Chapter 114 I Want to Do Something Extreme
The next day, the two stayed at home and didn't want to move.
MAX was lying on the balcony basking in the sun, wagging his tail intermittently.
"How about seafood pasta today?" Pei Song asked as he stood in the kitchen. "Shrimp with tomato cream sauce."
"Let me help you cut the tomatoes." Shi Yanchen volunteered.
Pei Song laughed: "Last time you cut the tomatoes, they were all broken. So, you can help me cook the noodles. When the water is boiling, add salt and olive oil, and put the noodles in the pot for nine minutes."
Shi Yanchen nodded seriously and prepared the noodles according to Pei Song's instructions.
Pei Songze began to process the shrimps, peeling the shells and removing the shrimp threads skillfully, and then cutting the tomatoes into small pieces.
"Is the water boiling?" Pei Song asked.
Shi Yanchen hurried to check the pot: "It's boiling. Should I add salt?"
"Well, a spoonful of salt, a little olive oil, and then put the noodles in." Pei Song said as he poured oil into the pan, preparing to fry the shrimp.
Shi Yanchen followed the instructions clumsily, turning his head from time to time to look at Pei Song's actions.
Pei Song was frying the shrimps over low heat until they changed color, then adding tomatoes and stir-frying.
The tomatoes slowly soften and mix with the aroma of the shrimp, making your mouth water.
"Are the noodles ready?" Pei Song asked.
Shi Yanchen picked up a noodle with chopsticks and tested it: "It seems to be almost done."
"Drain the noodles and put them into the sauce here." Pei Song added cream and a little cooking wine to the pot, making the aroma more intense.
The two of them worked together to mix the noodles and sauce, and finally sprinkled some chopped parsley on top.
Shi Yanchen took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and poured it for the two of them.
Pei Song took a bite of noodles, looked up and said, "By the way, my mother will be enrolled in April, and I have arranged a flight to City M. I plan to go there a week in advance, help my mother settle down, and then come back."
Shi Yanchen put down his glass and said, "I'll contact M University for accommodation. I'll choose the one next to the Art History Department. The environment there is very good."
"Thank you." Pei Song thanked with a smile and picked up another shrimp.
"Auntie is studying very hard now," Shi Yanchen turned the wine glass in his hand, "I heard from the professor that her German is improving very quickly, and she even communicated in German during the video tutorial."
"Yes." Pei Song nodded. "She now has online classes with her professor every week. Actually, my mother is quite independent and can arrange everything by herself. But since it's her first time living abroad, I still want to spend more time with her."
Shi Yanchen took a sip of red wine and said, "We can take Auntie to get familiar with the surrounding environment during the week we go there. I happen to have many friends there, so I can help take care of her."
"That's great." Pei Song rolled up the last bit of noodles.
After dinner, Pei Song was about to put away the unfinished red wine, but he noticed that Shi Yanchen's eyes looked a little strange.
"What's wrong?" Pei Song turned to look at him.
"Song Song," Shi Yanchen said in a low voice with a hint of hesitation, "I want to do something for you, but it may be a bit too much..."
"What's the matter?" Pei Song's heart beat faster because of his serious tone.
Shi Yanchen took a step closer and gently held his hand: "Promise me first that you won't be angry."
"Tell me what it is first." Pei Song became even more nervous.
Shi Yanchen took a deep breath: "Remember that time in the hotel? The red wine spilled on your clothes..."
Pei Song was stunned for a moment: "Well, why do you suddenly bring this up?" He was about to put the bottle away, but Shi Yanchen picked it up and put it on the dining table.
"Wait, what are you going to do?" Pei Song wanted to escape in panic.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to see the red wine soak into your shirt..." Shi Yanchen held him down, his voice gentle and with a hint of coaxing.
"No!" Pei Song finally realized his intention and his face turned red. "This is the dining table. How can I face this table in the future..."
"It's okay," Shi Yanchen comforted him gently, "I just want to try..." He held Pei Song's neck with one hand and held the red wine glass with the other hand, bringing it to Pei Song's lips, "Take a sip first?"
Pei Song hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth slightly.
The deep red wine slid into her mouth, some of it overflowed along the corners of her lips, leaving an ambiguous mark on her graceful chin.
Shi Yanchen's eyes darkened instantly, and he leaned over to lick the red, and said in a low voice with temptation: "Can you let me continue?"
"Leon, you can't..." Pei Song's voice trembled slightly.
"If you really don't like it, I'll stop." Shi Yanchen whispered in his ear, his breath hot.
He slowly poured the red wine, and the deep red liquid soaked the white cloth and spread along the lines of the cloth.
"Shi Yanchen..." Pei Song bit his lip, resisting yet holding a hint of expectation.
Shi Yanchen lowered his head and kissed the wine stain, licking it gently through the cloth with his warm lips and tongue.
Pei Song clasped the edge of the table with his ten fingers, his whole body trembling, but he did not struggle anymore.
Shi Yanchen's kiss went all the way up, lingering on his collarbone.
"Let me kiss you, okay?" Shi Yanchen looked up at him with pleading eyes.
Pei Song was no longer able to speak and could only nod slightly.
Shi Yanchen then kissed his lips. The kiss was lingering and carried a strong sense of comfort, which made Pei Song completely sink into it.
After the kiss, Shi Yanchen felt the trembling body of the person in his arms and gently picked him up from the dining table.
He sat down on the sofa, let Pei Song lie across his legs, and gently wiped the wine stains from the corners of his lips with his fingertips.
"I'm sorry," Shi Yanchen said in a low voice, with a hint of guilt, "Did I scare you?"
Pei Song shook his head, the blush still on his face.
He wanted to sit up, but Shi Yanchen held him down: "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
Shi Yanchen looked down at him, his eyes full of mixed emotions: "Actually, I'm afraid you'll feel disgusted."
Pei Song turned to look at him and found that this usually strong man now looked a little uneasy.
"You know what?" Shi Yanchen said softly, "Some of my thoughts about you scare even myself." He paused, "Every time I see you, I have to try my best to suppress my impulses. Sometimes just a random move from you can make me lose control."
"Just like that day in the bathroom, when I saw your shirt soaked by water, I could hardly control myself." He smiled bitterly, "I was afraid that you would hate me after knowing my thoughts."
Pei Song didn't expect Shi Yanchen to show weakness like this. He softened his heart and reached out to pinch his face: "Why are you so prone to daydreaming?"
Shi Yanchen held his hand: "I don't want to scare you away."
"I'm not fragile," Pei Song said, raising himself up. "You're so cautious with me, and it makes me feel very stressed."
Shi Yanchen was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you disgusted?"
"It was just a little sudden," Pei Song leaned on his shoulder, "and you would say whatever you want, so why are you hiding this?"