Zhixi saw him and felt extremely embarrassed. Ever since she was severely provoked in the garden last time, this guy had become a recluse, staying at home every day and not going out. Zhixi hadn’t seen him for a long time.
The boy probably saw the scene where she and He Jingyao were inseparable.
Thinking of this, she felt even more embarrassed.
He Jingyao held her tightly, not letting other men see her enchanting appearance at this moment. Follow current novᴇls on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⟡𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵
"Take your stuff and go back," He Jingyao said in a deep voice, his tone calm but undeniably authoritative.
The boy gritted his teeth, wanting to say it was his balcony, and what was wrong with him being there, taking pictures with his camera?
However, the man’s imposing aura on the opposite side was too powerful. With just a slight hesitation, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
In the end, he had to pick up his tripod, turn around, and go back, then slammed the balcony door hard.
Only then did He Jingyao turn his gaze to the woman in his arms, smiling slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Alright, let’s continue."
Then, for who knows how many times, he kissed her again.
Zhixi was kissed by him until she couldn’t even stand steadily.
He Jingyao looked at her pitiful appearance, unable to bear it, in a great mood, he pressed a forefinger to her lips and said lowly, "Dare to provoke me again, hmm?"
She shook her head with tears in her eyes.
Only then was the man satisfied, lifting her up horizontally and taking her back to the room.
Remembering that Ziyi and Xiaobao might still be in the living room, she blushed furiously, buried her face in his chest, and didn’t dare to look up at all.
It was only when the man placed her on the bed that Zhixi suddenly remembered something, tugging at his sleeve, she said, "Um... after I fell asleep last night, did you say something to me?"
He Jingyao raised an eyebrow, "Did I?"
"Yes." She nodded affirmatively, "I have an impression... but I can’t remember what you said."
He reached out to stroke her chin, his dark eyes deep with meaning, "Then think about it slowly."
Zhixi frowned, thinking hard, but to no avail.
He Jingyao chuckled, ruffled her hair, but ultimately didn’t tell her what he had said.
At noon, Zhixi went to prepare lunch, while Ziyi watched on.
"Sister-in-law, you’re amazing," she marveled, "I can’t cook at all."
"If you like, you can learn." Zhixi smiled, "But it’s also fine if you can’t."
He Ziyi nodded seriously.
When it was time to eat, she suddenly asked, "By the way, Sister-in-law, where is Uncle Xiaobao now?"
"Pei Yuanchen? He’s over in country S." Zhixi said with a smile, while being a bit curious, "Why are you asking about him?"
In her impression, Ziyi and Pei Yuanchen had only met once, right?
"I think he’s really interesting," Ziyi said, her red lips curling up.
Zhixi was surprised, but He Jingyao’s face had already darkened, "You think he’s interesting?"
"Yes," Ziyi said after thinking for a moment, "Brother, Mom always says she wants to find a husband for me. What do you think of Uncle Xiaobao?"
"Not good," He Jingyao coldly refused.
Ziyi lowered her head disappointedly and muttered "oh" as she continued eating.
Zhixi blinked and looked at He Jingyao. The man leisurely picked up a helping of vegetables with his chopsticks, his voice cool, "Pei Yuanchen should be quite busy in country S recently, your dad is promoting a new energy project there."
He Jingyao coldly smiled, "I think he could be even busier."