The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Youth training, youth training, youth training...

Yu Lian slept until almost noon, and influenced by those two words, her vanity exploded, and she had a bunch of random dreams.

One moment I dreamt that Ao Chen won the Finals MVP, and in front of the whole nation's cameras, he triumphantly called out her name, letting her choose the Finals MVP skin. Like a Mary Sue novel's brainless male lead, he had an incredibly handsome face and said with deep affection that she could choose Yao if she wanted.

A moment later, I dreamt that his game account had a professional badge, and when I clicked into his professional certification page, the certification included an official player photo.

I was caught off guard when I saw a fat man with a big head and big ears.

I woke up with a start.

When she turned on her phone, the screen showed her chat with Ao Chen from the previous night.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Should we end this intimate relationship?"

"1:666".

"1: The scammers have arrived."

Previously, Yu Lian and Ao Chen switched accounts to play together. When Yu Lian opened his backpack and rummaged through it, she immediately questioned him loudly when she saw the number of intimate items, "Why did you save up so many flowers behind my back? Are you trying to start an online romance?"

After questioning Ao Chen, without waiting for him to say anything, he sent everything he could to his own account like a bandit crossing the border, with incredibly fast hand speed and the quantity all set to the maximum.

At that time, Ao Chen acted as if he felt sorry for Hua, shouting that the current intimacy level was all raised by his Hua, and that Yu Lian, the beggar, had lost the right to dissolve the relationship.

  

Seeing that he still remembered this, Yu Lian pouted.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Why are you so stingy?"

There was no reply from them; they're probably working day and night taking orders and are still asleep.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Let's not undo it yet. Don't embarrass me if you ever actually play in a match o^^o"

In reality, Yu Lian was just pretending to be understanding and asking. If Ao Chen really asked to end their intimate relationship, she would turn on him and call him an ungrateful wretch in the next second.

I glanced at the time and got out of bed with a sense of urgency. There were more important things to do today.

Pei Shaoyuan, that idiot, has been urging her to get up since early morning, even though he knows she'll turn on Do Not Disturb when she's sleeping, he still keeps sending messages.

Yesterday, I was nestled in a man's arms, and I agreed to all sorts of humiliating requests just to be kissed less often, including the promise to go on a date with him as soon as I woke up.

It wasn't that she was weak-willed, it was just too torturous. The kissing lasted longer and more unbearable than a calculus class; even when all the air in her lungs was exhausted, she wouldn't get a chance to catch her breath, only to hear mocking snickers.

Then they plunged in even deeper.

After washing up, Yu Lian carefully chose a dress.

Yesterday, I was wearing a cropped tank top under my light jacket, and people reached inside and touched my tummy all over. When I secretly lifted my shirt in the dorm, I could still see the lingering marks of a ring on my side.

Just by looking at the marks, one can imagine how that hand covered that soft, careless area.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I'm awake.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Remember what you said yesterday? Repeat it again."

"If you have rabies: I won't kiss or hug you in front of others, you can decide where to go, and I'll let you go back to school at night."

"Rabies: I memorized it well, right? I'll do what I promised. Come out now."

Yu Lian's anxious heart calmed down a little.

But thinking that this normal rule of interaction was something I earned by obediently opening my mouth and letting someone kiss me casually last night, I felt uneasy.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Don't rush me, it's annoying."

She wasn't wearing makeup. Judging from Pei Shaoyuan's kissing style last night, which was like a dog licking a bone, if she had been wearing makeup, he probably would have ingested all the foundation and died of lead poisoning.

Even the wind was hot at midday in the height of summer. Yu Lian walked slowly, seeking the shade of the trees. From afar, she saw a gray-haired man with broad shoulders and long legs standing outside the south gate, where there were quite a few people coming and going.

He seemed oblivious to the fact that no one passing by was watching him; his handsome face, both aloof and arrogant, was fixed on him as he stared straight into the school.

Being tall, he could see far, and before Yu Lian even saw him, his eyes were already fixed on her.

The bow at her waist was so tight, her chest bulged, and the layered skirt flowed like a fluffy cake, swaying against her fleshy thighs as she walked. Her skin was fair and tender, and just looking at her from afar, one could almost smell the warm, sun-kissed fragrance emanating from her.

Pei Shaoyuan licked her entire body from head to toe with his eyes, while irritated by the idiots staring at her. They had barely left the school gate when he reached out and pulled her into his arms; through the thin fabric, her body temperature was hotter than the air.

Yu Lian instinctively struggled, unable to believe he was about to break the agreement so soon after they came out: "What are you doing? Didn't we agree..."

