Misty Allure – Chapter 96

Chapter 96:

Chapter 96:

Pei Yuzhou gazed into her eyes, “Why aren’t you speaking?”

Meng Shuyou felt guilty and reached out to gently tug his shirt sleeve, “It was my fault, don’t be angry, it won’t happen again.”

Her voice softened a bit, sounding like she was coquettishly pleading.

Pei Yuzhou deliberately ignored her.

Meng Shuyou hesitated for a moment, propped herself on the armrest, and actively moved over to sit on his lap to make peace, “Mister Pei, don’t be angry.”

Pei Yuzhou gazed at her clear and lustrous eyes.

In the air of their mutual gaze, it was as if ambiguous molecules were being pulled, continuously diffusing.

Meng Shuyou wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned toward his thin lips.

Warm lips touched, breaths swirling around the tip of the nose.

Pei Yuzhou’s hand rested on her waist, slowly rubbing through the thin gauze fabric, neither refusing nor responding.

Meng Shuyou probed somewhat clumsily.

Although they had kissed many times, she rarely took the initiative; it was always him leading.

After many days apart, her movements were even more awkward.

She pulled back after just a few kisses, a blush rising on her cheeks.

Pei Yuzhou was clearly unsatisfied, his palm clasping her nape, “Is this how I taught you to kiss?”

He spoke bluntly, “You’re learning very poorly.”

“I…”

Meng Shuyou’s face reddened even more, somewhat doubting her life—were her kissing skills really that bad?

These words thoroughly ignited her innate refusal to admit defeat, so she kissed him again, with a headlong momentum, no longer as reserved and gentle as before.

Pei Yuzhou let her have her way, tightening the arm around her waist.

Their breaths intertwined, spraying on the skin, hot and scorching.

The frequency of his Adam’s apple rolling gradually quickened.

She was like a golden chinchilla, seemingly obedient and gentle, but actually often had a little temperament, stretching out claws when provoked, scratching to make one’s heart itch.

Meng Shuyou was the first to concede, pushing him away to catch her breath, her lips sucked glossy and red, her eyes hazy.

As soon as she moved, she felt something wrong—her knee was pressing against something, and she glanced downward.

“You…” She paused, mumbling softly, “You say my kissing skills are bad, yet you’re like this…”

“What does it have to do with your kissing skills?” Pei Yuzhou murmured by her ear, his voice low and husky, “You could do nothing and it would still be like this.”

“…”

Meng Shuyou wanted to move away from him to keep a safe distance, but her waist was firmly confined, unable to escape.

Pei Yuzhou bit her earlobe, “Behave, or I’ll deal with you if you move again.”

Meng Shuyou instantly froze, not daring to move.

Pei Yuzhou took out his mobile phone and made a telephone call, instructing someone to buy anti-swelling medicine and makeup remover water and deliver it to the hotel.

Half an hour later, the business car pulled up.

Meng Shuyou got out of the car and followed him into the hotel, taking the elevator to the top floor presidential suite.

Mark was already waiting at the doorway, “Mister, Miss Meng.”

He handed over the bag, “The things you wanted are in here.”

Meng Shuyou reached out to take it, thanking him.

Pei Yuzhou swiped the card to enter.

Meng Shuyou followed.

Mark closed the door from outside.

Meng Shuyou walked to the living room and took out the items from the bag; there were several makeup remover products inside—Mark probably wasn’t sure which one she usually used, so he bought a set of makeup remover water, makeup remover cream, and makeup remover oil.

At the very bottom was a box of small umbrellas.

—Ultra-thin, zero-feel, XXL.

Meng Shuyou felt it burn her hand and silently placed it on the coffee table, “Mister Pei, did you ask Mark to buy this?”

Pei Yuzhou loosened his collar and undid his cuffs, sitting down on the sofa, “No.”

Meng Shuyou finally understood why Mark had a yearly salary of ten million—he was truly Mister Pei’s confidant, considering everything for the boss.

She opened a bottle of makeup remover oil and went to the bathroom to remove her makeup and wash her face.

Misty Allure

Misty Allure

雾色迷津
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Meng Shuyou has been obedient and compliant since childhood, never daring to defy her father, from studying etiquette and completing schoolwork to studying abroad, all in an orderly manner. In the third year of studying abroad, to escape family control, she deliberately provoked a renowned man. Pei Yuzhou, from nobles, holds power and wealth, infamous in the circle for his thunderous methods, ruthless in his actions. "I'm not some gentleman." He said. "Then we're a match made in heaven, I'm not a good girl either." Meng Shuyou stayed by his side only to seek protection. She never expected his control to be stronger than her own father's. Realizing such a man was too dangerous, she decisively fled back to the country. ** In the rainy night, traffic was sparse on the elevated bridge spanning the river, thin mist enveloped it, a silver Maybach sped by, intercepting the black sedan ahead. Meng Shuyou watched the man get out of the car in the car, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Where to?" The voice by her ear was cold, Meng Shuyou didn't dare look into his eyes, her lips trembled, "I..." Pei Yuzhou lowered his gaze, pulled her out of the car, approaching step by step. "Who taught you to run after using me?" "You didn't think provoking me would let you escape unscathed, did you?" "Yaoyao, in this lifetime, you'll be imprisoned by my side." Little did she know, later, the one trapped was him. The place closest to the heart also bore her name.

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