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

She experienced it once.

It was the time Pei Jingnian was in the bathroom.

She was so disoriented that she didn't even know how she collapsed in the end.

The bathroom windows are rattling.

Shi Qiao leaned against the glass, her slender white arm loosely draped over Pei Jingnian's shoulder.

Pei Jingnian is indeed well-trained; she doesn't even need to stand up.

He can do anything well, and he handled this preliminary work in a methodical and deliberate manner.

It accurately grasps the degree and quantity.

There wasn't the slightest deviation.

"Stop it, Pei Jingnian." Shi Qiao's ears were practically tinged with embarrassment, and even her toes were flushed a pretty peach pink.

Pei Jingnian kissed her burning earlobe and gently licked along her smooth neckline.

"I'm afraid you'll be complaining endlessly in a little while, sister."

"[This sentence has also been deleted]."

Shi Qiao bit his shoulder helplessly with her canine teeth, not wanting to respond to him, much less make a sound.

"Pei Jingnian, you...you shouldn't call me that."

She tilted her head, hugged her neck tightly, and lowered her head.

Pei Jingnian looked up, his upper eyelids adorned with thick eyelashes, staring directly at her, directly confronting her desperate attempt to hide her embarrassment.

"How did I call you?" The tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt softened half of the muscle lines, but the opening and closing of the knuckles moved the palmaris longus muscle up and down.

He smiled and repeated, "Sister?"

Shi Qiao froze, her fair skin flushed with a rosy hue. "Yes... don't call me that anymore."

It's better to call her "wife," at least she's used to hearing it that way.

"But I think you like it very much." Pei Jingnian whispered in his ear.

"Nonsense..." Shi Qiao couldn't help but stumble and lean all her weight on the man, gently tugging at his hair with her fingers.

Pei Jingnian turned his head and found her evasive lips, capturing them in his mouth.

She couldn't utter a single word, only managing to let out faint, intermittent soft breaths between the intertwining of her lips and teeth.

[But how much my wife likes it when I call her "sister"? [Deleted]]

See, [it's been deleted].

Honey, how can you be so cute...?

[Delete this too, delete it!]

Shi Qiao cried.

Tears kept flowing, and I couldn't stop wiping them away.

She gently bit Pei Jingnian's lips, choking back tears, "Pei Jingnian... please... please stop bullying me."

Her eyelashes were stained with tears, and her lower eyelids were red and swollen from crying.

Pei Jingnian's chest heaved as he led her gaze toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

"The night view of the port city is beautiful."

At night, the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a vantage point where one can easily admire the brightly lit streets and alleyways of the port city.

Or, if you move a little further away, this window becomes a mirror.

Her disheveled state was clearly captured on film.

She dared not look.

Unfortunately, Pei Jingnian's thumb and forefinger lightly gripped her chin, preventing her from turning her head freely, so she could only keep her gaze fixed on the window.

His rough fingertips gently caressed her earlobe, kissing her repeatedly.

She could only admire the scenery, while he admired her.

"Honey, you are so beautiful."

He lightly licked the stains on his finger bones, his face full of satisfaction. [I'll delete this.]

"I won't bully you anymore."

"It was wrong of me to let my wife go hungry."

*

Pei Jingnian's ability to bully others has no limit.

[delete].

Their ability to lie is also beyond the average person's level.

[I'll delete it again.]

She tried to talk back but he silenced her.

He also habitually uses his inner thoughts to say sweet talk to coax her, constantly praising her [deleted here], even though he used to only call her an idiot.

She kept reciting sweet words, saying "I like it" and "cute".

I've practically coaxed her into becoming a placenta.

Aside from not lying at all, they did not actually carry out the control experiment that was supposed to be done on the day of practice.

Shi Qiao hugged her knees tightly, wearing a T-shirt that Pei Jingnian had casually given her, and huddled under the covers.

Pei Jingnian is just like a dog; he's bitten you everywhere.

It still feels a little hot to the touch.

A warm embrace pulled me and the blanket into its arms.

"Wife..."

"Don't talk to me." Shi Qiao's voice was muffled, hidden under the covers.

