Chapter 51 Biting the Neck
Lu Ran called.
At that moment, Ye Qingyu and Jing Lin both turned their gazes to her.
What would the young lady do?
Pei Ci pressed the answer button and, before Lu Ran could speak, said directly, "Lu Ran, I don't want to see you again."
After saying that, she hung up the phone and blacklisted the number. The whole process was so smooth and seamless, as if she were doing something trivial.
"Miss, Brother Lu..." Jinglin, who had witnessed everything, couldn't help but say, "You..."
Pei Ci interrupted him directly, "From now on, you will be responsible for picking me and Ye Qingyu up and dropping us off at school."
Jinglin was speechless at the unexpected good news. He clenched his fists and then clenched them again. "Um, while I'm at it, I'll also... cough cough, I'll take care of breakfast too."
"Whatever." Pei Ci glanced around at Ye Qingyu's living quarters and said to Ye Qingyu beside her, "Do you need to bring anything?"
Ye Qingyu was taken aback.
Pei Ci directly confirmed her guess, "Ye Qingyu, you must live with me the moment the campus celebration arrives."
"I..." Ye Qingyu was about to speak when Jinglin pushed her, "Hurry up and go, what are you standing there for?"
Finally, at Pei Ci's request, Ye Qingyu carried her suitcase and got into Jing Lin's car.
The moment they drove out of the residential area, the residents who were chatting and laughing all turned to look at the car.
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For Pei Ci, bringing Ye Qingyu home was simple. Although Pei's parents were the heads of the Pei family, they didn't manage things. Especially after Pei Ze went abroad, even though they lived in the Pei residence, Pei Ci rarely saw the two of them.
The butler did ask a few questions.
"Is this your classmate from school?" The butler looked Ye Qingyu up and down. "She looks quite tall, but a bit malnourished. Should I call the doctor to take a look?"
The Pei family may not have much else, but they do have a lot of doctors and medical equipment.
Pei Citing agreed with the suggestion and was about to nod when Ye Qingyu firmly rejected it.
“Miss, I need plenty of time to write the celebration plan,” Ye Qingyu said.
Pei Ci knew how eager Ye Qingyu was for revenge, but she simply denied it. She took Ye Qingyu to the main hall for a meal. Although the Pei family wasn't extravagant, their home was undeniably large and refined, and the long dining table was quite spacious.
While Pei Ci and the butler were talking, Jing Lin was already seated. He always maintained a relaxed and languid posture, one hand supporting his chin, the other using a fork to pick at the fruit beside him.
When Pei Ci and Ye Qingyu arrived, he lazily complained, "Miss, you really should get a new chef."
Pei Ci had no appetite for the food, only gave a faint reply, and sat down at the table.
Just like the last time they ate together, Jinglin had already skillfully begun serving Pei Ci, while Ye Qingyu, standing to the side, couldn't get a word in edgewise. However, Pei Ci noticed Ye Qingyu's state and would occasionally use serving chopsticks to put food on Ye Qingyu's plate.
Halfway through the meal, Ye Qingyu went to the restroom. A servant led the way, and the soft carpets, the muted color scheme of the decor, and even the potted plants and calligraphy in the hallway all reminded her once again of this pampered young lady.
Ye Qingyu was puzzled by this; she didn't know why she would pay attention to these details at this time.
These things had nothing to do with her in the first place.
Is she anticipating a hopeless future?
That's ridiculous.
Ye Qingyu's fingers traced a scar on her neck, a scar from her childhood. It was because of this scar that she was able to escape hell, and then...
And so we arrived at another hell.
Lost in thought, she didn't realize she had reached the door. The door was ajar; she gently pushed it open, peeked inside, and suddenly her eyes widened in shock.
Pei Ci is biting Jing Lin.
The girl sat upright in the chair, completely enveloped by Jing Lin. At that moment, Jing Lin pulled open his shirt and brought his neck close to Pei Ci's lips.
Don't you like it?
"This tastes like salad dressing."
"Perhaps, we could add something else?"
"what do you like?"
With a soft, low, and husky voice, he moved closer and closer, his neck clearly only a centimeter away from her lips, yet he just stared at her intently, then tensed every line of his body, his palm half-touched on her head.
Pei Ci, who was being held captive like this, simply lowered her eyelids, her expression unchanged.
"...Don't you like it?" Jing Lin's voice was almost breathless, his tone deliberately suppressed, each word rising and falling in a deliberate attempt to pull the goddess down from her pedestal.
Pei Ci was not unfamiliar with people who offered special services.
But this is truly the first time I've seen someone so shameless.
Without realizing it, his face turned cold, and his previously light footsteps suddenly became louder, startling both of them. Pei Ci was the first to react; she turned her face slightly and moved her lips away from Jing Lin's neck.
Upon closer inspection, Ye Qingyu noticed that a vibrant, lifelike flower had been drawn on his neck with something that was either honey or something else.
When he saw him, Jinglin only froze for a few seconds, perhaps feeling a sudden sense of helplessness, but quickly returned to his initial playful expression.
"Xiaoyu, you've come at the wrong time."
Ye Qingyu pretended not to see it and calmly sat back down in her seat.
Jing Lin gritted his teeth and rubbed his reddened ear tips. He really hated Ye Qingyu more and more. He had clearly prepared for this for a long time before doing this, but she ruined it.
Damn it.
