Chapter 85: The Sudden Collapse of the Plot

    The black Hummer drove into the luxurious villa district and stopped in the front yard of the Pei family’s villa.

    Zhou Zhou pursed his lips tightly, unconsciously swallowed, his whole body stiff. The arm around his waist constantly prevented him from calming down.

    The collapse of the plot came suddenly, and he clearly wasn’t mentally prepared.

    He lowered his voice, which trembled slightly, and said, “Pei Yanlie, I have school tomorrow. Can’t you just take me back to school?”

    Ever since he realized Pei Yanlie’s persona had collapsed, he didn’t even want to call him “Senior Pei” anymore, and called him by his given name.

    “I’ll take you there tomorrow morning.” Pei Yanlie smirked, opened the car door, released his hand from Zhou Zhou’s waist, and got out of the car first.

    Zhou Zhou reluctantly shifted his butt, slowly getting out of the car.

    He raised his eyes, looking at the brightly lit, luxurious villa in front of him, and a sense of unease surged within him.

    His mind was filled with images of the male and female leads being intimate in every corner of the villa. He tried to imagine himself as the female lead, and his pupils instantly shook, his feet rooted to the spot, unable to move.

    [Pei Yanlie’s inhuman size… my ass will split open!]

    [What do I do, what do I do? This is so scary!]

    His face turned pale, and his legs began to tremble.

    From childhood until now, he had been used to being arrogant. When had he ever been afraid of anything?

    Pei Yanlie strode to Zhou Zhou’s side, reached out and put his arm around his waist, stroking it gently, and said with ambiguous meaning, “Are you afraid? I’m not going to eat you.”

    [Bullshit! If you have the guts, cut off Pei Shidi!]

    “Ouch, why are you pinching me!” Zhou Zhou grabbed Pei Yanlie’s wrist with one hand, trying to pull it away.

    Pei Yanlie tightened his grip, his voice hoarse, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything rash.”

    Zhou Zhou raised his head and glared at him, “You will force me!”

    Pei Yanlie raised his eyebrows, in a good mood as he led the person into the villa.

    Zhou Zhou twitched his nose, smelling a rich fragrance. He turned his gaze to the dining room, where he could vaguely see a pile of fragrant dishes laid out on a giant dining table.

    “Gulu,” his stomach growled involuntarily.

    Pei Yanlie pinched his waist, “You’re thinking about women, and you didn’t even eat?”

    Zhou Zhou forcefully pried his hand away. With food in front of him, everything else had to take a backseat.

    He darted to the dining table and sat down, just about to pick up his chopsticks, when his hand was grabbed.

    Pei Yanlie had a wet towel in his hand, and carefully wiped his hands, “Wipe your hands clean first.”

    Zhou Zhou suddenly pulled back his hand, and goosebumps rose all over his body. He moved to the next seat, staring warily at the gentle Pei Yanlie.

    “Don’t bother yourself, I’ll do it myself.” He took the wet towel, wiped his hands casually, then picked up his chopsticks. Just as he was about to pick up some food, he belatedly realized this was Pei Yanlie’s territory, and his movements froze in mid-air.

    [These dishes, they didn’t put any strange drugs in them, did they?]

    He glanced at Pei Yanlie, and when he saw the other party moving to his side, his heart skipped a beat.

    Pei Yanlie picked up some food and started eating it in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness, “Weren’t you hungry? Why are you peeking at me?”

    Zhou Zhou unconsciously licked the corner of his lips, his moist, red tongue flashing past Pei Yanlie’s eyes, extremely alluring.

    Seeing that Pei Yanlie was unharmed, Zhou Zhou figured the dishes should be safe.

    Ever since being stimulated by this person, he’d developed a persecution complex.

    He nonchalantly picked up the pure, natural, green vegetables and started eating them. They were crisp, sweet, and delicious, and he could never get enough of them.

    [Sure enough, food can heal everything.]

    He chewed on the delicious food, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the irritability in his heart gradually dissipated.

    Pei Yanlie stopped holding back. Thinking of something, he started peeling the shrimp from the plate.

    One, two, three…

    He put them all in Zhou Zhou’s bowl. Zhou Zhou frowned tightly, giving him an indescribable glance.

    Seeing that he wasn’t eating anymore, Pei Yanlie disapproved, “Eat more meat, don’t just eat vegetables, you’re too skinny.”

    Zhou Zhou didn’t look at him, lowering his head to look at the pile of shrimp meat in his bowl, and asked, “Pei Yanlie, who did you install the elevator in the old dormitory building for?”

    Pei Yanlie reached out and touched his head, his voice full of pampering, “Who is it that has to take the elevator even to go to the second floor?”

    Zhou Zhou: …

    He shivered, almost instantly dodging Pei Yanlie’s hand. The other party’s tone made him uncomfortable, extremely nauseating.

