In the end.
Her lips, as red as a peony, parted slightly as she murmured softly.
"You are mine now."
Pei Jin is hers.
She said he was hers.
Pei Jin's eyes were glazed over, and his thin lips were slightly swollen and red, still bearing traces of her lipstick.
These murmurs were like a curse drilling into Pei Jin's ears, like boiling water scalding him beyond recognition.
These traces cannot be erased.
Pei Jin's rough, large hands easily gripped her waist, rendering her unable to move.
Looking at the messy red marks on her fair skin.
Suddenly he leaned down and kissed Yu Qiao's beautiful red lips.
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The next day.
Yu Qiao slowly lifted her long eyelashes, her vision slightly blurred. White curtains fluttered in the French windows, and sunlight streamed in, reflecting off the white tiled floor.
Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the blue and white porcelain on the bedside table was broken on the floor, which was enough to show how crazy it was last night.
She shifted slightly, feeling a warm, broad chest behind her, with Pei Jin's large hand still resting on her waist.
Thinking of last night, Yu Qiao's cheeks suddenly flushed.
On this large bed, Pei Jin gripped her neck, his thin lips covering her earlobe as he murmured her name over and over again: "Yu Qiao".
"Qiaoqiao".
"Baby."
"Wife."
His long neck was bulging with bluish-purple veins, and beads of sweat dripped down his chiseled jawline onto the corners of her alluring fox-like eyes, leaving dense, crazed marks all over her body.
absurd.
As Yu Qiao was reminiscing, Pei Jin, who was behind her, had already slightly woken up. With a slight pull of his long arm, he pressed Yu Qiao even more forcefully into his chest.
The man's voice was extremely hoarse: "Baby, are you awake?"
Yu Qiao's long, dark eyelashes trembled, her fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and she murmured a very soft "hmm".
She rolled over and snuggled into Pei Jin's arms, tilting her head back to rub against his chin, her crimson lips curving into a wicked smile.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fox-like eyes fixed on him, her undisguised gaze lingering on his neck covered in nail marks, finally settling on the handprint on his cheek.
She smiled, a slight smirk playing on her lips: "Is it comfortable?"
W-what!?
Pei Jin suddenly clenched his hands, his cheeks flushing red.
It's daytime now, so the other person's expression and every move can be fully observed.
Unlike last night, when it was pitch black...
Pei Jin's eyes darted away: "Baby, why are you asking this?"
"Hmm?" Yu Qiao smiled mischievously and blew a warm breath into his ear: "Weren't you very resistant before?"
"last night……"
Yu Qiao stared straight at him: "Brother, you're really amazing."
In the pitch-black room, only the sound of their breathing could be heard; his palms were hot, and so were hers.
Yu Qiao showed no discomfort whatsoever, and pressed closer to ask, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"..." Pei Jin turned his head, his voice trembling slightly: "So...so comfortable..."
Yu Qiao chuckled, looking at Pei Jin's embarrassed and innocent appearance, her heart felt a ticklish sensation as if a feather had brushed against it, and she couldn't help but want to tease him.
"Hmm..."
"It seems we can't completely trust what He Ye says. Men over 25 can still be in good shape!"
"He Ye?" Pei Jin's gaze suddenly sharpened. Having heard this name several times, a strong sense of crisis immediately rose in his heart. He lowered his eyes to look at Yu Qiao: "Who is he?"
"Him? He's my best male friend. He Ye and I grew up together and are like sisters. Although he's not a woman, in my eyes he's more womanly than I am."
"He Ye has a 300-square-meter wardrobe, and he dresses up every day like a peacock."
Yu Qiao thought of He Ye's latest head of bright green hair, and showed a disgusted expression. She clicked her tongue and muttered, "I feel ashamed to be with him."
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