Endless Fall - Chapter 198

   Chapter 198 I won’t let you go

   The sound of the dice colliding echoed in their ears, and they all opened the dice cups and played the first round of the game in a lively atmosphere.

  The wind outside the window gradually stopped, and the empty bottles piled up by the sofa became more and more.

   Maybe it was because he was still in a good mood, Lin Jiao could still stay a bit sober until the end.

   She put her arms around Pei Zhi’s arm, stepped into the second bedroom on the left on the second floor, and locked the door to block out other sounds.

   “Jiaojiao.” Pei Zhi, who smelled of alcohol, pushed her against the wall and leaned over to kiss her lips lightly.

   The breath from his nose sprayed down, caressing her skin like catkins, with a hint of itchiness.

   Lin Jiao was lost in the kiss, her eyes blurred.

   She climbed up on his neck, her slender fingertips touched the skin of the back of his neck, making his eyes sink, and the kiss became stronger.

   He grabbed her waist and moved to the side of the bed, and whispered against her forehead, “I like you so much.”

   She didn’t know how excited and joyful he was when she said “I do”, not only was his heart beating violently, but even the blood all over his body seemed to be screaming and boiling.

   A faint cypress fragrance enveloped Lin Jiao, not aggressive but like amber, wrapping her with warm resin.

  The love he declared in his mouth made her heart move, and she said in a ghostly way, “Are you taking a bath together?”

   Pei Zhi’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly: “No.” He buried himself in her neck, sniffing the sweetness of her body.

   His hand hanging by his side showed blue veins, and he was obviously restrained, restraining the desire that came to his heart.

   “Then get out of the way.” Lin Jiao withdrew her hands and shoved his shoulders, stepping on the floor barefoot.

   She took off the accessories on her neck and earlobes, put it on the round table next to her, and took another look at a man lying on the bed forbearing.

   There is only one night light in the room.

   A pale yellow light shone on his back, covering his shoulders and auricles with a faint halo.

   He lay still, and his eyes on her didn’t take half a mile away, inexplicably softening his heart.

  Lin Jiao opened the zipper on the side waist, but at this moment, the subtle voice was amplified in his ear.

   She took off her heavy black gauze dress, her fox eyes were slightly curved, and her hook was tight: “Really don’t wash? Then I’ll lock the door.”

   Pei Zhi’s eyes became darker and deeper, and the so-called rationality was completely cut off by her rising tail.

   One second before the shadow disappeared, he raised his hand to hold the door handle, and threw it with a ‘bang’.

  The long sound of running water resounded.

  The overlapping figures reflected on the frosted door, and were disturbed by the shade of trees projected outside the window, just like the intermittent murmur.

   “Are you still making trouble?” Pei Zhi stared at the flushed face, his thin lips curling wanton.

  Lin Jiao glared at him: “Who made trouble?”

   “Who are you talking about?”

   “It’s not me anyway.” She turned on the faucet to wash her fingertips, without looking at the foggy mirror.

   Pei Zhi pinched her chin, touched the piece of skin with his fingertips, and hurriedly retreated before she opened her mouth to bite.

   He hugged her and lay down on the soft quilt, hugging as always: “Next time you do this again, I won’t let you go.”

   “Did you just let me go?”

“How not?”

  Lin Jiao spread out her palms: “Do you say it again?” Her glinting eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, making it easy for people to fall into it.

   “That’s not what I’m referring to.” Pei Zhi kissed her eyelashes and whispered in her ear.

   His throat seemed to have been soaked in wine, and it was full of lingering meaning, like a glass of old wine swaying, and it made the heart skip a beat.

  Lin Jiao’s cheeks burned outrageously.

   She lowered her eyelashes and pressed close to his neck, without looking at the unstoppable face: “I’m going to sleep, don’t talk.”

   As soon as her slightly hot skin came up, Pei Zhi had to swallow the words stuck in his throat.

   He stopped teasing her: “Mrs. Pei good night.”

   The extinguished night light plunged the bedroom into darkness, and two heartbeats of different frequencies intertwined.

   The hour hand quietly turned half a circle, and Xu Yang, who had disappeared for a whole week, finally broke away the clouds and sprinkled on the streets and alleys on New Year’s Eve.

   A light ‘tattoo’ came from the stairs, and stopped in the dining room along with the sound of their conversation.

   I didn’t sleep long last night, I was still sleepy.

   But since today was New Year’s Eve, they were busy going home, so they had to set off before ten o’clock.

   “We will gather here at two o’clock in the afternoon of the third day.” Qu Shao posted a position in the group: “Bring all the things you should bring.”

   “Is it cold over there?”

   “It’s almost the same.”

   “Are we flying directly to Milan?” Chu Yuzhou pressed the car key and walked out slowly.

   “Roma.” Qu Shao pulled the zipper on his down jacket and briefly explained the arrangement: “I’ll go first.”

   When he got into the driver’s seat, Pei Zhi sent Lin Jiao to Zhou Yanshen’s car: “Jiaojiao, I’ll come to you tomorrow.”

   “Then I’ll go to your house the day after tomorrow?”

   “Okay.” He kissed her forehead and watched her and Qian Yue sit in the back row: “Be careful on the road.”

   One car after another left the villa, facing a few rays of sunshine, driving in different directions.

  The old town is still lively, with three or two children playing in the alleys, the candied haws in their hands contrasting with the hanging red lanterns.

   Their laughter and the couplets posted on the door of every household make the New Year’s taste stronger.

  Jiang Ye’s eyes flicked over the word “Fu”, and he rarely felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile.

   He stepped on the brakes at the door of Pei’s house, walked into the warm living room with them, and wrapped dumplings under Pei Zhen’s instructions.

   “Jiang Ye, teach me.” Pei Yilan couldn’t find the skills, the strange shape of the dumplings.

   The mass in front of her was so hard to look at, Jiang Ye held back a smile and patiently explained the steps.

   His fingertips were stained with a lot of flour, covering up the blue veins on the back of his hands, but it was more sexy.

   “Have you learned it?”

   “Not yet.” She patronized her hands.

  Jiang Ye followed her gaze and looked down, but reluctantly walked around behind her and taught.

   His breath sprayed down: “Don’t get distracted.”

   “Well.” Pei Yilan’s ears were numb, she resisted the urge to kiss him and studied hard.

   Pei Zhi, who was standing across from them, ignored the pink bubbles around him, and was not stuffed with dog food at all.

   After wrapping about twenty dumplings, he took out his mobile phone to take a photo, and left the space for them.

  PL: [image]

  PL: [How about the dumplings I just made? ]

  ZJ: [Extremely good. star eye.jpg]

   The expression she sent was too cute, Pei Zhi let out a low laugh, his fingertips wandering over the twenty-six keys.

   He tapped to send: [Is there a reward? ]

  ZJ: [What reward do you want? ]

  PL: [I want to hear you call me husband. ]

  ZJ: [faceless.jpg]

   “Second child, come here and hang the lantern.” Pei Zhen assigned him another task after watching them make dumplings.

   “Immediately.” After returning to WeChat, Pei Zhi took a few lanterns with a breath like a spring breeze.

   He hung a lamp on each of the places where Pei Zhen pointed, and then wrapped LED lights around the trees at the door, filling the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

   (end of this chapter)