Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: What Are You Making for Me to Eat?
"Ah!" Ziyi softly exclaimed, lying on top of him, her eyes brimming with tears, "Uncle Xiaobao..."
In the darkness, the man’s warm hand rested on her waist with a comforting intent, "Why are you awake?"
His voice carried a hoarse sound of not yet being fully awake.
"It hurts..." Ziyi replied with grievance and added, "And I’m hungry."
Pei Yuanchen seemed to chuckle, reached out, and stroked her face.
He placed her back onto the bed, then sat up and got dressed.
The light in the room clicked on.
The sudden brightness made Ziyi quickly cover her head with the blanket until the man reached over and pulled it off her.
Only then did Ziyi quietly open her eyes.
"What do you want to eat?" he asked in a husky voice.
The man’s hair was disheveled, and he was only wearing pants, still exuding a lazy satisfaction.
But his deep eyes made Ziyi somewhat unable to see through him.
She blinked, "Anything, as long as you make it."
He tugged at the corner of his mouth and rasped out, "Just wait."
Ziyi obediently nodded.
After the man left, she thought for a moment, enduring the soreness as she got up from the bed.
After searching for a while and not finding her clothes, she then remembered she hadn’t worn any clothes after showering.
Ziyi was too lazy to look for clothes in the closet so she simply put on the man’s shirt lying at the bed corner.
The shirt was a bit big for her but enough to cover the vital parts.
Ziyi stuck out her tongue and carefully climbed out of bed.
Even just that movement made her wince in pain.
Uncle Xiaobao was really too rough... made her feel like she was falling apart.
She hadn’t intended to beg for mercy at first, but later, she couldn’t hold on, and pitifully asked him to let her go, but he turned a deaf ear. Instead, he kissed her whenever she pleaded, and his movements would become even more intense.
Thinking of this, she quickly covered her flushed cheeks.
Ziyi cautiously walked out of the room, inching towards the kitchen.
The man seemed to be frying something.
Ziyi leaned against the kitchen door, watching his broad shoulders and narrow waist with a smile.
Her sharp eyes spotted some fresh nail marks on his shoulder.
Ziyi stuck out her tongue, looking at her nails.
Those were her masterpieces, hehe...
Perhaps her laughter was audible, for Pei Yuanchen finally noticed her presence.
The man slightly frowned, turned off the stove, and turned around.
Pei Yuanchen had initially intended to get angry, but...
The woman was petite and slender, her smile both charming and innocent, black hair tousled over her shoulders, adding a touch of laziness.
She was wearing his shirt, haphazardly buttoned in a couple of spots, leaving her beautiful collarbone and a wide expanse of chest almost completely exposed before his eyes.
And also her long legs that were visible.
The man’s pupils sharply contracted, his breathing becoming a bit heavier.
... Any sense of sanity and guilt that had just risen had disappeared in an instant when he saw her.
"Uncle Xiaobao, what are you planning to make for me to eat?" the woman asked with a sweet and soft voice, smiling.
Pei Yuanchen said nothing, striding forward, he lifted her, pinning her against the smooth wall.
"Ah!" Ziyi widened her eyes, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.
He let out a low chuckle, both hands grasping her bottom, gently holding her up, then a burning kiss descended.
Ziyi let out a soft moan, subconsciously parting her lips, letting his tongue smoothly slip in.
