Chapter 121: Jealous and Vicious
The spring sunset shines on the tree-lined avenue, and the tiny shadows of the oak trees dance on the ground.
Pei Song walked slowly holding MAX's hand, enjoying the rare leisure time.
The International Financial City project has been progressing very quickly recently and he has been working late almost every day.
I finally got off work early today, so I took MAX to the park for a walk.
MAX walked with an elegant step, his tail wagging gently.
Suddenly, a few furry teddy dogs jumped out from the path next to them, barking as they ran.
They circled around MAX, occasionally sniffing and growling threateningly.
MAX stood there motionless, just raised his head slightly and looked at the noisy little guys calmly.
Pei Song couldn't stand it anymore: "MAX, yell back, they are so rude!"
MAX just wagged his tail calmly, as if to say, "Don't bother with a kid."
"You are too good-tempered!" Pei Song was so angry that he imitated the Teddy dog and quarreled with them: "Woof woof woof! You little rascals, don't bully my MAX! Woof woof woof!"
The Teddy dogs were defeated one after another, and Pei Song was outnumbered and was about to win the argument.
"Puchi——" a light laugh came from behind.
Pei Song turned around suddenly and saw Zhou Feng standing there holding a golden retriever, looking at him with a half-smile.
"Mr. Zhou..." Pei Song's face instantly turned red, and he wished he could find a hole to crawl into, "Do you live nearby too?"
"It's right across from the Heyue Mansion," Zhou Feng said with a smile, "I usually bring Lucky here for a walk after get off work."
Pei Song looked at the golden retriever he was holding: "How old is Lucky? She still looks like a little girl."
"Just turned two years old," Zhou Feng said, "still a naughty little kid. I heard your father was hospitalized some time ago?"
Pei Song nodded: "I have recovered, thank you for your concern."
"It seems that MAX is doing well here with you," Zhou Feng said. "Its eyes have become softer. When I first saw it on the snowy mountain, it charged forward like a warrior."
"Yes," Pei Song touched MAX's head, "It is very well behaved and very human."
"It must be very stressful to be involved in the International Financial City project now, right?" Zhou Feng asked, "After all, it is a project worth hundreds of billions of yuan."
"It is indeed challenging," Pei Song said, "but with Mr. Shi's guidance, I am learning little by little."
Shi Yanchen's car happened to pass by the Outer Ring Road, and he saw two people standing by a bench and talking from a distance.
Pei Song looked relaxed, smiling and nodding from time to time, and Zhou Feng also seemed to be in high spirits.
MAX and the golden retriever were playing nearby. The scene was harmonious and they looked like a family of four.
Shi Yanchen silently withdrew his gaze and drove out of the park.
"You have already done an excellent job in the 'Senior Citizens' Home' project," Zhou Feng said. "This is a good opportunity for you to take it to the next level."
The two chatted about work for a while and said goodbye until it was getting dark.
When he returned home, Pei Song found that Shi Yanchen was unusually silent.
At the dinner table, he just ate mechanically, and even when MAX rubbed against his legs, he didn't touch its head as usual.
"Try this garlic pork ribs, it tastes good." Pei Song picked up a piece for him.
Shi Yanchen ate the meat silently without even looking at him.
Seeing him like this, Pei Song thought he had encountered some difficulties at work, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. He quickly finished his meal and went to take a shower.
After washing, I went back to my room and played games for a while, but I always felt uneasy.
It was almost time to go to bed, so he walked into the study and saw Shi Yanchen still processing documents.
The dim light of the desk lamp cast a shadow on his well-defined profile.
Pei Song stood at the door, feeling a little scared when he saw Shi Yanchen's tall and straight back.
This guy is actually quite scary when he gets serious. He has seen many times when Shi Yanchen would make the entire conference room silent with just a look.
It was only because he had long been accustomed to Shi Yanchen's various behaviors in private and knew that he was infinitely tolerant of him that he dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
But Shi Yanchen was very abnormal today. He had a cold face since he came home. This low pressure made Pei Song feel inexplicably guilty.
He sighed silently in his heart: No wonder many companies strictly prohibit office romances. It is hard to say that they are not protecting the fragile hearts of employees. Who wants to be exploited by the boss at the company during the day and have to face this poker face when going home at night!
Although I don't know how I offended him, the feeling of being treated coldly is really unpleasant.
"Leon," Pei Song took a few steps forward and asked softly, "Did anything happen?"
Shi Yanchen didn't even raise his head: "No." His voice was as cold as ice.
Pei Song bit his lip. Shi Yanchen has always been a straightforward person, and this answer made him even more nervous.
After thinking about it, he mustered up the courage to walk over, put his arms around Shi Yanchen's neck from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Then why did you ignore me all night?"
Shi Yanchen was still staring at the computer screen, but his fingers holding the mouse tightened slightly.
Pei Song kissed him gently on the face, his lips were soft and warm: "What's wrong?"
Shi Yanchen still ignored him, but his Adam's apple rolled noticeably.
Seeing him like this, Pei Song inexplicably felt like laughing, so he simply went even further and kissed his Adam's apple again.
Hot and wet kisses were placed there one after another, and I felt his breathing become heavy.
This kind of teasing obviously touched Shi Yanchen's bottom line.
He turned around suddenly and pulled Pei Song into his arms, almost touching his lips.
The kiss was fierce and fierce, with a strong sense of punishment.
His tongue went straight in, conquering Pei Song's mouth, not giving him any chance to breathe.
Pei Song was almost suffocated by his kiss. When he came to his senses, he had been carried to the desk.
Shi Yanchen casually swept the document aside, and his kiss moved from Pei Song's lips down, across his chin, and lingered on his neck.
Her hand reached under the hem of his pajamas and stroked his back inch by inch.
Pei Song raised his head, and his breathing was particularly clear in the quiet study.
His body felt a little weak and he could only cling to Shi Yanchen's shoulders.
The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated, and the two of them paused.
Pei Song pushed him away slightly, slid down from the desk, straightened his clothes and wanted to go out.
Before he had taken a few steps, someone behind him grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the bookshelf.
Shi Yanchen protected the back of his head with one hand, clasped his waist tightly with the other hand, and covered his lips again.
Several heavy hardcover books fell from Pei Song's side, hitting the carpet with a dull sound.
But no one cared about that, both of them were immersed in the kiss.
Pei Song's legs went limp from his kiss, and he leaned into Shi Yanchen's arms.
The phone, which had been hung up automatically after no one answered it for a long time, started vibrating again, making a buzzing sound on the desk.
The floor lamp in the study was on quietly, and documents and books were scattered on the floor.
Their foreheads touched, their breathing still a little rapid.
Pei Song couldn't help laughing out loud, and Shi Yanchen let go of him, sighed helplessly, and walked over to pick up the phone.