"Are you asleep?"
The call was from Pei Yi. There was something wrong with his voice when he spoke, with a nasal tone, as if he was cold.
"Getting ready for bed." Jiang Se glanced at the time on the computer. It was almost twelve o'clock. If she hadn't been delayed by the show tonight, and it was very late when she came back from dinner, and she had taken a shower, she should have gone to bed by now: "After blowing your hair, turn off the computer. Are you home?"
He sniffed: "What do you think?"
"I can't guess." She shook her head honestly, and Pei Yi sighed: "I'm at your door."
When Jiang Se heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the door.
Nearly an hour had passed since Pei Yi sent her back. It was snowing outside in the capital in January, and the temperature was even lower at night. If he stayed outside for an hour, he would be frozen to death.
"real?"
She asked, and Pei Yi smiled and said:
"Of course it's fake. How can you stay outside for an hour in such a cold day?"
As he was talking, there was a rustling sound of someone rummaging through his pockets on the phone. "Stop playing. You have classes tomorrow afternoon."
She put on her slippers and walked to the door. After she opened it, Pei Yi was leaning against her door, speaking in a gentle tone. He held his cell phone in one hand and searched his pocket for a tissue with the other. He obviously didn't expect her to open the door suddenly. He leaned back and almost fell, and never said the rest of the words.
Jiang Se looked at him helplessly. He still had a silly smile on his face, like a child who had done something wrong and was a little at a loss.
A cold wind was blowing in the corridor outside, and the temperature outside was lower at night than during the day.
He was wearing a white low-necked cashmere sweater with a dark blue coat on the outside. Jiang Se wanted to touch his hand, but he took a breath and raised his hand:
"Don't get cold."
"Come in."
There were no slippers for him at home. As soon as he got the invitation, he smiled and went into the house, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief:
"I'm freezing."
Jiang Se closed the door first, took out the slippers she wore when taking a bath, motioned for him to change into them first, then turned around and got a kettle of water to boil.
"Actually, I just wanted to leave after you fell asleep."
He was trembling and had lost all his composure. He was still shaking while sitting on the sofa, but he was trying hard to pretend that he didn't care. His look made Jiang Se want to laugh.
When Pei Yi saw that she smiled, he shamelessly moved forward:
"What were you looking at?"
Jiang Se blew her hair and climbed onto the bed with her computer. He wanted to follow her, but she stepped on his arm to stop him from crawling forward:
"I'll boil some hot water in the kitchen. You can wash your face and hands later."
He nodded hurriedly and wanted to reach out to hold her feet, but he saw her shrink back quickly and get into the bed.
The room was quiet, and the only sound could be heard from the fire burning on the kitchen stove. In the corner of this simple room, within his reach, the girl was lying, staring at the computer intently.
The light from the screen shone on her face, and her skin looked crystal clear.
The water in the kitchen boiled, and he wiped his face and hands, and washed his feet. There was an unopened toothbrush she bought in the bathroom. After he cleaned up, he quietly climbed onto the bed, getting closer and closer to her. When he leaned over, he saw that she was looking up the questions that had been tested in the history department of the top university in previous years, and was answering them to practice.
When he moved closer, he gently put his arms around her, holding her and the computer in his arms.
This posture was somewhat intimate. She raised her head and was about to speak, but Pei Yi glanced at the computer:
"Aren't you ready to sleep yet?"
"After answering the questions, check them and then go to sleep."
Although she took on some acting jobs and practiced acting in the first half of her freshman year, she did not fall behind in her studies and attended every class. So far, she has never asked for leave due to acting.
Most people in the history department had a good impression of her, and even a few strict professors spoke highly of her.
Pei Yi did not harass her. He watched her finish answering the questions and checking them. There were some wrong ones, but not many. She wrote down the wrong questions first and then prepared to close the webpage and go to sleep.
There was also a news headline about Zhu Pan on the webpage, which she had not closed before. It had now been pushed to the top by netizens. She had been planning to take a look at it, but Pei Yi's arrival interrupted her and she forgot about it.
Before going to bed, she checked the news and got a general idea of what happened.
After she and Pei Yi left in the evening, Zhu Pan was blocked by reporters downstairs of the TV station. In the photo, she was holding a bag to cover her face, wearing a coat, and hurriedly got into the car, looking a little embarrassed.
Pei Yi glanced at the news, not very interested in it, and then cast his gaze on her face. He saw her turn off the computer, close the notebook and put it on the windowsill, and said to him suggestively:
"It's late."
He nodded, looking somewhat pitiful:
"It's really late."
She rested one of his arms under his body and he put the other arm around her waist, clasping the hand around her waist and holding her in his arms. The simple hug made his blood boil and he didn't want to let go of her hand at all.
Her delicate body was as soft as boneless, tender, fragrant and crisp. The old cotton T-shirt she wore as pajamas was not actually revealing, but the graceful curves of her chest made Pei Yi feel like his nose was bleeding.
He thought of the last time on her birthday, when she took off her clothes after getting drunk.
He had dreamed of this scene of lying in bed with her many times, but never had he felt it so real, so beautiful that he didn't want to let go.
Jiang Se looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock. It was indeed very late. She remembered that since they started dating, he had always been very well-behaved. She had known Pei Yi for many years and was familiar with his character.
It can be seen from the fact that he got drunk on her birthday in November that he is not a villain who takes advantage of others. After thinking for a while, Jiang Se turned off the phone and yawned:
"It won't happen again."
He nodded desperately and stood up to turn off the light.
In the darkness came the sound of him taking off his clothes. Somehow, Jiang Se regretted his previous decision.
He climbed onto the bed, pulling back the covers:
"Sese, it's so cold."
He stretched out one hand to hug her. When Jiang Se reached out to push him away, her fingertips touched his strong chest. He even took off his sweater!
"Pei Yi! Um..." She sat up, but was pushed down again by him, her head buried in his arms.
It was already late at night, and guests came to Zhao Junhan's villa in the middle of the night.
Feng Nan arrived at Zhao Junhan's private villa at nearly 12:30. As soon as she entered the house, she took off her white coat, revealing the black Armani knitted skirt she was wearing underneath. When she bent over to take off her thigh-high boots, she raised her hips in a seductive posture, which made Zhao Junhan unable to resist and put his hand on her waist and stroked it. (To be continued)