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

Shi Qiao slept soundly.

She dreamt that she finally made it through finals week and bought a plane ticket to a small island in the south to spend the winter.

She held up a freshly squeezed orange juice in one hand, enjoying the local customs and culture.

Perhaps because she was angry before going to bed, she didn't get a good chance to touch Pei Jingnian properly when taking his measurements, which left her with a regret.

At this moment, all she could see were men with abs.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept in, brushing against the back of her feet and making her shiver.

Just as she was wondering what was going on and touched downwards, she felt another layer of tingling heat.

It completely covered every part of the body.

It felt like I was suddenly a few steps closer to the sun, and my whole body sank into the recliner, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.

"So... heavy." Shi Qiao couldn't help but murmur, reaching out to push it, but she couldn't muster any strength.

She groggily opened one eye, unable to see anything in the darkness, only a familiar scent lingering in her nostrils.

The scent grew stronger and stronger, lingering near her ear.

His breath trembled slightly. "Wife...did I wake you up?"

Shi Qiao was still a little confused, her mind filled with the image of her enjoying the tropical atmosphere.

She responded softly, "Damn? No way..."

Pei Jingnian: ?

He originally intended to apologize properly and admit his mistake.

But Shi Qiao's peaceful and unguarded sleeping appearance aroused another kind of greed in him.

My wife is fast asleep right now.

Let's observe further...

He can't be so selfish as to wake his wife who's sleeping so soundly just to apologize, right?

Even if it's stirred up, we'll have to wait until later.

Pei Jingnian pressed his finger bones into the crevice of her lower back, then pulled her into his arms.

With broad shoulders propping up the blanket, the cold air from the air conditioner seeped straight in.

Shi Qiao's body trembled instinctively, and her hands subconsciously tried to draw in the heat source, her waist pressing directly against his palm with the force of his hand.

Her legs were restless too, wrapping around his thigh.

It clung to him like a koala.

"The sun is so warm..." She pressed her face against Pei Jingnian's chest, burying it directly in his chest, "Big boy, hehe..."

Pei Jingnian's eyes narrowed, looking extremely dangerous. He lowered his body and whispered in Shi Qiao's ear.

"A big throwaway man?"

"Throwing your toy...and abs." Shi Qiao's lips curled into a slight smile as she reached out and slid one hand down the grooves of the man's body.

She quickly changed the position of her hand, her fingertips lightly touching the V-line as she reached deeper.

"Touch yours, touch yours, touch his, touch his."

"Hehe, one at a time, don't rush."

Now, they used both hands at the same time.

I was afraid I wouldn't be able to touch them all.

Well done.

Pei Jingnian lightly touched his pearly teeth with the tip of his tongue, and his five fingers traced the edge of the undergarment, the thin calluses on his palms brushing against the abdominal line, tracing all the way down.

The distinct, slender knuckles were squeezed between the fabric and the delicate skin, leaving a clear imprint on the clothes.

He called softly, "How many are there?"

Shi Qiao trembled from the tingling sensation around her waist and lowered her head even further.

"There are... 1, 2, 3..." she mumbled. "No, this one has already been counted. Let's start over."

She read the Arabic numerals over and over again, but she didn't get them right even once.

Pei Jingnian changed his mind.

Let's wake him up.

He's not that magnanimous.

Even in dreams, it won't work.

He pulled the blanket up and buried his head inside.

"I can't... I can't touch it anymore... come a little closer..." Shi Qiao suddenly choked on her words, her toes pressing tightly against the creases of the bed sheet.

She held onto the blanket with one hand, which kept slipping and slipping. She finally managed to put her hand on her shoulder, but then it slipped away again.

It was buried deep.

Pei Jingnian's palms gripped the flesh of her thighs tightly, water dripping from his fingertips, causing them to bulge slightly.

The coarse, stiff hair made me itchy.

"I'm here, honey."

"Wife, you're beautiful in every way."

He straightened up slightly, his fingertips tracing the distinct groin line. "I shouldn't have used the measuring tape."

"My wife's legs are enough."

Pei Jingnian licked away the remaining stains from the corner of his lips, but he was still not satisfied.

The muscles in his forearms bulged and concealed their shape, supporting his two legs.

My waist was slowly pulled off the bed, leaving only one point of support.

The touch on the tip of my nose gradually awakened my consciousness.

She didn't fully wake up until her fingernails left deep crescent-shaped marks on her palm.

It was as if they had been forcibly pulled out of the seabed, their bodies soaking wet and so heavy that they didn't feel like their own.

Her lips parted and closed, her breathing remained irregular, and all she could see was the blurry ceiling.

Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, tears that had spilled out sometime during the night, and her cheeks were burning.

What...what's going on?

She reached out and turned on the nightlight, staring at the small bulge under the covers and the still-steaming heat.

I understood everything at once.

She pulled out a pillow and threw it at the pile of blankets. "Pei Jingnian! Who! Who gave you permission to enter my room!"

"I was sleeping, what... what are you doing!"

"You beast! You pervert! Get out here right now!"

Pei Jingnian remained hidden under the covers, using one hand to wipe the slight embarrassment from his face.

This time it seems... we went too far.

"Honey, right now... it's not convenient."

The sound was somewhat muffled.

Shi Qiao had little strength, and her cheeks grew redder and redder as she strained, then she grabbed a pillow and started hitting it randomly.

"What's inconvenient about it! You perverted bastard! You dared to do it! But you don't dare admit it!"

Pei Jingnian choked back a sob, "We might have to get a new bed."

"Maybe... I need to wash my face."

Although it's somewhat wasteful.

Shi Qiao's hand, which was holding the pillow, froze in mid-air, her face a kaleidoscope of colors, as if she had opened a dye shop.

No wonder my body felt so heavy.

Still numb.

She didn't hold back and threw the pillow down again.

They attempted to smash Pei Jingnian until he lost his memory.

*

Shi Qiao sat cross-legged on the brand-new four-piece bedding set, while the man in front of her knelt obediently and respectfully.

She gritted her teeth fiercely.

"So you're saying you came into my room to apologize?"

Pei Jingnian placed his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and said, "Mm."

Shi Qiao stepped on Pei Jingnian's shoulder and pushed him hard.

Pushing while gritting his teeth, he shouted, "What! What kind of apology is this!!"

"You need to apologize! You need to wake me up! Is that not enough?!"

Pei Jingnian muttered, "My wife seems to be sleeping soundly... What if you get angry?"

Shi Qiao clenched her fists in anger, "You think this way will stop me from being angry?!"

"But wife, you..." Pei Jingnian straightened up slightly.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'head down'!" Shi Qiao retorted, then pressed Pei Jingnian's head down again, not wanting him to see the still-burning blush on her face.

[Waaaaah, honey, I really did want to apologize, I really didn't want to wake you up.]

But who told you to dream about so many men in your dreams...?

[After touching this, he touched that...]

Shi Qiao listened to Pei Jingnian's thoughts almost perfectly, and her face burned even more.

They're starting to lack confidence.

"Fine, this is the last time. Lift your head up!" Shi Qiao tapped the bed. "Didn't you want to apologize to me? Hurry up."

However, she still had to scold him.

That bastard, that scumbag.

From now on, she will absolutely, absolutely lock the door.

This time it was with their mouths, who knows what they'll do next?