Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Eat his lipstick, so clean
The fact is that it happened by accident.
Yan Pei forgot about the album cover and marketing, while Cen Xue on the other hand had to accept his so-called good intentions under the camera.
Silk is so comfortable to wear that you might even forget it's there.
But because he would occasionally touch it, it would trigger flashbacks of certain memories in Cen Xue. At least he felt that his former obedience was stupid.
Yan Pei recovered and confirmed, "It seems like you want to clear things up with me."
Casually unlocking the door of the room next to him, he dragged the people inside.
Because of the shape of her skirt, Cen Xue couldn't take wide steps. Almost at the moment when she opened and closed her eyes, with the slam of the door slamming shut, she was restrained by Yan Pei's domineering arms, with the door panel behind her being the only thing that could support her.
Silk is so slippery that I can't exert any strength on it.
Cen Xue felt herself shrinking downwards, and the static electricity was slow to attract her skirt, making her already empty chest even looser. The straps could no longer hold her shoulders and slid to one side.
Yan Pei suddenly put his arms around his waist, and the fabric piled up in several layers on his arms. The skirt became shorter, revealing her smooth and delicate calves and ankles, and then slowly slid up to the knees.
Because the air conditioner was on outside, his knees were slightly pink.
"Well, if you didn't want to at that time, why didn't you tell me?" Yan Pei took the initiative to attack.
If I really want to explain every detail, it would probably take three days and three nights.
How should I put it? I mistakenly thought that you and I were special and that we were true love who liked each other, so I could tolerate everything?
But in reality, they are blinded by the sweet taste and their IQ drops?
Analyzing like this is tantamount to admitting that you are an idiot. What's the point?
Cen Xue opened her mouth, avoided Yan Pei's gaze, and turned her head to the side: "I'm sick, okay."
Yan Pei: "What about now? You can't bear it anymore?"
Cen Xue: "Because I hate you."
"But you're angry, and you still care whether I really like you, right?"
Yan Pei became strangely excited, as if he had found another way to prove his point.
The contrast with the uncontrollable rage just now was obvious. He was like a lunatic.
But his next words were indeed no different from those of a psychopath: "It's better for you to hate me than to hate Lu Yanxi."
Cen Xue looked at him in surprise.
What's going on with these two? They're even arguing about this?!
He had the illusion that even if Yan Pei spoke harshly to him, he would take it as a reward, like a dog chasing a frisbee, bringing it back excitedly and asking for more praise. In any case, the other party was the winner.
It's so shameless that it's astonishing.
I had originally thought that the corridor was crowded to avoid any trouble, but I didn't expect it to develop like this.
Irritability rose, and a wave of annoyance seeped in.
It turns out there is no air conditioning in this room.
The two of them were too close to each other, and even the slightest friction could not hide the heat. The dry and hot air was filled with restlessness, and a layer of fine sweat emerged, with a contradictory feeling of dampness and stickiness.
Yan Pei didn't try to explain anything else. What happened happened. What can be changed? They were also surprisingly consistent in this regard.
Just remember to answer that question: "I'll tell you who I'm looking at."
He tucked a strand of Cen Xue's hair behind her ear.
The stylist used hairpins to disguise a hairstyle that looked like a bun, but some of the hair was shorter and would easily stick out.
Cen Xue turned sideways but didn't dodge.
Having lovable facial features may also have its inconveniences. For example, even in his current sullen and forbearing look, one can still see a hint of pleading in him.
For example, asking someone to make him cry.
Yan Pei had never felt that Cen Xue was so clear in his eyes. It had been too long.
The hand that was pressing on the door panel slid down silently, and Yan Pei slightly shifted the angle to get closer to his face. Just when Cen Xue thought he was going to whisper something, she relaxed her guard. His hand suddenly grasped the back of Cen Xue's head, and his fingers ran through his hair, kissing the corner of his mouth that was painted with bright lipstick.
If you don’t put on some lipstick, you will look pale.
But it became a snack for Yan Pei to satisfy his appetite.
Following the corners of his mouth, biting the protruding lip beads and the fullest part, eating the red on his lips, Yan Pei's kiss was like himself, licking and pirating, it was difficult to tell whether he was confirming the deliciousness or tempting him.
He hugged Cen Xue, held her tightly against him, and led her away from the door she was holding.
Cen Xue pressed her hands against his chest to push him away, but she was powerless.
After all, he even had difficulty breathing.
The stagnant air blocked his mouth and nose, his teeth were pried open, and his tongue, which could sing with irreplaceable rhythm, bullied him. He wanted to hide, but was pulled into the vortex.
It wasn't until Yan Pei noticed Cen Xue pounding his chest that he looked up and let him breathe.
……call.
Cen Xue's eyes were covered with tears as she gasped softly and restrainedly, her face becoming even more blurry. Her lipstick had been completely eaten away.
"Who else would I do this to but you?"
Yan Pei smiled maliciously. He had tasted the sweetness, but was not satisfied yet.
He lowered his head, letting go of his slightly swollen lips, and kissed one side of his neck, licking away the one or two beads of sweat that had just appeared.
This is also his thing, and he will not miss a single bit.
Cen Xue hummed, regained some consciousness, and was forced to raise her chin.
He supported Yan Pei's shoulders and pushed him away, but suddenly he felt a burning heat on his thigh. One night seven years ago, Yan Pei also did the same.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.
"...Cen Xue?"
Someone was calling his name.
"Have you seen Cen Xue?"
It was the voice of Li Mu and other teammates.
