Chapter 102 Rhetoric

Pei Yuning changed into the mint green suit and walked out of the fitting room. After admiring everything, she asked Shang Yanci to take a picture of her.

After taking the photos, Shang Yanci asked gently, "Baby, should I send the photos to grandpa, or should you?"

Pei Yuning: "I'll send it. You can ask grandpa for your childhood photos."

"Okay." Shang Yanci sent her two sets of photos of himself in suits that he had just taken. "Grandpa and grandma get up at seven o'clock every day to eat breakfast. Baby can send them over at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, got it." Pei Yuning couldn't wear a suit in this weather. After taking a photo, she picked a long skirt and walked into the fitting room again.

After Pei Yuning changed into a long skirt and came out, Shang Yanci hung the two suits she had changed out of neatly in the closet, and the two of them went downstairs hand in hand.

The dishes were placed on the table one by one, and the family sat together to eat.

Pei Yuning drank a mouthful of the oatmeal porridge that Pei Yunzhi had served and asked, "Brother, was Qingqing drunk last night?"

In fact, what she really wanted to ask was whether Song Qingyi had a drunken seizure last night. If so, Uncle Song would ask her to go on a blind date again.

Pei Yanzhi said calmly: "Yeah, I'm drunk."

Pei Yuning whispered, "Is she honest after getting drunk?"

Pei Yunzhi: "Sleeping."

Pei Yuning was relieved, as long as there was no trouble.

After lunch, the family chatted for a while, sat for a while, and then went back to their rooms for a nap.

Before going upstairs, Madam Pei pulled Pei Yuning aside, raised her hand and pinched her cheek, and said softly: "Don't drink so much in the future. When Yan Ci carried you back last night, your face was covered with slap marks and tooth marks. It's a pity that he has a good temper."

Pei Yuning was stunned for a moment, then slowly blinked: "Grandma, did I really slap Ah Yan last night?"

"Who else would dare to slap him except you?" Old Madam Pei said earnestly, "Grandma knows that Yanci really dotes on you and loves you, but husband and wife still need to pay attention to the way they get along with each other in order to last a long time. No matter what, slapping someone is an extremely insulting act, not to mention that he is seven years older than you. Don't do this in the future."

"I know, grandma." Pei Yuning really couldn't remember what happened last night after he got drunk.

She asked, "Grandma, which side of Ah Yan's face is the slap mark on?"

Mrs. Pei recalled: "Left."

Pei Yuning returned to the bedroom. Shang Yanci had already changed into his pajamas and was now sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, looking down at something intently.

She walked quietly into the bathroom, opened the lychee-flavored mouthwash, cleaned her mouth, rinsed it again with clean water, and changed into her nightgown.

After leaving the bathroom, Pei Yuning walked over to Shang Yanci and sat down, hugged his neck, and rubbed him affectionately: "A Yan, what are you looking at?"

Shang Yanci tilted the laptop screen towards her and said, "This is the first draft of the Chinese wedding scene layout. Baby, would you like to review it now and give us some suggestions for improvement, or would you like to review it with everyone later?"

Pei Yuning: "Let's see later."

Her mind was now filled with the slap she had given Shang Yanci last night, and she had no time to think about anything else.

Pei Yuning raised his hand to close the laptop, picked it up and put it on the table, then sat astride Shang Yanci's arms, kissed his left cheek, and apologized softly: "A Yan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like that last night."

Shang Yanci rubbed her head and said softly, "It's okay, grandma told you?"

The reason why he brought up this matter in the morning was just to tease her, and he had no intention of settling scores later.

Pei Yuning felt very guilty: "Well, there won't be a next time, I promise, really."

Shang Yanci chuckled, pinched her cheek, and said slowly and teasingly: "It's okay to slap me, as long as your hand doesn't hurt, you can slap me however you want. It's not a big deal, so don't feel so guilty."

Pei Yuning sincerely felt that he was so good to her, so good that it was unbelievable, and her heart was so soft. She took the initiative to hold his neck, and slowly kissed from his left cheek to his thin lips, very gently.

Shang Yanci kneaded her soft waist with his palms and enjoyed her active kiss. The light sweetness of lychee mixed with the cool mint between his lips was tempting and addictive.

He stood up while holding Pei Yuning, walked to the bed, put her into the soft quilt, and continued to kiss her.

Although their bodies were pressed tightly together, Shang Yanci always half-supported his arms and did not put all his body weight on her.

Shang Yanci's palm covered her heartbeat, his voice was low and elegant, seductive without being felt: "Baby, your heartbeat is so fast."

