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

Pei Jingnian stood at the entrance of the family restaurant, looking like a resentful husband.

Lu Zhou grabbed Pei Jingnian's clothes with both hands. "Calm down, Lao Pei."

The man's face was terribly gloomy, and he tightly gripped the coat draped over Shi Qiao's legs.

"Let go." Pei Jingnian shrugged and flung Lu Zhou away, causing him to stumble two steps.

You pretty boy, you can't even hold a cup properly.

They dislocated both of his hands.

Lu Zhou was convinced.

That damned husband is harder to catch than a pig during the Lunar New Year.

He stopped Pei Jingnian again and pushed him forcefully toward the car.

"Old Pei, your wife's still here!"

"We! Whatever it is! Let's do it in private!"

"Will this work?"

Every word was spoken with great effort, yet Pei Jingnian remained unmoved.

We'll have to use our ultimate move.

Lu Zhou gathered his energy in his dantian and floated to Pei Jingnian's ear like a ghost:

"If you keep doing this, your wife will hate you!"

"If I hate you, then I won't want you anymore~"

The tense atmosphere finally eased slightly, and Lu Zhou seized the opportunity to pull Pei Jingnian back into the car in one go.

He returned to the driver's seat and gulped down several mouthfuls of ice-cold mineral water.

"Old Pei, why is your temper getting worse as you get older?"

"There were other men who were interested in your wife before, but they all dealt with it privately."

Pei Jingnian pinched the bridge of his nose.

Yes.

The approach is correct.

He was indeed too hasty.

However, it wasn't just a momentary impulse.

Human greed has no limit.

At first, I just wanted to take it slow.

But when he actually grasped that slender waist in his hands, held her in his arms, and kissed her without being pushed away, he uncontrollably longed for more.

They wanted to take root in the soil where she lived, in a place where no one could see the light of day.

Every inch must be intertwined.

Not to mention the kiss she gave him when she was fully conscious that day, and the water stains left on his body.

His desires grew wildly.

How can he possibly play the role of the man Shi Qiao likes?

The man sitting in front of Shi Qiao now seems to meet Shi Qiao's criteria for choosing a partner.

Perhaps he is different from her.

He's faking it; the other person might be genuine.

A surge of inferiority overwhelmed him, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Alright, have one." Lu Zhou handed over a pack of cigarettes.

"I've quit."

Pei Jingnian irritably touched his bulging pockets, and finally just took out a lollipop.

Raspberry flavored.

He bit open the packaging and put it in his mouth.

Lu Zhou lit a cigarette, his hand still lingering. "Really quitting?"

"She doesn't like it."

The sweet taste of the lollipop spread in my mouth, and the refreshing raspberry flavor soothed my nerves, echoing the lucid dream I had on the day I was sick.

The one I tasted in my dream was even sweeter.

He leaned his head against the car window, gazing longingly at Shi Qiao inside. Stray hairs fell down with gravity, a few strands tugging at his eyelashes.

He felt so wronged.

I really want to kiss my wife.

*

At the same time, Shi Qiao also heard those two sounds.

While she was being coquettish, there was also a strong sense of resentment in her voice.

She didn't mishear!

Pei Jingnian really came.

Shi Qiao looked around and finally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the passenger seat of a car parked on the side of the street.

Pei Jingnian had a lollipop in his mouth, his right cheek slightly puffed out, and his usually sharp phoenix eyes were now drooping listlessly.

The two small moles under his eyes were perfectly separated by the afterglow of the setting sun, and his dark eyes were clear and sparkling.

I also want to have dinner alone with my wife.

Honey, honey, don't use your mouth to talk to him, kiss me.

[Waaaaah, you're still looking at him! You're not allowed to look anymore! I'll hang myself in front of you!]

Pei Jingnian is completely different from the usual Pei Jingnian.

It looks like a large dog that has lost its owner; it's incredibly cute.

Although she hasn't officially hired Xia Heng as her suitor yet, it has unexpectedly worked.

Master Zhou, you're really skilled. I'll have to thank you properly when I get back.

What should I do if I feel the urge to kiss? Honey, you can't shirk your responsibility to me.

[I didn't kiss her enough last time; I want to pinch her more.]

She lowered her head, absentmindedly poking at the cherry tomatoes on the plate, her ears slightly burning.

Xia Heng keenly noticed the blush on Shi Qiao's ears, and she looked like she didn't dare to look at him.

See it.

I just handed her a piece of clothing, and she reacted so strongly.

He said that rich young ladies are easy to fool.

Although Pei Jingnian is indeed much better than him in many ways, the only difference is that Young Master Pei is an iceberg who doesn't understand romance and is indifferent to women.

He smiled, as if victory was already assured.

"Shi Qiao, is there anything you like?"

Shi Qiao was eavesdropping on Pei Jingnian's thoughts when a string of chattering suddenly drew her attention back to him.

She looked up, her cheeks flushed a soft peach pink. "Hmm? What did you say?"

Xia Heng smiled, his eyes narrowing. "Wasn't I supposed to be playing the role of your suitor?"

"Since I'm going to give you something anyway, why not give you something you like?"

Shi Qiao took a bite of half a fries and said, "Just give me whatever you like, I don't have any particular favorites."

"It's just acting, you don't need to be so dedicated."

She suddenly remembered something, "You...you must send me a bouquet of flowers."

"Flowers?" Xia Heng looked up. "Is there a story behind them?"

Shi Qiao lowered her eyes and did not reply immediately.

Seeing this, Xia Heng immediately softened his tone and took a half step back, "It's okay, you don't have to say if you don't want to."

"It's nothing, I just wanted to vent my anger." Shi Qiao swallowed back that long story.

It's not that I can't talk about it, it just happened when I was very young.

That day was Valentine's Day, and she somehow found out that Pei Jingnian's class had given each child a rose.

She eagerly ran from the toddler class to the senior class, pestering Pei Jingnian for more.

In the end, she didn't get the flowers, and Pei Jingnian even threw them into the trash can right in front of her.

He did it with such decisiveness.

She doesn't remember what she said next, only the memory of sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

Anyway, it will definitely be something that scolds her severely, like "I'd rather throw this flower away than give it to you."

She thought to herself, "So what? Boys will definitely give me roses in the future."

As a result, to this day, not only have we not seen any flowers, but we haven't even seen a single petal or star.

Thinking of this, Shi Qiao grabbed a fork and viciously stabbed it into the sausage.

"Senior Xia, the bigger the bunch, the better, I'll reimburse you."

Xia Heng started calculating in his mind, and it took him a while to reply:

"it is good."

*

Xia Heng and Shi Qiao stood at the door after leaving the family restaurant.

"Shi Qiao, it's getting late. Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Shi Qiao waved her hand, "No need, no need."

She took out her phone to hail a taxi when she suddenly remembered that Xia Heng's clothes were still tied around her waist.

"Oh, by the way, the clothes, thank you."

"I'll return it to you after I've washed it."

Xia Heng laughed and said, "It's nothing, it was just my carelessness."

As they were talking, a gust of wind blew by, and a leaf swayed and drifted down, landing right on Shi Qiao's hair.

Xia Heng leaned closer and raised his hand.

"Shi Qiao, here you are..."

He was only halfway through his sentence.

"Hiss." He frowned.

His wrist was twisted forcefully.