"What did we agree to? Did we agree to let you wear such a short skirt?" Pei Shaoyuan gritted his teeth in her ear, pinching her waist to stop her from moving. "Now you think I'm too nice, right? Don't move."

She shrank back as he pinched her, pressing herself against his chest. He tightened his grip, giving her no chance to catch her breath.

The two bodies were perfectly aligned, and any movement would cause them to rub against each other.

"Where is it short? Stop making trouble for no reason," Yu Lian retorted.

She stood frozen, too afraid to move. Her nose brushed against the fabric of his shirt, and she could smell a faint scent that she couldn't quite place—it was either laundry detergent or perfume. She instinctively sniffed.

"A puppy?" Pei Shaoyuan looked down at her, almost laughing in exasperation. He used his thumb and forefinger to lift her chin, his fingers digging into her cheeks, and pinched her lips open slightly, threatening, "I said short, and it's short. Call me husband, and I'll take you to buy some normal clothes."

He had changed to a new ring today; it felt cool to the touch, and the design was almost imprinted on Yu Lian's face. Yu Lian reached out and pinched his wrist, trying to pull his hand down, but he casually pinched the soft flesh of her forearm.

"I won't call it."

"I'll buy it even if you don't ask." Pei Shaoyuan put one arm around her waist and walked away, taking out his phone with the other hand to look at it.

Theoretically speaking, Yu Lian hates physical contact. Being carried around like a doll would have made her very stressed.

But stress was completely useless against Pei Shaoyuan, a despicable man who clearly lacked empathy; the only stress response he could get was in his arms.

I'm used to being scolded, I can't beat them in a fight, and crying feels better.

You have absolutely no way to deal with these Pokémon.

Yu Lian peeked at his phone, wondering if he was hailing a taxi: "Where to?"

The phone was turned off the moment she stretched her neck out.

Pei Shaoyuan casually put his phone in his pocket, then absentmindedly ruffled and smoothed her bangs, before leaning down to kiss her forehead: "Let's go eat. You woke up but haven't eaten yet."

Suspicious of his attempt to hide his phone, Yu Lian grabbed his hand, frowning at him: "Why are you hiding it? Won't you let me see your phone?"

Her hand was full, barely holding three fingers of his. Pei Shaoyuan glanced down, then, as if struck by a thought, gave a cryptic smile. Without a word, he half-carried, half-pushed her away.

A Cullinan was parked on the side of the road. Pei Shaoyuan casually pulled the pull button and opened the back door. A middle-aged man, who seemed to be the driver, was sitting in the driver's seat. The two of them got in without him even turning his head.

The door closed, and the rear seat partition slowly lowered, completely isolating the entire rear seat space.

Yu Lian sat close to the inside car door, making it obvious that she was trying to avoid him. Pei Shaoyuan, leaning against the door, watched her desperate attempt to get away and chuckled. He then got in and deliberately moved towards her, squeezing her until she was almost out of breath before finally stopping.

He didn't care how spacious the back seat was. His long legs were positioned to the side, which was quite unfair to Yu Lian. He casually stuffed his phone into her hand, and the weight of it made her slender wrist bend down.

"Is this a check-up? The password is the day we met. Can you crack it?"

This really stumped Yu Lian.

She pursed her lips, momentarily suspecting that he only said it casually because he knew she didn't know. Who would remember such an abstract number as the day they met?

Driven to her temper, she pushed his knee hard: "It's heavy, don't press on me."

"So easily crushed." Pei Shaoyuan tilted his head to look at her, his knees swaying with her force before shamelessly pressing back down. He raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone both wicked and ambiguous, "Then what will we do in the future?"

As she spoke, her eyelashes drooped little by little, and the focus of the gaze slowly shifted away from her eyes.

Yu Lian felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, and before she could react, the back of her head slammed against the soft cushion of the seat back.

Lips were completely enclosed, tongue rolled around on tightly closed teeth, the slight tapping sound was suppressed by the sucking sounds.

"0615..." Pei Shaoyuan's voice was low, his breath coming in rapid waves, each breath rising in temperature. "You can look at your phone however you want, just open your mouth."

Yu Lian kept her eyes closed, not daring to open them. She didn't care about looking at her phone anymore. She gritted her teeth and kept shaking her head. Her lips were numb and itchy from being repeatedly sucked by him.

"Now that there's no one around, you still won't let me kiss you? It seems that being obedient doesn't bring any good rewards." Pei Shaoyuan laughed angrily, placing his hand on her thigh, the heat of his palm making Yu Lian tremble unconsciously.

