by something.
She reached out to touch him, but just as her fingertips were about to touch him, Pei Yuezhou seemed not to notice. He turned his wrist slightly and dodged, only smiling and asking, "What's wrong?"
"What happened to your wrist?"
"Oh, this." He glanced down and said casually, "I accidentally pinched it when I was wearing my watch."
Yu Zhi didn't doubt it and smiled helplessly.
Why is their son A Yue so stupid?
After finishing her meal, Yu Zhi went into the bathroom to wash up briefly. Just as she lay down, she found that Pei Yuezhou's eyes were still on her, and he seemed to have no intention of looking away.
The heat is impossible to ignore.
"What's wrong?"
But I heard him sigh softly: "Zhizhi, you slept for so long and didn't even take a good look at me."
His eyelashes were very long, casting a light shadow under his eyes, making him look a little aggrieved.
Yu Zhi felt like he was a bit like that scumbag who neglected his wife.
"I saw it." She couldn't help but cough lightly and tapped his face lightly with her fingertips.
"Mr. Pei is still as beautiful as ever, nothing has changed."
"Why hasn't it changed?"
Pei Yuezhou moved closer, his nose almost touching her forehead, and lowered his voice, as intimate as a love talk, "I miss you so much, look, you've lost weight here."
He tapped his chin with his fingertips.
Yu Zhi was so angry that she laughed at his shameless remarks. How long had it been?
Why does it feel like we haven't seen each other for a year?
But she still followed up his question and asked, "Oh? Then what should we do?"
Pei Yuezhou's eyes were burning hot, and his pleasant voice was slightly seductive: "Kiss me, okay?"
Yu Zhi, who had expected this, couldn't help but chuckle and made a pinky promise to him.
He obediently went over and subconsciously pressed his lips against hers.
But Yu Zhi kept him at a safe distance.
He opened his eyes, which had just been closed, in a daze.
Yu Zhi pressed the back of Pei Yuezhou's head with her hand and kissed him.
The desire in his heart was finally relieved, and even his long eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The thought that Pei Yuezhou had finally managed to calm down came back again, becoming even more difficult to resist.
He leaned on one forearm, veins bulging.
Yu Zhi ended this passionate embrace in time. When he was still unsatisfied and subconsciously wanted to kiss her again, she held his face.
"Good night, have a sweet dream."
After saying that, before Pei Yuezhou could react, Yu Zhi quickly got back into bed and started sleeping.
Pei Yuezhou couldn't help laughing for a moment.
There was no concealment of lust in his eyes, he just stared at her sleeping face directly.
"Good night, Mrs. Pei."
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