The light and bitter tea fragrance is dense.
Yu Miao held the tea cup and took a sip, her lips stained with water.
She was still hesitating.
The phone in his pocket rang.
Yu Liao took it out and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number.
Swipe to answer, "Hello?"
A familiar gentle male voice fell into his ears, and he lost his previous calmness, and his tone was a little cold and irritable.
"Yu Liao, how dare you block me..."
Yu Liao lowered his eyebrows, looked calm, and hung up the phone.
Let this strange number suffer the same fate as all the contact information of Cen Chimo and the people around him - being blacklisted.
Pei Wentan was so close that he inevitably listened.
"Cen Chimo?"
"……Um."
Yu Liao responded softly.
Pei Wentan smiled lazily, his voice slightly cold.
Before Yu Liao could notice, he quickly put on a sarcastic look.
The dark brown eyes reflected the bright light, the thick long eyelashes were raised, and a slight smile appeared in the eyes.
"He's still pestering you?"
The man shook his head, raised his eyebrows as if he was very surprised, and secretly poked his eye drops, "He doesn't think there's nowhere else to go after you leave, does he?"
"..."
Thinking of the mobile phone message I saw early in the morning.
Yu Xiao lowered his eyes and thought, Cen Chimo really felt this way.
Rubbing the tea cup with his fingertips, Yu Xiao lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
This call from Cen Chimo made her determined.
"The photo was taken because you helped me, Teacher Pei."
Yu Liao put down the tea cup and looked at Pei Wentan seriously with his black pupils, "If Shang Lian Zong can solve your trouble, I agree."
Pei Wentan's eyebrows moved slightly.
He blinked his eyelashes slowly, straightened his back calmly, and stared at her intently.
"Miss Yu, I need to remind you that it is a love variety show."
"Being on a love variety show with me means - getting close, holding hands, and hugging."
Pei Wentan suddenly leaned forward, pressed his palms on the sofa, and moved towards Yu Liao, with a Gu-like smile on his lips, and even his voice was hoarse, "And...kiss."
Yu Liao's back hit the armrest of the sofa.
She almost held her breath, and her back felt numb, especially when she felt the warm breath close to her ear, and even her fingertips curled up in her palms.
The warmth on the tips of my ears left at the touch of a finger.
The last two syllables of the ambiguous articulation have a lingering ending sound, which is low and hoarse and curls into the ear.
Let your heart beat uncontrollably.
"Yu Liao, can you accept it?"
Pei Wentan held the sofa with both hands, leaning over to restrain him, raised his head slightly, distanced himself a little, and asked in a low voice.
He asked gently and considerately, as if he was concerned from the bottom of his heart.
The force of tightening his arms to restrain him was not restrained at all.
There is a contradiction between words and actions, just like a cunning and nimble hunter, laying traps with ease and waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.
The light bitter orange fragrance becomes extremely rich and permeates every part of the body.
Yu Xiao fluttered her eyelashes, "...I can do it."
Pei Wentan responded with an unclear meaning.
He raised his hand, placing his palm against the delicate porcelain white side of his face, and his lowered eyelashes shed a light shadow.
His tone was lowered to almost a breathy tone, "Is this okay?"
Yu Liao felt that her hands and feet were a little weak, her eyes fell on a small mole on the side of the man's tall nose, and she whispered, "Okay."
Pei Wentan laughed softly.
His chest shook slightly, and the next moment, he moved closer and closer.
The fingertips that were gathered at the side of her face slid down and pressed against Yan Hong's lips.
It was like playing with a delicate petal, stroking it gently and sometimes heavily.
"Miss Yu."
Pei Wentan frowned, and the action of grinding her lips was extremely ambiguous, but her tone was still polite.
"Kissing, too?"
"..."
His heartbeat was almost out of order, ringing in his ears, and his thoughts were all in a mess.
kiss.
May I?
Yu Liao's eyes dropped slightly.
She was so close, even those thin crimson lips were so close, it seemed that as long as she said yes, she would replace Wei Liang's fingertips and press them heavily.
Yu Miao's eyes trembled slightly and her lips moved slightly, "I..."
Whether to accept or reject, she was overwhelmed by the overwhelming emotions and didn't know what to answer.
The next second, Pei Wentan took the lead.
The light was suddenly blocked, and there was only him as far as the eye could see.
The scent of bitter orange lingers and approaches, light and airy, blending briefly and then gradually leaving.
It was a kiss.
A kiss across the fingertips.
"Miss Yu."
Pei Wentan's eyes slightly curved, his fingertips brushed against his soft lips, and he gently pulled away.
“A pleasure to work with.”
"..."
Suddenly there was a slight movement at the door, as if someone was approaching to open the door.
Yu Liao turned his head suddenly, blinked his eyelashes rapidly, said in a low voice that someone was coming, and pushed Pei Wentan away from him.
When he turned his head, the soft ear shell, which was so red that it almost dripped with blood, brushed against Pei Wentan's lower lip.
Pei Wentan's Adam's apple rolled, and he raised his hand to hold Yu Liao's wrist.
"Your ears are so red."
He tilted his head slightly and asked out of pure curiosity, "Have you never been kissed?"
The red color had completely spread out, smeared freely on the cheeks, and even a pair of dark eyes were filled with light water.
Yu Xiao lowered her eyelashes and responded vaguely, "...Hmm."
Pei Wentan was slightly stunned.
Has she never kissed?
The tip of his heart felt as if it had been scratched by a soft kitten's paw. When a slight struggle came from his fingertips, Pei Wentan let go calmly.
He sat back down.
Looking at Yu Liao with his head lowered, his low voice was calm and leisurely.
"What a coincidence, neither did I."
"..."
Yu Liao stood up suddenly, asked hurriedly how to get to the bathroom, and even ran away with his back showing.
There is a small restroom in the office.
She stood in front of the sink, looking at her blushing cheeks in the mirror, trying to divert her attention, but she couldn't help but recall just now.
Strictly speaking, it wasn't really a kiss.
Across the fingertips, the breaths mingled briefly.
When he stood up and pulled away, there was a slight touch on the corners of his lips, as light as a feather's illusion.
"..."
A low whimper escaped Yu Liao's throat, and she bit her lip, trying to cool her cheeks with the back of her hands.
However, Pei Wentan also said that he had never kissed?
But he is obviously so comfortable——
In the office, Pei Wentan sat on the sofa. He was silent for a few seconds, lowered his eyes, and raised his closed hands.
There was already a layer of cold sweat on the palms of his hands, showing that the master was far from calm on his face.
"……sorry."
The final note faintly disappeared between his lips and teeth, and only he could hear it.
Butterflies are supposed to fly high into the sky.
It was his selfish motives.
Want to try...to make her stay.
