No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

The glasses have no prescription.

Shi Qiao's soul was mostly gone.

She would rather those inner thoughts were just a problem with her own brain than admit that Pei Jingnian's glasses were not prescription.

She rolled over and burrowed into the blankets, wrapping herself up like a little dumpling, leaving only her nose exposed to breathe.

She felt so wronged.

A young, unmarried woman was thus exposed to all her nakedness.

But I'm still a little angry.

Pei Jingnian likes her, so why isn't he showing any other reaction?

How could she believe that Pei Jingnian liked her?

She felt the blanket being touched, and she shook it off forcefully, turning in the opposite direction.

"Don't touch me!" she said, her voice trembling, her face burning red.

There was a pause in breathing behind me, followed by the mattress collapsing.

Shi Qiao mustered her courage and moved a little further to the other end of the bed, almost falling off in the process.

"So angry?"

Perhaps because of the blanket, Pei Jingnian's voice sounded muffled.

Shi Qiao clutched the corner of the blanket tightly, her body curled up into a small ball.

"What do you think? You've seen half of me naked."

"How can I ever face anyone again?!"

"You idiot, Pei Jingnian! I hate you!"

The words hung in the air, without an immediate response.

But soon, my ears were filled with rustling sounds.

The damp, heavy fabric rubbed against the skin, making one's ears itch.

Pei Jingnian leaned down, his thumb parting a corner to reveal her bright red earlobes.

Shi Qiao reached out to stop her, "I told you not to..."

She flipped her hand, and her wrist was lightly clamped.

Pei Jingnian's muscular upper body was naked, still wet, and the indoor light shone down from above, clearly distinguishing the yin and yang areas on his body.

His shoulders were excessively broad, yet his waist was both strong and narrow.

His breathing was short and rapid, his eyes drooped with an innocent red tinge at the corners, and his brows furrowed slightly, forming a shallow crease.

It was an expression that Shi Qiao had never seen before.

Like a little dog that doesn't want to be kicked out by its owner.

"sorry."

He looked up, and the coldness that had been lurking in his eyes melted away, spreading across his pupils, making them watery.

"If you feel wronged, look back."

"You can see whatever you want, as much as you want, it's all up to you."

He used a bit too much force, pulling her to grasp the corner of his pants and slightly tugging down to reveal the hidden V-line, the shark muscles on both sides pointing to a deeper area.

I'm sorry, honey, I know you hate this.

I was carried away by my own success, and I took advantage of others' misfortune.

I was wrong, I will never do it again.

Please don't hate me...

This was the first time he heard Qiao say that he disliked him.

Like shards of broken glass, it seeped into my chest, and every breath was a throbbing pain throughout my body.

He was so scared.

When Shi Qiao's fingertips touched Leng Bai's lower abdomen, she trembled as if she had been electrocuted, but it was obvious that the man's body trembled even more violently than hers.

She suddenly felt like she had stopped breathing.

I also felt inexplicably guilty.

I was a bit too harsh with what I just said.

She slowly sat up in bed. "I...I don't need it."

"Anyway, we took baths together when we were in kindergarten."

"And... if it weren't for you, I would be stuck in the bathtub. I should thank you."

She scratched her brow, looking at Pei Jingnian who was still motionless in front of her, "Okay, don't blame yourself. I... shouldn't have said those things. I'm sorry."

Pei Jingnian released the pressure on his hands and looked up.

Her thick eyelashes drooped, reflected in her clear, dark eyes.

My wife... she's actually willing to forgive someone as despicable as me?

[As expected, besides my wife, no one else in this world would want me.]

I'm my wife's dog, woof woof woof.

[Wife, I love you so much, I want to be with you forever.]

As Shi Qiao listened to these words, her head drooped uncontrollably, and hot breath rushed to her cheeks.

Pei Jingnian swallowed. The girl in front of him had wet, black hair that hung down her neck, and her shoulders still had the rosy tinge left from soaking in the hot spring.

My gaze drifted down to her tightly clenched red lips, the highlights on them shimmering slightly, her little tongue peeking out.

It looked like a freshly ripened red apple, still covered in morning dew.