Cen Xue subconsciously closed her mouth to avoid being discovered.
Yan Pei must be stopped.
But the noise outside the door scared him - the door handle clicked, as if someone was holding it from outside!
Closing her eyes resigned to her fate, Cen Xue lowered her head and bit hard on the red mole on the side of Yan Pei's neck, which was throbbing due to the blue veins passing through it.
A blurry voice from outside filled my ears: "Could it be in these rooms?"
At this moment, the immorality reached its peak and became a stimulant for Yan Pei.
A small area of his neck was hurt by the suction, and Cen Xue punched his shoulder, but was afraid that the noise would be too loud and arouse suspicion from outside, so neither of them was willing to let go.
Until Li Mu said: "He shouldn't go to other people's places randomly, let's go to the bathroom to look for him."
The doorknob loosened and the voices faded away in the distance.
Yan Pei paused, and Cen Xue pushed him away forcefully.
Both sides were panting and took a few steps back.
The hem of her skirt slid down out of control, and the momentary feeling of falling reminded him of the ridiculous thing that had just happened.
Yan Pei covered his neck and used his fingertips to confirm the fresh teeth marks. He looked satisfied and said, "This is proof enough, right?"
"...like a mad dog." Cen Xue cursed in a low voice.
"Don't think too much." Yan Pei always had a hard time speaking out, especially when he was in high spirits, he was willing to be mean. "I like you like this, just because you are beautiful."
"Snap!" Such a crisp sound.
Yan Pei turned his head away and sighed with enjoyment.
The reason why he didn't get angry was probably because he had taken advantage of him before.
The force was softer than expected. Before the pain penetrated inside, the itch rose up. When he thought that it was because of the kiss he had just made, he—
Cen Xue said coldly, "Based on what happened just now, I can sue you for harassment."
"Okay, I agree," he said, irritatingly stubbornly. "We can let everyone know about our relationship. How about adding your name to 'Wardrobe' and other songs?"
Very arrogant.
Yan Pei specifically mentioned: "You don't want him to know, right?"
Cen Xue didn't react: "Don't involve others."
Yan Pei refers to the so-called current Fu Rouyun.
Cen Xue thought it was just anyone outside, like the one who almost opened the door.
The answer was completely irrelevant, but it was exactly what he wanted. The side of Yan Pei's face that was slapped began to feel hot, and his heart beat even faster.
"That's fine," he said, as if he was about to drag someone into the water. "That's a secret between the two of us, in this room. It has nothing to do with anyone else."
It really has nothing to do with others.
His attachment to Cen Xue was more complex and special, carrying a lot in his life.
Therefore, we must never use such a simple judgment as "who are you looking at through him", even if it has contained some information.
After all, no one would know that he decided to pursue Cen Xue in the beginning because he was curious about what kind of boy Lu Yanxi liked.
It turned out that he was ambiguous and lukewarm towards her, but was easy-going and easy to talk to towards Lu Yanxi, with a soft look.
Why, he thought at the time, I want these eyes to only look at me.
But there is no need to talk about those processes, as long as Cen Xue knows the answer that only he can give.
This was the only way Yan Pei could comfort himself after realizing that he had missed out on so much due to his willfulness.
Fortunately, Cen Xue didn't have the time to expose these self-paralysis. Seeing that there was no movement outside the door, he took a deep breath and was about to turn the doorknob.
Before opening the door, Yan Pei called out to him, "Don't you want to tidy up?"
The two of them looked more miserable than each other.
In terms of status, Cen Xue's ending would be even worse than Yan Pei's.
Yan Pei shrugged: "Come with me?"
"Thank you."
Cen Xue snorted coldly and planned to go to a place with a mirror first.
*
He opened the door and took a few steps outside.
A familiar voice sounded behind him: "...Brother?"
A hair-raising encounter.
What you fear will come true.
The movement paused, Cen Xue was unusually stiff. He turned back and said, "Ruo Yun? Why are you here?"
"I was in the studio next door and heard they were looking for someone. I didn't expect it to be you, so I was a little worried and came along to help."
Fu Rouyun breathed a sigh of relief, not noticing anything wrong yet, and said to himself, "Fortunately, nothing happened—"
Just as he finished speaking, another person walked out of the door on the side of the corridor.
Fu Rouyun stiffened.
If I saw correctly just now, Cen Xue also came out from here... ?
He accurately captured Yan Pei's messy hair, wrinkled clothes, and... the bite marks on his neck.
Amidst the silent urging, Fu Rouyun shifted his gaze to Cen Xue in a daze.
With the same messy hair and wrinkled red silk dress, he didn't even have time to admire Cen Xue's outfit, because he soon discovered that there was also a mirror image of a kiss mark on the opposite side of Cen Xue's neck.
Cen Xue's lips were swollen and shimmering with an alluring, crystal-clear sheen.
Following the folds of the red skirt, one can even simulate how Yan Pei used his fingers to grab the hem of the skirt, and where he restrained Cen Xue, and how intense it was.
A frivolous whistle broke the suffocating silence.
"Unfortunately," Yan Pei stood at the door and raised his chin towards Fu Rouyun, "I got caught eating for the first time."
He showed off, just like the night he showed Cen Xue the wounds he got from being beaten for coming out.
"Axue, why don't you explain to your boyfriend?"
What a pity, Yan Pei thought, because of the direction, the slap was imprinted on the side that Fu Rouyun could not see.
Because everything can be explained as a more passionate and intense situation, let this kid see who can develop this side of Cen Xue.
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