She pushed him away with a look of disgust through the blanket.

"I was wrong, honey. Want some milk tea to calm down?" Pei Jingnian hugged the little bundle tightly.

I could almost hear the sound of a glass being placed on the bedside table.

Shi Qiao poked her head out with a long face, and sure enough, there was a cup of thick brown sugar pearl milk tea that had already been made on the bedside table.

Pei Jingnian seized the opportunity and, as if peeling a rice dumpling, lifted the blanket and carried Shi Qiao to the bedside.

"But honey, can you try to understand?"

He whispered in his ear, "I've been holding back for over a week."

She pouted, holding her cup, and said, "Understand you, my foot!"

"The second time, I told you to wait a moment, but you completely ignored me..."

Pei Jingnian rested his chin on her shoulder and hugged her, "But my wife clearly liked it back then."

He suddenly lowered his voice, speaking only in a breathy tone, "I know [change]."

Shi Qiao almost choked, and milk foam got on the corner of her lips.

"Pei Jingnian! You're not allowed to...you're not allowed to say things like that again!"

Really.

He dared to say it, but she dared not listen at all!

Pei Jingnian's eyes brimmed with laughter as he kissed the corner of her lips, then shared the remaining taste. "Is it good?"

Shi Qiao had already drunk half of it, and objectively speaking, "It's delicious."

Pei Jingnian closed his eyes, inhaling the fragrance emanating from Shi Qiao. "How does it compare to the ones in the shop?"

Shi Qiao turned her head, and when Pei Jingnian closed his eyes, his eyelashes cast a faint gray shadow on his lower eyelids. His freshly washed face looked even colder, and the two small moles under his eyes seemed to be guiding him on where to kiss.

"It tastes better than the ones in the store."

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Shi Qiao without blinking.

"As long as my wife is happy."

"Then we'll do it next time."

Ambiguous.

This made it difficult for Shi Qiao to understand what Pei Jingnian was referring to.

*

For the next two weeks, Shi Qiao was still somewhat apprehensive.

But in reality, Pei Jingnian's project entered the second phase of experimentation, often requiring him to spend countless days in the laboratory.

Shi Qiao also needed to start preparing for the final exams early, and spent most of her time studying hard in the library with Jiang Youran and Shen Chen.

Aside from rehearsing together on Mondays and Fridays, and having meals with her every day, the two of them rarely saw each other.

Pei Jingnian kept hugging her and apologizing for not being able to pick her up or drop her off, which made Shi Qiao even more embarrassed.

Midway through, Shi Qiao tried once to wait for Pei Jingnian to come home.

But after staying up until a little past 1 a.m., I couldn't stay awake any longer and just curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she had already been put back into bed, but the room was cold and quiet, with only the breakfast that had been prepared for her still having a little warmth left.

This caused Pei Jingnian even more trouble.

And so they endured until the day before the performance of Romeo and Juliet.

Shi Qiao was in a good mood today because Pei Jingnian said that they had finished their experiments and would be free after today.

Jiang Youran was helping Shi Qiao remove her gear in the locker room when she said, "Some people, now that you know your man is coming home to be with you tonight, can you at least tuck your smirk in a little?

Shi Qiao froze, "Youyou, what nonsense are you talking about? I...I didn't..."

"Qiao, you wear your heart on your sleeve. You think you can hide it from me?"

"Hey, if we were to look at sweet romance novels now, we'd probably scoff at them, thinking they wouldn't be as entertaining as yours."

"Ouch, Youyou..." Shi Qiao covered her face and quickly tried to control her expression.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." Jiang Youran removed the last metal clip securing Shi Qiao's body. "Hurry up and change your clothes, don't keep your man waiting."

Shi Qiao snorted, but changed her clothes much faster.

As soon as I stepped out of the dressing room, I saw Pei Jingnian, dressed in casual clothes, leaning against the door.

The white light from the phone screen reflected on his face as he swiped his finger across the screen, scanning data with a furrowed brow, circling abnormal data.

Shi Qiao's right eyelid twitched.