Chapter 97:
The foundation was washed off, making the finger marks on her face more obvious, with her cheeks slightly red and swollen.
But thinking of the slap Meng Yan had received, the anger in her heart dissipated quite a bit.
The Meng Family wouldn’t have peace next, as Meng Zhenhua’s precious son whom he cherished like the apple of his eye turned out not to be his own, and he had raised someone else’s son for ten years in vain—this blow was not small for him.
Meng Shuyou withdrew her thoughts, pulled out a tissue to wipe her face, and returned to the living room.
Pei Yuzhou picked up the ointment and cotton swab from the table, “Come here so I can apply the medicine.”
“Oh.” Meng Shuyou walked over and sat beside him.
Pei Yuzhou unscrewed the cap, dipped the cotton swab in the ointment, and applied it to her injury.
Her skin was already delicate, and even a light pinch would leave a mark, let alone being slapped.
“You just stood there foolishly letting people bully you?”
Meng Shuyou’s face burned, slightly painful, “I didn’t have time to dodge.”
After applying the medicine, Pei Yuzhou threw away the cotton swab, “Learn to pay back double, otherwise others will only think you’re easy to bully.”
Meng Shuyou nodded, “I know.”
She would make Meng Yan pay the price for what she had done before.
“Change your clothes.” Pei Yuzhou had long disliked the skirt she was wearing.
Meng Shuyou looked up, “What will I wear after changing?”
“You can go without.” Pei Yuzhou pulled her onto his lap and directly undid the knotted buttons at her chest.
Meng Shuyou hesitated, “I…”
Was that even human speech?
The collar fell open, revealing the lace trim inside.
Pei Yuzhou’s gaze darkened, “Why dress so flashy just for a meal?”
Meng Shuyou’s ears burned red, “It wasn’t my choice to wear it.”
She would rather go out in a T-shirt and wide-leg pants, but Lin Peilan insisted she change into it.
The skirt was peeled off her body in a few moves; not sure if it was because the fabric was too thin or his strength was too great, but the waist was directly torn by him.
Pei Yuzhou held the back of her head, lowered his head to kiss her, his hands becoming even more excessive.
Meng Shuyou glanced distractedly outside the floor-to-ceiling window, hugged the man’s neck as a reminder, “The curtains aren’t drawn…”
Even on the fifty-eighth floor, she still had no sense of security.
Pei Yuzhou found the remote control, pressed the switch, and the curtains automatically closed.
The light instantly dimmed.
Meng Shuyou straddled his thighs, her breathing fluctuating, murmuring, “Can we go to the bed?”
Pei Yuzhou pressed against her smooth lower back, “The moment we get to the bed, your face will rub against the pillow.”
Every time she couldn’t take it, she buried her face in the pillow; it had become a habit.
Meng Shuyou was shy and said nothing.
His kisses trailed from the corner of her lips downward, lingering on her neck, collarbone…
A rustling sound of unpacking came to her ears.
In her daze, a low magnetic voice entered her ears, “Did you miss me?”
Meng Shuyou’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and she bit her lower lip.
Pei Yuzhou increased the pressure, “Not saying?”
Meng Shuyou quickly spoke up: “I did!”
Pei Yuzhou lifted her chin, staring into her watery eyes, “Say it fully.”
“I missed you, Mister Pei…”
“Well-behaved girl, my babe.”
Standard Americano accent, lazy and casual, now with a touch of gentle affection, like the most intimate whisper between lovers.
Meng Shuyou’s heart raced uncontrollably, her chest filled like a surging tide.
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After the end, it was completely dark outside the window.
The sofa and carpet were a mess, with the shirt, trousers, and skirt casually discarded on the floor.
Meng Shuyou lay on the bed recovering, her whole body sore and weak, unable to muster any strength.
Pei Yuzhou, on the other hand, looked satisfied, refreshed and clear-eyed.
“What time is it?” Meng Shuyou’s voice was still a bit hoarse, her tone weak and listless.