Pei Yuning looked at him and saw herself in Shang Yanci's beautiful amber eyes. She gently pinched his waist with her soft fingers and said meaningfully, "A Yan, lift it up."

Shang Yanci's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he asked knowingly: "Baby, do you want to help me?"

Pei Yuning asked back in a coquettish tone: "Is it not possible?"

Shang Yanci raised his waist and looked at her with burning eyes.

Pei Yuning blushed, and she stroked his burning abdominal muscles with her fingertips, whispering, "Don't look at me."

Shang Yanci panted softly, "If we kiss, will the baby be busy enough?"

Pei Yuning raised her neck and kissed his thin lips.

In the bedroom, the atmosphere was ambiguous and the sound of kissing was heard one after another.

Shang Yanci held Pei Yuning's collarbone with his lips and tongue, licking and sucking it gently. After a moment's pause, he asked in a low voice, "You are so well behaved, baby, are you making up for the slap I received last night?"

Pei Yuning's little thoughts were exposed. Unwilling to admit it, she raised her hand and gently pushed him away: "It's happened before. I need to go to the bathroom."

"Okay." Shang Yanci picked her up, walked into the bathroom, washed his hands, and then carried her to the cloakroom to choose a nightgown.

Pei Yuning lay down in the quilt, took off her nightgown, threw it to Shang Yanci who was standing beside her, and whispered, "Take it and wash it."

"Yes, sir." Shang Yanci smiled affectionately, picked up her nightgown and walked into the bathroom.

After washing up, Shang Yanci lay back on the bed, held Pei Yuning in his arms, and gently kneaded her wrist.

His wrists felt very comfortable being rubbed, and his fatigue gradually eased. Pei Yuning slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shang Yanci couldn't sleep and kept rubbing Pei Yuning's wrist.

Estimating the time, Shang Yanci waited for his grandparents in France to get up and have breakfast, then picked up his phone and sent a message: [Grandpa, please find some photos of me when I was a child. Ningning wants to see them.]

Ten minutes later, grandpa replied: "Okay, how about the suit? Does Ningning like it?"

Shang Yanci: [She liked it very much and took a photo. She will send it to me when Ningning wakes up.]

Grandpa: [Don’t you have it?]

Shang Yanci sent one to each of them: [When Ningning sent it, you should just pretend that you had not read what I sent.]

Grandpa: [Good. Xiaoci, your photography skills have improved a lot in this week of sprinting.]

Shang Yanci: [Grandpa taught me well.]

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while.

Pei Yuning woke up, rubbed Shang Yanci's full chest muscles, and said in a sweet voice: "A Yan."

Shang Yanci responded in a gentle voice: "The baby is awake. I just asked grandpa for a photo of him when he was little. I will send it to you later."

"Okay." Pei Yuning hugged his sensitive waist and abdomen and lay down to relax.

After waking up completely, Pei Yuning took out his phone and sent a photo of the suit to his grandfather: [Grandpa, I like the suit very much, thank you!]

Grandpa replied immediately: [Ningning looks really good in it. Time is too tight. Grandpa can only make two sets. When the rest are done, I will airlift them back to you.]

Pei Yuning: [Okay, take your time, there's no rush. Take care of your body, don't get tired.]

Grandpa: [Yes, I know what’s going on.]

Pei Yuning missed her grandmother very much, but it was inconvenient to make a video call while lying in bed, so she made a voice call.

Grandma: "Ning Ning, Xiao Ci."

Shang Yanci: "Grandma."

Pei Yuning smiled and said, "Grandma, do you miss me?"

Grandma: "I miss Ningning so much."

Grandpa used the computer to organize the photo albums and sent Pei Yuning the photos of Shang Yanci when he was a child.

Shang Yanci smiled as he listened to Pei Yuning and his grandmother chatting back and forth, responding from time to time.

After chatting for half an hour, the call was disconnected. Pei Yuning flipped through the photos of Shang Yanci when he was a child one by one, saving each photo in an album named "Young Cici".

There are a total of 277 photos of Shang Yanci when he was a child in "Young Cici". My grandfather said that he seldom took photos after he was five years old, and took less than three photos a year. The oldest photo among these was taken when he was twelve years old.

Shang Yanci looked at the four words, his lips curled up, unable to hide his smile. If Pei Yuning hadn't mentioned it this time, he wouldn't have known that he had so many photos of his childhood.

Pei Yuning looked at the photos in the album and a brilliant idea came to his mind.

She looked at Shang Yanci, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said in a coquettish tone: "Cici, can you show me some photos of you after you were twelve years old?"