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

Lu Zhou's mouth was agape; you could fit a fist inside.

Has the sun risen in the west?

Is the cycad about to bloom?

Did Qiao finally have a breakthrough at this moment?

"Let's talk after we finish eating."

Pei Jingnian showed no intention of looking up. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he pushed the caramel pudding towards her again with the back of his hand.

"I think……"

"Gurgle!"

Pei Jingnian turned his head to the side, pretending to wipe away the residue from the corner of his mouth.

Stray strands of hair obscured most of her eyebrows and eyes, and a slight smile played at the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with a hidden joy.

Shi Qiao's cheeks flushed pink instantly, and her ears burned.

She quickly sat back down, wishing she could transform into a stubborn ostrich and bury herself in the ground.

Damn it, why do I always embarrass myself in front of this guy?

"Sure, we can't waste food, can we?" Jiang Youran broke the silence.

She briefly aligned herself with the opposing camp, picking up a piece of char siu with her chopsticks and circling it in front of Shi Qiao's nose again and again.

Shi Qiao gripped the knife and fork tightly, and with her last bite, she took a bite out of a corner of the char siu.

You need to eat well to have the energy to lose weight.

Correct.

A strong woman is flexible and adaptable.

Shi Qiao pushed the plate of grass in front of her aside, and the food was quickly swept away.

Eat slowly, honey, it's all for you.

My wife eats like a little hamster, stuffing her stomach until it's bulging. It's wonderful.

[Honey, don't worry about gaining weight. I'm building muscle so I can hug you, hehe.]

Such praise left Shi Qiao completely bewildered.

She popped the last bite of caramel pudding into her mouth, her little belly bulging out in a rounded bracket shape.

Lu Zhou stood up, stretched out his long arm, and took all the plates in his hands. "Well then..."

"Let's go check out the clubs first, you two can chat at your leisure."

Before Jiang Youran and Shen Chen could react, Lu Zhou urged and led them out of the restaurant.

Pei Jingnian casually picked up Shi Qiao's peach-pink flying witch ita bag and hung it on his wrist.

It clashed terribly with his all-black-and-white and gray outfit.

"What are you standing there for? Don't you have something to say?"

"Keep up."

*

Shi Qiao originally meant to speak privately in a secluded place.

After all, the question he was about to ask would be very embarrassing for his brother.

If Pei Jingnian ultimately chooses to side with Lu Zhou, it will be an even greater blow to her pride.

but--

Pei Jingnian stopped in front of the restaurant and showed no intention of moving.

The man is much taller than he was two years ago, and he can easily become the focus of attention.

Even though she was wearing heels, Pei Jingnian was still more than a head taller than her.

A crowd gathered, their gazes burning with intensity.

He seemed to be unable to see or hear the sounds around him, and lowered his shoulders to the same height as Shi Qiao.

The same shampoo vapors mingled together, carrying a faint scent of white tea.

"What do you want to ask me, Shi Qiao?"

His dark eyes were clear and bright, filled with a sudden, inexplicable shyness.

So close.

No matter how old she is, Shi Qiao is always repeatedly struck by Pei Jingnian's stunning good looks.

No matter how old she is, Shi Qiao's carefree and easygoing nature always stops working in front of Pei Jingnian.

She didn't know why either.

It might be because she was always overshadowed by this man.

Or perhaps it's because they're mortal enemies...

some type of.

"What? Is he going to confess his love?" A crowd gathered around, and some foreign students even started whistling.

There are even more people now.

A stray strand of hair slipped down Shi Qiao's side, obscuring her face. "Pei Jingnian, there are too many people here."

"Let's talk over there."

Pei Jingnian narrowed his eyes. "Can't we say it here?"

She moved closer and snatched her bag from his hand, using it to cover her face.

Her voice was almost choked with emotion, "I won't take up too much of your time."

She tilted her head slightly, her porcelain-like face already flushed with the vibrant color of a young girl, and her ears were covered in a blush.

She pinched the hem of Pei Jingnian's clothes with two fingers. "Okay?"

Pei Jingnian suddenly felt weak.

Who can withstand this?

He pushed up his half-rimmed glasses with his index finger, a lump forming in his throat as the heat in his chest subsided. "Whatever."

Along the way, Shi Qiao kept her head down, holding onto Pei Jingnian's clothes as they passed through the burning gaze and quickly circled around to the stairwell of the old building of Victoria Harbour University.

However, Pei Jingnian has indeed become more robust.

She could barely pull it anymore.

Finally, only the two of them remained.

Shi Qiao leaned against the red brick wall, fanning her cheeks with both hands in an attempt to lower her overheated body temperature.

No, what's with that deadpan face blushing like that?

The opponent is none other than the Great Demon King Pei Jingnian!

Pei Jingnian was hidden in the slanting shadow of the tree canopy, his fingertips radiating heat.

He wasn't much better off.

Just one longing glance from Shi Qiao was enough to make him unable to keep up the act.

Not to mention, the lingering warmth of last night's brief kiss, like a tiny electric current, left a new mark on his chest.

I almost couldn't resist.

He wanted to openly and honestly, in front of everyone, completely and utterly integrate her into his very being.

I want to so much.

But Shi Qiao didn't like it.

If Shi Qiao dislikes him because of his unauthorized overstepping of boundaries, he will die.

What is she going to say now?

Why is your face so red?

Does this remind you of what happened last night?

Ask him.

He would play the role of the kind of man she liked, and then eagerly promise to take responsibility for her.

Ask him.

"Pei Jingnian, I just want to ask..."

Shi Qiao ultimately chose to take a different path.

"You've known Lu Zhou for so long, do you know if he has someone he likes?"

Pei Jingnian: ?

His tongue brushed against his teeth, and he almost couldn't hold back.

Her jet-black hair fell loosely across her forehead, casting a soft shadow as she lowered her gaze.

An indescribable mix of emotions lingered in his deep-set eyes.

"He has it."

I love it so much!

Are you interested?

Shi Qiao swallowed her words, her heart screaming wildly.

She wasn't just interested; the object of her affection was herself!

And they're all vulgar and offensive words that can't be brought to the table!

But she couldn't directly tell Pei Jingnian about these metaphysical phenomena, for fear that he would be mistaken for a mental patient and hospitalized.

"Ah...you, you also know who he likes?" Shi Qiao lowered her head, rubbing her fingertips back and forth.

Her inner conflict resonated deeply with him.

Well done.

His abilities were a bottomless pit.

From the time I can remember until now.

He guarded and protected it.

Behind the scenes, he morbidly manipulated her interpersonal relationships, nipping any hint of covetousness in the bud.

She diligently played the role of the kind of man she liked.

And now, they're actually asking him who Lu Zhou likes?

Awesome.

Then why is he still pretending?

The man's burning body temperature pressed down on her, his thighs squeezed between her legs, his hard chest trapping her in a confined space.

The back of the eye is aggressively hot.

Otherwise, I'll just go home and take advantage of her.

To rip them apart, to keep them locked up forever.

She cried, cursed at him, and hit him, but he didn't care.

Reason held on to its last thread.

"What's wrong?"

"You like Lu Zhou?"