    [Is there no room for maneuver?]

    [The fact that the male lead installed an elevator for me is too terrifying.]

    Suddenly thinking of something, he frowned and looked at the man next to him, continuing to ask, “Didn’t… didn’t you add Little Star’s contact information?”

    Could there be some misunderstanding?!

    Pei Yanlie answered truthfully, “I didn’t add it. I pushed her number to the real estate agent.”

    Wow! No wonder Su Wanxing didn’t show the slightest bit of excitement.

    Zhou Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and stammered, “When… when did you start having thoughts about me?”

    “Probably that time you got drunk. You were crying so sadly in the bathroom.” Pei Yanlie picked up a piece of shrimp and fed it to Zhou Zhou’s mouth. He was immersed in his thoughts at the moment, and unconsciously opened his mouth and ate it.

    Zhou Zhou, who was crying after getting drunk, had an alluring red face, especially his wet phoenix eyes, looking at people pitifully, making people feel pity. Pei Yanlie only glanced at him, and then couldn’t sleep well for several days. As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhou Zhou’s face would appear in his mind.

    Zhou Zhou looked at him indescribably, thinking of the photos he saw on Zhou Hongwei’s phone, where he was crying with snot and tears, looking very ugly. Pei Yanlie’s aesthetic sense might have some problems?

    “I originally didn’t want to pay attention to you, but you were crying too hard. As your senior, I reluctantly took you out.”

    Zhou Zhou asked hesitantly, “During that time, I held you tightly and wouldn’t let go?”

    Pei Yanlie slowly continued to feed him, and answered with a hooked lips, “No, you held the tree outside the club and wouldn’t let go. By chance, your roommate came out, so I left.”

    Zhou Zhou chewed vigorously on the food Pei Yanlie fed him, and said fiercely, “It really was Chen Qihang who was lying!”

    After the conversation, he realized he had been accepting Pei Yanlie’s feeding without a care in the world. He felt awkward and terrified, got up and walked around to the opposite seat, his face flushed as he said, “Don’t come over here, I’m homophobic.”

    Pei Yanlie put down his chopsticks, his back very straight, his deep eyes fixed on Zhou Zhou, who was completely uncomfortable, “I’m not gay.”

    Zhou Zhou’s eyelids twitched wildly. Not wanting to argue with him, he simply closed his mouth and silently ate the delicious food.

    [Can you please stop staring at me, it’s scary.]

    The scene in the locker room suddenly appeared in his mind. Zhou Zhou’s face darkened, and he raised his eyes to look directly at the man across from him, hesitatingly asking, “That day at the sports meet, the man in the locker room… was… was it you?”

    Pei Yanlie’s eyes darkened, and without hiding anything, he said in a hoarse voice, “Yes, it was me.”

    Zhou Zhou was instantly furious, stood up and walked out, cursing Pei Yanlie hundreds of times in his heart.

    [Pervert, pervert, actually doing this kind of perverted thing.]

    [If I had known you were this kind of person, I should have stayed away from you from the beginning.]

    Before he could step out of the villa door, he was picked up and carried horizontally.

    “Pei Yanlie! Let me go! You’re a fucking pervert!”

    “Don’t make a fuss, be a good boy and finish your meal.”

    “Get lost, don’t touch me, put me down.”

    “Zhou Zhou, if you struggle again, I’ll kiss you.”

    “…”

    This threat was very effective. Zhou Zhou immediately stiffened and kept silent.

    [Are you even a man? All you know how to do is threaten people!]

    Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes, looking at his aggrieved, wrinkled face, and a touch of tenderness rose in his eyes, as he said softly, “As long as you behave and don’t go out causing trouble with other women, I won’t interfere too much with your life.”

    Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, pursed his lips, and ignored him.

    [Heh, you want me to be single for the rest of my life? Don’t even think about it!]

    [If you have the ability, follow me 24 hours a day, otherwise, don’t even think about stopping me from dating.]

    Pei Yanlie laughed in anger, a surge of anger welling up in his heart. His low, suppressed voice carried a strong sense of danger, “I’m telling you in advance, you better not let me find out you’re messing around with other women.”

    He leaned close to Zhou Zhou’s ear, threatening through gritted teeth, “If I find out even once, I’ll lock you on the bed and keep you from getting out of bed for three days.”

    Zhou Zhou was ashamed and indignant, roaring, “Are you a perverted rapist!”

    Pei Yanlie snorted, “You can try.”

    “Pei Yanlie, this is a crime.”

    Pei Yanlie remained noncommittal, tightened his arms, and held the person tightly in his embrace.

    [Is the heavens trying to kill me, Zhou Zhou?]

    He pursed his lips tightly, his eyebrows furrowed into a frown, his mind was like it was tangled with spider silk, impossible to sort out, a complete mess.

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