Cheng Su glanced at Yu Qiao, who was being held by the hand and hidden behind Pei Jin, his gaze deep and unfathomable. He lazily lifted his eyelashes and stared coldly at Pei Jin: "She...is your woman?"
In the quiet corridor, Cheng Su's voice was as sexy and magnetic as sand, dark and damply cool.
The dim light shone on Pei Jin, and the slightly curled bangs on his forehead covered the scar between his eyebrows, making his fierce face less wild.
His face was half-hidden in shadow, his profile sharp and distinct, with long, dark eyelashes drooping down, a straight nose, and thin lips.
His expression was hostile, his dark eyebrows furrowed downwards like a wary wolf, as he glared fiercely at Cheng Su: "This is none of your business!"
Cheng Su slowly withdrew his gaze, his dark eyes paused for a moment, and he turned to leave, but then stopped.
After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Yu Qiao seriously, asking, "What's your name?"
"Yu... Yu Qiao." Yu Qiao peeked out from behind Pei Jin, her beautiful fox-like eyes blinking in confusion as she avoided Cheng Su's cold and possessive gaze.
After hesitating for a moment, he took the initiative to thank him: "Cheng Su, thank you for what happened last time."
Cheng Su gave a dismissive "Oh," brushed his long black hair aside with his long fingers, placed his jade-like hand on the doorknob, his eyes filled with melancholy, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is your relationship with Pei Jin?"
Why is he asking this?
Yu Qiao gripped Pei Jin's arm tightly. To her, between Pei Jin and Cheng Su, Cheng Su was clearly more dangerous.
Shrinking her neck, Yu Qiao looked up at Pei Jin, whose expression was equally cold and fierce, and said with a forced smile, "Pei Jin is my...brother."
elder brother?
Pei Jin's fingers suddenly clenched, his sharply defined profile tensed, his tongue pressed against his back teeth, and he inexplicably cursed under his breath.
Who is her brother?
Cheng Suchun's dark eyes subtly brightened: "Then, can we exchange contact information?"
“…Huh?” Yu Qiao swallowed, hesitating.
She didn't want to provoke Cheng Su too much; he was too dangerous. Besides, she already had a target for her advances.
Just as Yu Qiao was struggling with her dilemma, Pei Jin reached out and pushed Yu Qiao's peeked head behind him, completely blocking her view, and coldly swept his long eyes towards Cheng Su.
"Pei Jin, I'm talking to your sister." Cheng Su looked at Pei Jin with displeasure and some suspicion. Why don't they have the same surname? Could it be that Pei Jin and Yu Qiao are half-siblings?
Pei Jin's half-closed eyes snapped open, flashing a fierce light: "She is not my sister."
"Hmm?" Cheng Su raised an eyebrow.
Bang, bang, bang
Yu Qiao's heart suddenly started racing. Feeling guilty and flustered, she couldn't help but pinch Pei Jin's lower back, annoyed that he had exposed her so immediately without any mercy!
"He's talking nonsense!" Yu Qiao forcefully grabbed Pei Jin's arm and dragged him outside with difficulty, forcing a smile as she said, "Um... we don't need his contact information, we have things to do, see you next time!"
Never again!
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Qiao gritted her teeth, quickened her pace, and dragged Pei Jin away.
With his eyes fixed on Yu Qiao and Pei Jin as they gradually disappeared from sight, Cheng Su stood as if he were a stone statue, his long, slender fingers slightly bent.
His thin lips curved into a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown, and his long eyes held a deep and meaningful expression.
Yu Qiao, Pei Jin's sister?
interesting.
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Pei Jin pulled Yu Qiao by the hand and led her into his lounge.
"Yu Qiao, how...how did you meet Cheng Su?"
Yu Qiao glanced down at Pei Jin, who was still holding her hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
The tension and unease from before vanished, and a mischievous thought of teasing and flirting with Pei Jin arose spontaneously. Yu Qiao's red lips curled up, and she exaggerated: "Last time you left me alone in the private room. A pretty girl like me walking around the bar all alone, of course I was targeted by two scoundrels, right?"
"If it weren't for Cheng Su's heroic rescue, you might not even be able to see me now!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Jin's expression suddenly tensed up, and with a slight tug, he pulled Yu Qiao directly in front of him.
A soft, fragrant body crashed into his arms. Pei Jin swallowed hard, his fingers clenching tightly at his sides, veins bulging, his tongue stammering, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't...I didn't mean to..."
He stuttered again.
A smile appeared in Yu Qiao's eyes as she deliberately snuggled into his arms, her sweet breath spraying onto Pei Jin's chest, hot even through his clothes.
"Pei Jin, I know Cheng Su. You seem very unhappy?"
Why?
She looked up at Pei Jin, then deliberately raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
Pei Jin froze, unable to utter a single word as he stammered.
He was about 1.9 meters tall, with hard, muscular muscles all over his body. He had the aura of a wolf and the ferocity of a wild beast. At this moment, he stood there blankly, which was a stark contrast to his appearance.
Yu Qiao is only 1.65 meters tall, with a petite and graceful figure. When she lies on Pei Jin's body, she looks even smaller.
The two were vastly different in size, like a big bad wolf and a little white rabbit.
At this moment, the big gray wolf was completely being manipulated by the little white rabbit.
Yu Qiao smiled, her red lips curving upwards. She took Pei Jin's hand in her fair, delicate hand and gestured with it, exclaiming in surprise, "Pei Jin, it's so big!"
"What...it's so big?" Pei Jin's fingertips trembled, and his voice shook.
"Hands." Yu Qiao and Pei Jin held hands.
Her hands were fair and slender, while Pei Jin's skin was wheat-colored, his bones were long and slender, and there were prominent blue veins and crisscrossing scars on the back of his hands.
Faintly...
Yu Qiao's gaze sharpened; on the inside of Pei Jin's wrist was a winding, twisted scar.
The scar was long and menacing, located right in the middle of the major artery, and looked the most serious.
Suddenly, Yu Qiao recalled the strange things Yu Lingze had said about Pei Jin.
“Pei Jin’s personality is too extreme, and he hasn’t resolved his own issues. Although we’re brothers, he…”
Yu Qiao's expression turned serious. So, Pei Jin committed suicide?
The air suddenly became stagnant and icy cold.
Sensing something amiss with Yu Qiao, Pei Jin lowered his head blankly, stared at her for a few seconds, and then followed her gaze.
When Pei Jin saw the disgusting, twisted scar on his wrist, all color drained from his face, his narrow eyes narrowed, and he immediately pushed Yu Qiao away, turned around, and put his hands in his pockets.
The lounge was dimly lit, and Pei Jin had his head down, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.
His back was taut, and the aura emanating from his body was murky and damp.
This is somewhat similar to the aura emanating from Cheng Su, both dark and cold, like someone trapped in a desperate and world-weary state, painfully wary of everything, and possessing a ruthless capacity for destruction.
Yu Qiao froze on the spot, forgetting to react.
Pei Jin pressed his tongue against his back teeth, glanced at Yu Qiao, a complex expression swirling in his eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he sighed softly, trying to make his voice sound normal: "Yu Qiao."
"From now on, stay away from me."
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