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

The sudden questioning came from an area that Shi Qiao had never explored before.

She brushed the stray hairs from her ear and tactically cleared her throat:

"Cough! How would I know, about Pei Jingnian and me..."

She swallowed the rest of her words.

Indeed, we haven't reached that stage yet; the current progress is only at the point of using our hands.

Lu Zhou's eyes widened like saucers. "Seriously, Lao Pei, are you a 'yw' guy?"

"Are you really addicted to trash talk? You haven't..."

"Get out!" Pei Jingnian kicked Lu Zhou.

The force was so great that Lu Zhou did a spectacular somersault, crashing to the ground in an extremely graceful manner.

He propped himself up on both hands, lying like a mermaid, and muttered aggrievedly, "What's wrong with you? You always yell at people like that, waaaaah."

Pei Jingnian took out a tissue and wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of Shi Qiao's lips, her ears, hidden under her stray hairs, were secretly stained red.

He kicked Lu Zhou, who was lying on the ground, again in annoyance, muttering:

"Don't you understand pure love? You think I'm like you, with my head full of dirty thoughts all day long?"

Shi Qiao: ? ? ?

Does Pei Jingnian have some misunderstanding about pure love?

If she hadn't been able to read minds, she almost would have believed it.

Lu Zhou sprang back to his upright position like a roly-poly toy. "Do you believe that when you say it yourself?"

"Pure love, my foot! I know what's going on in your head!"

"I think you wish you could stretch 24 hours into 48 hours and have sex with Shi Qiaochun..."

A slice of cool navel orange was stuffed directly into her mouth. Pei Jingnian pressed Shi Qiao into his arms, covering her ear with one hand and gently pinching her earlobe.

The capillaries under his eyes were completely bulging. "Wife, don't listen to Lu Zi's nonsense, he's drunk."

"I didn't think that way..."

[Honey, honey, don't scare me, waaaaah!]

[Although I do want to check up on my wife all the time, until I find out she's evading taxes.]

Although I can't help but want to act like a beast whenever I'm around my wife...

[But I won't cross the line until my wife takes the initiative. I'm the most obedient husband in the world.]

Listening to your wife brings rewards.

Shi Qiao didn't quite understand some of the parts, and her other ear was pressed against Pei Jingnian's firm chest.

The man's heartbeat was like a drum, making her ears ache.

He carried the subtle, mellow scent of Macallan 25-year-old, the normally pungent smell of alcohol perfectly neutralized by his natural woody fragrance.

Surprisingly, it felt like swallowing a glass of strong liquor.

It's intoxicating.

Lu Zhou smacked his lips, watching the young couple in front of him hug each other tightly, their arms wrapped around him.

Pei Jingnian could tell that Lu Zhou was so drunk he couldn't tell which way was which, so he arranged for a car to come and carry Lu Zhou off the bus.

"You ungrateful bastards, you're only together because of me." Lu Zhou leaned against the bartender, his face flushed.

"Calm down, Lu Zi." Pei Jingnian knocked on the passenger window and instructed the driver, "Remember to take this gentleman to his door, don't let him die on the street."

[He's terrible at games, loves to play games, and talks nonsense in front of my wife.]

From now on, Grandpa Ghost will come out to drink with you. Go play by yourself.

He swiped his phone to pay a huge sum of "compensation" money, and the driver's face immediately lit up with a big smile.

"Okay, no problem, I've got it covered."

Pei Jingnian tossed Lu Zhou, whose limbs no longer belonged to him, into the passenger seat. Just as he was about to close the door, Lu Zhou stood up again and roared:

"Pei Jingnian! If it weren't for my brother's Yizhou..."

Bang! Pei Jingnian slammed the car door shut, his face ashen. "Thank you for your trouble, driver."

[Quickly, take this idiot with you and get out of here!]

Honey...you probably didn't hear me...

Shi Qiao was taken aback. She hadn't really paid attention to Lu Zhou's last words before he set off, but Pei Jingnian's words reminded her of them, and she became more interested.

What did I just say? yi, zhou?

The designated driver that Pei Jingnian had called arrived, and the two of them squeezed into the back seat of the DBS and drove towards home.

Throughout the journey, Shi Qiao kept wondering what Lu Zhou had left unsaid.

But every time she tried to think things through, Pei Jingnian would cling to her and grope her, making it impossible for her to concentrate.

It wasn't until they got home that Pei Jingnian was helped back to the bathroom by Shi Qiao, and she finally had a chance to be alone.

Hot water flowed down her dark hair as she took a comfortable hot bath.

After drying my hair, I picked up my phone and saw that I was following "Crossing the River in a Boat" on Xiaohongshu (a Chinese social media platform) for an update.

[A boat crossing the river: The relationships between people are like the flickering light of a Kongming lantern.]

yi, zhou, a boat...

and many more!

Could it be that Lu Zhou was referring to "Crossing the River in a Boat"? And that he is the author of "Crossing the River in a Boat"?

Thinking carefully about what Master Zhou said before, it is indeed highly similar to the grievances Lu Zhou poured out today.

A boat crosses the river, a boat crosses the river...

Lu Zhou and Jiang Ruochu each took one character!

Everything was connected at once.

So she was completely fooled by Lu Zhou and Pei Jingnian for a while.

The crimson color surged upwards at a visible speed. She felt ashamed at the thought that she had obediently worn a strawberry-patterned pajama to carry out her seduction plan.

Settle the score!

She wants to settle accounts!

She hastily threw on a nightgown and ran straight to Pei Jingnian's room, kicking the door open.

Looking up, she saw the man just coming out of the bathroom, his body still steaming with lingering heat, his pale skin flushed slightly by the intoxication.

His hair was still damp, and it rolled down his sharp jawline and into his chest.

Shi Qiao withdrew her lustful thoughts, angrily ran up to Pei Jingnian, and grabbed him by the collar of his bathrobe.

Unfortunately, the man was just too big.

She felt uncomfortable holding him like that, so she pushed him hard and pinned him to the bed, then straddled his lap.

"Great, Pei Jingnian!"

Pei Jingnian's dark eyes were clear and innocent, and his hand had already instinctively supported her thigh, his fingertips circling and playing with the water droplets that clung to her skin.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Shi Qiao felt a little uncomfortable being touched, and shifted slightly. "Did you already know that Lu Zhou was crossing the river by boat?"

"And then...and then you all ganged up on me?"

Pei Jingnian's pupils dilated and contracted, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and his lips opened and closed several times.

His phoenix eyes were hazy with a hint of intoxication, and his cheeks, puffed out in a playful squint, were half-closed as he glanced at her.

Her pajamas were made of thin, see-through fabric, and her joints, which had just been washed, were still stained with a faint red hue. Her fair legs were glaringly straddling him.

Now, it's time to explain this to my wife, right?

Yes, I should tell my wife that it was all a coincidence and that I was unaware of it either.

Otherwise, why would I let my wife go and pick up male models to get involved with that sleazy, good-for-nothing?

Hmm... but when my wife is angry, she just mounts me.

This is... really good.

"Is it okay to explain a little later?"

Shi Qiao's body suddenly stiffened, caught off guard by the unexpected touch.

And more than ever before...

Pei Jingnian pressed down on that slender waist, forcing the person in his arms to sit more firmly, and leaned his head up to get close to her flushed ear:

"Honey, I'm not wearing anything..."