Endless Fall - Chapter 219

   Chapter 219 is limited after all

   “I’m watching the fight.” Lin Jiao picked up her bag and walked out with Pei Yilan: “Have you arrived in Nanyu?”

   “Five minutes left.”

   “Then we’re going downstairs.”

   Pei Zhi received them at the gate of Nanyu.

   In order to avoid being too crowded, he asked Pei Yilan to sit in the co-pilot, and then opened the door of the rear seat.

   “Wife, how much did you drink tonight?” He leaned close to her neck, and the faint cypress fragrance inevitably hit.

   “Five or six glasses of champagne.”

   “Jiaojiao, tell me now.” Pei Yilan, who was waiting to eat the melon, turned her head: “Gu Quan and the others broke up?”

   “Su Tian and He Qi got together.”

   “My God!” Qu Shao and Pei Yilan said three words tacitly, the former slowed down: “How did he find out?”

   “I bumped into the restaurant.” Lin Jiao repeated the conversation with Gu Quan and brought up He Qi’s provocation.

   Disgust appeared in her eyes: “I didn’t want to intervene, but he was too disgusting, so I couldn’t hold back.”

   “I can’t help it.” Since Lin Jiao was hospitalized, Pei Yilan hated him even more than before.

   She hugged her chest and sneered: “He and Su Tian are really good sons and daughters. I regret not hitting him more.”

   “You guys still fought him?”

   “Jiaojiao slapped him, I smashed him a few times with the dice cup, and then Gu Quan was playing.”

   Pei Zhi looked at her sideways: “Did he scold you?”

   “I scolded him twice.” Lin Jiao didn’t repeat it, but leaned in his arms and smiled: “Anyway, I taught him a lesson.”

   “One slap is not enough.”

   “Then I’ll give you two slaps next time?”

   “Yeah.” He pressed against the top of her hair, his long and narrow eyes in the dim light, as dark as abyss.

   Looking at his Qu Shao through the rearview mirror, goose bumps aroused in his eyes, and he sighed that some people are going to be unlucky.

   He sent Pei Yilan to Mingxin, then drove into the downstairs of Hongfenglin’s unit, hinting: “Boss, will you deal with it tonight?”

   Pei Zhi understood: “Tomorrow.” He took Lin Jiao’s hand to say goodbye to him and disappeared at the elevator entrance.

   When they got home, they took off their down jackets and lay down on the sofa in the living room, drinking a cup of freshly brewed black tea.

  The heat emanating from the cup rose up and brushed Lin Jiao’s eyelashes, her pure and lustful fox eyes.

   “Husband.” She wiped away the water stains from her lips, raised her head and looked at him: “Why are so many people unfaithful to their relationship?”

   “Because their hearts are too impetuous, and there are so many people throwing their arms around them, it’s easy to resist temptation.”

   “But is this really happy?”

   “It’s just a moment of happiness.” Pei Zhi stroked the long, thin hair: “The time in bed is ultimately limited.”

  Lin Jiao remembered Zhou Yanshen in the past.

   Although he was not infidel or betrayal, he also lived a thrill-seeking life.

   She put down the water glass and leaned into his arms, her slender fingertips resting on his neckline: “It’s rare to see someone as single-minded as you.”

   Pei Zhi lowered his eyes: “I’m not single-minded.”

   His serious expression made Lin Jiao stunned for a while, and for a while, it was inevitable that he had heard it wrong.

   She bent her knuckles: “What do you mean?”

   “I like every look of you.” Pei Zhi lightly kissed that lip: “Especially when you’re wearing a nightdress and hooking me.”

  The hot breath brushed against her skin, and Lin Jiao was immersed in those eyes full of emotion.

   She took a bite at his Adam’s apple and glared at him as unintimidatingly as before: “Don’t make fun of me with this kind of thing.”

   Pei Zhi responded warmly: “Wife.” He didn’t miss any opportunity to sell miserably: “It hurts.”

   “There are no teeth marks, why do you hurt?”

   “It really hurts.”

  Lin Jiao kissed his Adam’s apple: “Does it still hurt?” When the soft lips were close, it was as if a fine electric current penetrated into the skin.

   “Are you hooking me again?”

   “How did I hook you up?”

   “You are here, just hook me.”

   Since their official relationship began, she was within five meters of him, which was a temptation for him.

   Seeing his eyes getting hotter and hotter, Lin Jiao’s cheeks became hot, and she could vaguely guess what happened next.

   She hesitated for two seconds and climbed onto his neck: “I’m hungry now, can you help me cook a bowl of noodles?”

   Pei Zhi raised his thin lips: “Okay.” He rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips: “You take a bath first, and you can eat it when you’re done.”

   The word that is bitten is thought-provoking.

  Lin Jiao put on that reddish face, broke free from the restraints on his waist, and walked towards the master bedroom without saying a word.

   She took forty minutes to take a shower, remove her makeup, and finally appeared in front of him in a burgundy silk bathrobe.

   “Husband, don’t you want to eat?” She sat cross-legged on the carpet, her fair legs were under the warm light, which was particularly eye-catching.

   “I’m not hungry for now.” Pei Zhi took two sips of water to ease the dryness in his throat: “Eat slowly, let me wash the bowl.”

  Lin Jiao answered vaguely.

   She rolled up a chopstick noodles, focused on the LCD screen, and listened to the conversation lingering in her ears.

   The sound of the water in the bathroom didn’t know when to stop.

   Pei Zhi, who came out of the master bedroom, picked up the empty bowl that had bottomed out and held her hand: “Wife, accompany me to the kitchen?”

   “You want me to watch you wash?”

   “Can you?”

  Lin Jiao certainly would not refuse.

   She glanced at the ad, thinking that she was just out to watch the next episode, but it took an hour to enter the kitchen.

   “Husband.” She was nestled in his arms, and she didn’t have the mind to watch TV again: “I want to drink juice.”

  ’s hoarse voice scratched her heart like a feather, and Pei Zhi’s hand covering her lower back tightened slightly.

   He first carried the person into the bedroom, then went back to the living room to pour a glass of juice and fed it to her lips: “Is the grape flavor delicious?”

   “Delicious.”

   “I’ll try it.” Without giving her a chance to react, he leaned over to cover the red lips.

   Suddenly, Lin Jiao was dragged into the gentle trap set by him again, with nowhere to escape, no escape.

  The brilliance of the bright moon shone down like a tulle wrapped around the curled toes, and was completely blocked by a thin and strong arm.

  The next second when the air was quiet, the lights in the bathroom turned on and off, leaving only a dim and hazy fragmentary shadow.

   “Buzz-buzz-“

   The phone on the bedside table rang at noon.

  The sleepy-eyed Lin Jiao stretched out his hand to pat him, and the traces like red plums flashed past: “Husband, who called?”

   “I don’t know.” Pei Zhi picked up the phone and looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen: “Do you want to answer?”

   “Give it to me.” Lin Jiao cleared her throat.

  The moment she pressed the answer button, a familiar and unfamiliar female voice came from the receiver: “Miss Lin, are you free to chat?”

“You are?”

   “Su Tian.” Su Tian learned about the engagement banquet from He Qi, and didn’t sleep for almost the whole night.

   She had a hunch that if Lin Jiao appeared in front of Gu Quan again and again, the chances of them reconciling were even lower.

   So as soon as noon arrived, I called her through the phone number of the nanny aunt, and I couldn’t wait.

   “What?” Lin Jiao’s attitude changed the moment she reported herself: “Do you want He Qi to push me again?”

   (end of this chapter)