It felt smooth to the touch; a couple of pinches left faint red finger marks. My hand moved up inch by inch until it stopped when the back of my hand touched the fabric of the skirt. My fingertips couldn't resist poking the soft flesh at the base of my thigh, which was hidden by the skirt and couldn't be seen directly by the eyes. It was soft and bouncy when I pressed it, squeezing my fingertips.

The hem of the skirt was pushed up by the curve of her knuckles.

"I'll say it again, open your mouth." He gritted his teeth, "Otherwise, I really won't tolerate you anymore."

Yu Lian's eyelashes twitched in fright. The position of his hand was too dangerous. The inside of her thigh was covered in the burning heat emanating from his palm. Even with her eyes closed, it was hard not to know what he was threatening.

The teeth just loosened like that.

After hesitating for so long, the nail seized this moment of hesitation, gently pried, and immediately thrust in, sucking on her with utter thirst. All the air and saliva were consumed, and she opened her mouth, suffocating and parched, wanting to say something, but was kissed even deeper.



As soon as the car stopped, Yu Lian opened the door and jumped out hastily. Her feet felt soft and numb on the ground, her knees buckled, and she almost fell over.

Pei Shaoyuan scooped her up in one swift motion, his nose gently brushing against her steamed face. His voice was half-hoarse, dragging out in a lazy tone.

"Why are you running? You almost dropped my wife."

They have this hateful look on their face, as if everything is fine once they've had their fill of food and drink.

Yu Lian got angry at him for his behavior. She held the only prize she had won on the trip, her cell phone, in her hand. Her lips were wet and red, and she pursed them without saying a word.

The thought of breaking up kept recurring in my mind.

Kissing every day, life is unbearable.



The restaurant was a newly opened Michelin-starred establishment near S University. Yu Lian knew about it from Gu Yitong's mention of it. Waiters escorted her all the way from the elevator, and her calves ached from the long walk before she finally entered.

Yu Lian had never been to a restaurant like this before. Even when she went out to eat with the Lu family, they mostly went to private kitchens.

She was momentarily reserved, and the awkwardness she felt towards Pei Shaoyuan faded away. People in unfamiliar environments tend to subconsciously rely on familiar people, even if that person is extremely irritating.

Her slender white fingers pinched his wrist as she nestled in his arms, tilting her head back to peek at the restaurant.

The corridor is narrow, and each round table is next to a window. The curtains are all drawn during the day, but the city night view must be beautiful at night.

Pei Shaoyuan was quite pleased with her sudden obedience, a smile creeping onto his face as he tightened his grip on her waist. Her body was so soft and yielding in his arms; no matter how hard he pressed, he still felt it wasn't close enough.

Not knowing what he was up to this time, Yu Lian gritted her teeth and endured his stupid behavior, glaring at him, only to be pecked on the corner of her mouth by the completely clueless man.

He was tall and strikingly handsome, with a radiant, youthful expression that drew admiring glances from passersby, who often mistook him for a celebrity or idol having a private rendezvous with his girlfriend.

The waiter followed her the whole time, so everything she did was seen. Yu Lian felt embarrassed. After sitting down, she saw Pei Shaoyuan trying to pull a chair over to sit next to her, so she frowned and pushed him away.

"Just sit over there, it's not far..."

The hand he pushed away was grabbed again in his palm like a rogue, and their fingers were forcibly intertwined. Her fingers were slender, and each joint was soft and fleshy, so soft that he couldn't help but touch them all over.

"Far." The last syllable was deliberately drawn out, making one's teeth itch. Turning to the waiter, the tone turned cold again. "Get the menu. Ask her what you want to choose. Don't ask me."

The waiter left, and he had just lowered his head to play with Yu Lian's fingertips when he was slapped hard across the cheek. It didn't hurt, but the sound was crisp.

He was momentarily stunned. Looking over, he saw Yu Lian glaring at him with her eyelashes curled, showing no remorse for abusing her husband in public. She twisted her fingers to pull them away, her tone fierce.

"Why are you talking so much to that waitress? Do you have that much to say to me? Is she nicer than me?"

Pei Shaoyuan: "..."

Isn't this just looking for trouble?

"Hmm, it seems like we don't really have that much to talk about." Suddenly, he went along with her, and seeing Yu Lian's reproachful expression, he smiled, his smile revealing genuine pleasure, without even pretending.

His fingers entwined tightly around her, preventing her from breaking free, while his other hand lightly and suggestively brushed against her upturned lips, the touch soft and delicate.

"After all, there's no time for the mouth to speak, right?"

Yu Lian: "..."