How tempting!

"Honey, if you're this gentle, you'll forgive me even if I go a little too far, right?"

Just one kiss.

[It really was just one kiss.]

Upon hearing those two sounds, Shi Qiao instinctively shrank back, but the string snapped the moment her burning fingertips touched her chin.

She lifted her head with effort, and Pei Jingnian's gaze was fixed on her, his thin lips slightly parted, his breath hot.

Touch it with the tip of your nose first.

They're about to kiss again.

She couldn't refuse Pei Jingnian...

"Aaaaaah!! I'm totally hooked!!"

"Get married now! Right now! Immediately!!!"

"Even a blockhead can finally understand! Is he finally going to give me some sweetness?!"

"I've broken my fast! I've broken my fast! I want to see porn! I want to see wild stuff! I want to see forbidden stuff!"

"What's the situation now? What's the progress?! I need to..."

"Wait a minute! Aya, why didn't you turn off your microphone?!"

beep.

The enchanting atmosphere that had been scattered throughout the room was instantly shattered.

They both looked at the phone lying on the floor in front of the bathroom door, which had a crack in it.

The screen showed the voice call that had just been hung up by the other party.

That sound was so familiar to Shi Qiao, it couldn't be more so.

One is her mother, Bai Shuwen, and the other is Pei Jingnian's mother, Lin Yahui.

However, it's not surprising that whenever Bai Shuwen and Lin Yahui meet, they're either shipping each other or on their way to shipping each other.

She also remembered that when she was "drowning," Pei Jingnian was outside the door saying that the two of them were looking for her.

Most likely, they were so engrossed in watching TV dramas and shipping couples that they forgot they were on the phone.

However, we also owe a great deal to our two elderly mothers.

Otherwise, she would have half-forced him...

Okay, I gave in without being pressured.

Shi Qiao suddenly sprang away, putting half a meter between herself and Pei Jingnian. "Pei Jingnian, if there's nothing else, I... I want to go to sleep now."

Pei Jingnian said "Oh," and bent down to pick up the clothes and phone from the ground.

When she turned to one side, her inverted triangle figure became even more pronounced.

Just then, she heard the door open and escaped from under the covers to dry her hair. She finished in twenty minutes, pulled the switch on the bedside table, turned off the light, and the whole process was smooth and efficient.

She covered her face, clutching the blanket and rolling around like a maggot.

My brain keeps replaying the scene where we almost kissed.

She did not refuse.

Or rather, she simply couldn't refuse!

Why?

Could it be that I'm really the kind of person who gets lustful at first sight? That I could even accept my mortal enemy offering himself up?

Is she that casual?

No, no, don't underestimate yourself.

No matter what, the initiative is in her hands!

She couldn't let Pei Jingnian lead her by the nose.

In the short term, we haven't come up with a strategy to counter the Great Demon King.

Let's avoid war for now!

*

For the next week, Shi Qiao would either get up half an hour earlier or linger for half an hour, mainly to avoid peak travel times with Pei Jingnian.

After a week of observation, she had roughly figured out the conditions for her heartfelt message.

The necessary condition is that the person must be present; the closer the person is, the louder the sound.

And she had indeed wronged the Old Man of the Moon. He had indeed listened to her request to go up the mountain the next day, and his words, though fragmented, were exactly what he had promised to remind her of.

However, the thoughts that emerge are not entirely without pattern.

No one who isn't provocative, no one who isn't erotic, and no one who can't drive on the highway.

She inexplicably wrote the word "high-speed" in her notebook, her thoughts drifting far away.

"A coincidence? A coincidence!"

She snapped back to reality, quickly closing the tablet. "What's wrong, Youyou?"

Jiang Youran propped her head up with her hand. "Hey, didn't you sign up for the tennis club? People who were recommended also have to take the final assessment today."

"Are you planning to wear sneakers to the exam?"

She frowned slightly. "When did I...?"

She clearly remembered that she hadn't filled out the form when she was browsing the clubs that afternoon.

Shen Chen peeked out and obediently raised his hand. "No need to be polite, Shi Qiao! I filled out that application form for you."

What? !