Xu Jiayue's face looked very bad, as if a storm was brewing.
"No, it's definitely not as exaggerated as you think." Pei Yang was at his wit's end, and pursed his lips, saying, "Besides, no matter how much I say, you'll just get angry, so it's better not to know."
"I'll get even angrier if you don't tell me now!" Xu Jiayue slapped him again, guessing with a stern face, "Five? Ten?"
Pei Yang kept his lips tightly pressed together, and Xu Jiayue's heart skipped a beat: "Thirty?!"
“No!” Pei Yang immediately retorted.
Xu Jiayue's face darkened further. He refuted the thirty so quickly, but didn't admit to ten, so that must be twenty?
"Where is the kitchen?" She took a deep breath, closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, and asked calmly.
"Are you hungry? I'll go see what we can get you." Pei Yang saw this as a good opportunity to redeem himself and immediately tried to please him.
"I don't want to eat anything, I want to find a knife." Xu Jiayue clenched her fist.
"What are you doing with a knife so late at night?" Pei Yang asked curiously.
"I'm going to castrate you!" Xu Jiayue kicked him in the chest.
This time, Pei Yang was kicked squarely and fell to the ground with a thud.
Xu Jiayue was so angry she was panting. She had overestimated her tolerance; she could only handle numbers up to ten at most.
"Bastard! Stud! Pervert!" Xu Jiayue was so angry that she threw a pillow at him, her eyes reddening.
She used to be able to tease him about his romantic affairs freely because she didn't like him and it didn't matter, but now it's different, and she feels extremely wronged.
Pei Yang got up from the ground and saw that her eyes were red. He felt extremely sorry for her and quickly got into bed to hug her tightly.
"Go away, I don't want to see you!" Xu Jiayue pushed him, hit him, and cried in grievance.
"Jiayue, I'm sorry." Pei Yang never thought he would be so tongue-tied, and he didn't know how to comfort her.
"What's the use of saying sorry!" Xu Jiayue broke free from his embrace, looking at him accusingly. "If I had slept with more than twenty men, would you be happy!"
Pei Yang felt he would probably be so angry that he would kill them all, but there was one thing he had to correct. He whispered, "It was more than a dozen."
"What's the difference!" Xu Jiayue wiped away her tears and hit him with a pillow again.
“But that was three or four years ago.” To avoid making her even angrier, Pei Yang emphasized again, “After you returned to China, it absolutely never happened again.”
"I'd be a fool to believe you!" Xu Jiayue slapped him again.
“Really, I swear.” Pei Yang held up three fingers to the sky.
Xu Jiayue calmed down a bit and bit her lip: "How many of them are like Qin Yun, who are serious about dating?"
"Two." Pei Yang answered simply this time, afraid she would be angry. One was when she told him she liked Gu Chen, and the other was when she went to England.
"When was the first time?" Xu Jiayue stared at him with a stern face.
"Huh? This doesn't really need an answer, does it?" Pei Yang had a headache.
"Will you tell me or not!" Xu Jiayue slapped him.
"Twenty-two." Pei Yang never imagined that his long-awaited wedding night would be spent under such painful torture.
"With whom?" Xu Jiayue's face grew even more gloomy.
“You.” Pei Yang looked at her.
"Are you looking for death? What nonsense are you spouting!" When did she ever have a relationship with him? He was twenty-two, and she was only sixteen!
“I’m not lying. That day you told me you liked Gu Chen.” Pei Yang remembered it clearly. “It was the first time in my dream.”
Xu Jiayue blushed. He had such filthy thoughts about her so early on, when she was still a young girl!
"Beast." She uttered the word, her face flushed, then added, "This isn't the first time I've asked this kind of question!"
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