Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

Shu Hua's mouth was stuffed full, like a little hamster storing food, and she nodded repeatedly.

She ate too fast and accidentally choked on a mouthful of food, coughing violently until her face turned bright red.

Pei Yanzhou immediately put down his chopsticks, gently patted her back with his large hand, and frowned: "Drink some water, take it slow."

Just then, his phone rang.

Pei Yanzhou glanced at the caller ID. He continued to pat Shu Hua's back gently with one hand while answering the phone with the other.

"What is it?" he asked, his voice somewhat cold.

Ji Zexu on the other end of the phone was visibly taken aback: "...Brother Yan? What's the situation on your end? What do you mean, 'slow down'?"

Pei Yanzhou looked at the pitiful little woman beside him, coughing and with tears welling up in her eyes, and patiently explained, "I didn't tell you."

Ji Zexu instantly realized what was going on, and his tone became ambiguous, drawing out his words: "Got it, got it! Your sister-in-law is here, isn't she? Not bad, Brother Yan, it's really different now that you've won the heart of a beauty, even your voice is gentler now. You scared me just now, I thought you were possessed by some strange thing."

Pei Yanzhou was too lazy to banter with him and reverted to his usual concise and indifferent tone: "Stop with the nonsense and get to the point."

Shu Hua, having finally caught her breath and sipping water, heard Pei Yanzhou speak only a few brief words into the phone for the next five or six minutes:

"Um."

"Can."

"You decide what to do."

"Hang up."

Then, he abruptly ended the call.

Shu Hua blinked and asked softly, "Ji Zexu?"

She had seen him on the wedding day; he was the most flamboyant of the two groomsmen, dressed like a peacock.

"Hmm," Pei Yanzhou responded. "Is there something you need?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking." Shu Hua shook her head.

Shu Hua was picking at the rice in her bowl, her mind still on the hurried wedding that day, when, without thinking, her teeth hit the tip of her tongue.

"Hiss—!" She gasped in pain, immediately covering her mouth, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing, and tears welling up in her eyes.

Pei Yanzhou looked up almost the instant she spoke, put down his chopsticks, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing..." Shu Hua mumbled, her tongue burning with pain, making her voice sound pitiful and nasal.

"You got bitten?" Pei Yanzhou stood up and walked to her side. "Open your mouth, let me see."

Shu Hua covered her mouth and shook her head, feeling that the posture was too embarrassing: "No need to look, it'll be fine in a moment..."

"Shu Hua." Pei Yanzhou's voice deepened, carrying his usual domineering tone. He reached out and cupped her small face without a word. "Be good and open your mouth."

Shu Hua hesitated for a moment, then slightly parted her lips.

"Stick your tongue out."

Shu Hua's cheeks flushed red, feeling even more ashamed than being stared at earlier, but under his focused gaze, she still slowly and cautiously extended a little bit of her pink tongue.

Pei Yanzhou leaned down slightly and examined the area closely.

Her sweet breath brushed against his nose, and sure enough, there was a noticeable bite mark on her small, moist tongue, red and slightly swollen.

He frowned even more deeply: "You bit a little too hard."

"Sit still." He released her face, turned and walked towards the storage cabinet in the living room. "I'll go get some medicine for you to spray."

Pei Yanzhou quickly returned with a home medicine kit and took out a spray from it.

"It might be a little cold, just bear with it." He bent down slightly in front of her again and unscrewed the medicine bottle.

As soon as the cool nozzle approached, Shu Hua instinctively shrank her neck, trying to back away. She was most afraid of this kind of sudden stimulation.

"Don't dodge." Pei Yanzhou gently pressed his free hand on the back of her neck, his voice unconsciously soft, as if coaxing a child, "It'll be over soon, spray it on and it'll heal faster, otherwise it will hurt even more tomorrow."

He rarely spoke in this tone, and Shu Hua was captivated. She stiffened her neck, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

"Good boy," he whispered, then pressed the showerhead.

The cool medicinal mist touched the wound, causing an instant tingling sensation. Shu Hua let out a soft "uh," but endured it without moving.

Pei Yanzhou sprayed it carefully twice, then stopped.

Shu Hua then dared to open her eyes, which were still covered with a layer of physiological moisture.

While spraying the pesticide, her gaze involuntarily fell on Pei Yanzhou's face, which was so close to hers. The man was focused, his thin lips slightly pursed, and the high bridge of his nose cast a faint shadow under the light, his long eyelashes drooping down... So his eyelashes were this long.

She was somewhat lost in thought as she looked at it.

It wasn't until he put away the medicine bottle and looked up to meet her stunned gaze that she hurriedly looked away as if she had been caught red-handed, her cheeks turning even redder.

"Alright." Pei Yanzhou stood up and put the first-aid kit back in its place. "Be careful what you eat these next few days. Don't eat anything too hot or spicy."

"Oh..." Shu Hua responded softly. The lingering taste of medicine and coolness on her tongue made her lose her appetite. "I'm full."

She put down her chopsticks, then suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up: "Ah! That's it!"

"What?"

"Wait for me! I'm going upstairs to get something!" With that, Shu Hua got up, slipped on her slippers, and jogged upstairs.

Seeing her flustered state, Pei Yanzhou said in a deep voice, "Shu Hua, slow down."

No one answered.

A moment later, Shu Hua came running down the street, carrying two exquisitely packaged dark blue velvet boxes.

She walked up to Pei Yanzhou, presented it like a treasure, her eyes crinkling with a hint of smugness: "Here, this is for you!"

Pei Yanzhou took it and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Although... it was paid for with your card." Shu Hua touched her nose a little embarrassedly, but immediately became confident again, "But I picked it out myself! I shopped for ages! This is a very precious gift!"

Pei Yanzhou opened the box.

One of them contained a deep blue tie with subtle patterns, exuding a high-quality feel and understated luxury. The other was a pair of platinum cufflinks set with diamonds, featuring a simple yet sophisticated design.

It is indeed very valuable.

Seeing how she was "borrowing flowers to present to Buddha" yet spoke so sincerely and tactfully, flattering him so effusively, a faint smile flashed across Pei Yanzhou's eyes.

Seeing that he was just looking at the gift without saying a word, Shu Hua's smile slowly faded, her small mouth involuntarily pursed, and her eyes became cautious: "What's wrong? You... don't like it? I spent a long time picking this out..."

"I like it." Pei Yanzhou closed the box and looked up at her.

Shu Hua's eyes lit up instantly. She immediately shoved both boxes into his hands, smiling sweetly, "If you like them, that's fine! They're yours!"

Then, she gave a slightly ingratiating smile and winked, "Um... could you wash the dishes later? You see, I got a new manicure, so it's inconvenient for me to wash dishes, and dish soap is bad for my skin."