His hair was originally faded white-yellow-pink, and his obvious decadence made him appear shrunken, as if a dark cloud was floating above his head.
He couldn't even be bothered to care about the marks on his neck.
Ye Qingyu remained silent, eating her food in silence.
The meal ended quickly, and Jinglin was still listless as his good time was interrupted, even as he was about to leave. However, just as he was about to leave, Pei Ci called out to him.
After stopping Jing Lin, Pei Ci said to Ye Qingyu, "Ye Qingyu, I'd like to talk to him."
The meaning was obvious, but Ye Qingyu didn't do it; she simply turned her back.
“Young Miss, you…” Jing Lin was somewhat astonished.
Pei Ci walked up to him and hooked her arm around his shoulder.
In the dining room, Jinglin was seducing her, staring at her with a cautious, wet, and coy gaze that matched all her fantasies of seduction.
As for Ye Qingyu's matter, she should indeed reward him.
Just don't bite it in a conspicuous place like the neck.
Therefore, she did not move in the living room.
"I……"
Jinglin's words brought Pei Ci back to her senses.
Pei Ci's fingers immediately grabbed his shirt, which had two buttons undone. She wanted to tear open his shirt and find the right spot. She wasn't very strong, and only managed to pull the shirt halfway open, but she had already figured out the ideal spot, her gaze lingering on Jing Lin's shoulder.
This is……
Is there a reward?
Jinglin's eyelashes trembled. Ye Qingyu was right beside him. The young lady really...
Even if the young lady doesn't care, this is still too much...
Jing Lin's lips trembled. Despite his years of masterful acting, he was on the verge of surrendering in just half a day. His thick skin had allowed him to rediscover all the shame he had once abandoned.
He never knew he was so sensitive, so timid, and so incapable of achieving the posture he had imagined.
Do I really have to keep up this act...?
I really want to confess.
But I'm sure I'll be looked down upon.
Jing Lin gritted his teeth and, under Pei Ci's gaze, pulled his shirt up to his chest.
To make it easier for Pei Ci to do his work, he deliberately lowered his head.
Pei Ci's eyes were met with a blinding expanse of white as she intently observed the body. This body possessed a universal aesthetic, with lines that were both powerful and graceful, and muscles of just the right size and proportion.
Unlike most boys, Jinglin was much more meticulous about his appearance. He took great care of himself, to the point of being almost as strict as a girl. His body was completely bald, without a single hair. His skin was supple, fair, and looked very elastic, suggesting he had spent time exercising and sculpting his physique.
He even deliberately wore a perfume that suited him perfectly—not too strong, but with an exceptionally romantic feel. Coupled with his conflicted yet infatuated expression, this playboy young master looked like a plate of meat that was both visually appealing and deliciously presented.
Is it the same with other girls?
No wonder he's so popular; he has so many ex-girlfriends.
After all, there is indeed a significant contrast.
Thinking this, Pei Ci put her arm around his shoulder and bit it.
She didn't bite hard, but just as she was about to let go, Pei Ci's head was gently supported by a palm.
Few people realize that this young prince actually possesses a very good singing voice.
Then his voice came through in a muffled tone.
"...Could you be a little louder?" The voice was very soft, drifting lightly into Pei Ci's ear.
Jinglin was indeed extremely excited; he too had been branded, even though he had asked for it himself.
However, it's still quite different from the marks on Ye Qingyu's neck and Lu Ran's abdomen.
He needs a heavier, more forceful imprint to be etched into his soul, so that when someone asks about his love life, he can tell them with composure and grace.
"Excuse me, I belong to my wife."
“She is a very possessive person; I have her teeth marks on my shoulder.”
He exhaled softly.
Please.
Make it heavier.
A little heavier.
Okay... I'm sorry, I really, I've really had an amazing time.
His face was bathed in fantastical and magnificent colors, as if he had taken some addictive drug and was completely immersed in hallucination and madness.
Biting someone is not technically difficult for Pei Ci, but she rarely does it while she is conscious.
That's enough.
Pei Ci increased the pressure a bit more. However, being fully conscious, she was too weak, and Jing Lin only suffered a minor cut. Gradually, she grew tired of this pointless game, pushed Jing Lin away slightly, and gestured for him to put on his clothes.
This reward is way too short.
Jinglin bit his lip.
He didn't say it, but he was already thinking about how to get the teeth marks tattooed on his body.
After Jinglin had almost finished tidying up, Pei Ci said to Ye Qingyu, "That's enough."
Ye Qingyu turned around, and the first thing she saw was Pei Ci. This young lady was nothing special except for her slightly redder lips and disheveled hair. On the other hand, Jing Lin...
Cheap goods.
This is the second time he has insulted this person.
Fortunately, Jinglin is finally leaving.
Unfortunately, it started raining while they were having their meal, and as evening approached, a gloomy atmosphere descended. When seeing Jinglin off, the butler handed him an umbrella.
Jing Lin went downstairs with an umbrella and happened to see Lu Ran hurriedly climbing over the wall to come in.
Jinglin's breathing almost stopped.
Fortunately, Lu Ran didn't notice him; he was looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows upstairs.
Unlike the first time he climbed over the wall and was disliked by Pei Ci, this time Lu Ran learned his lesson and only dared to stay here until Pei Ci discovered him.
Seeing Lu Ran's disheveled state, his scalp tingled.
Cool.
That was awesome.
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