The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

"Who?"

Pei Zigui's voice was extremely hoarse and filled with strong hostility.

Even though he tried to restrain himself.

Jiang Ruoli stood on tiptoe and shook her body, her face becoming more timid. This made Pei Zigui feel even colder.

"Say, who is it?"

Jiang Ruoli was too embarrassed to speak, so she just leaned on the man's shoulder and whispered his name.

The dark pupils flickered unnaturally. If I remember correctly, this name seemed to be a well-known male star several years ago?

"So, do you still like him?"

Jiang Ruoli's voice immediately rose several degrees, "Of course I didn't like him! He's retired and got married! And I was only in junior high school at the time, I just followed the trend and chased stars. He was handsome and had eight-pack abs, so I liked him."

These words seemed to have magical power, causing the corners of Pei Zigui's straight mouth to slightly rise.

Quit the entertainment industry and get married, these four words are very pleasing to the ear.

"So, Lili was attracted by his figure at that time?"

Jiang Ruoli said confidently: "Who doesn't like eight-pack abs?"

In an instant, the body was restrained in a strong embrace, turned in the air, and sat steadily on the rosewood table.

Her clear eyes flickered, and she asked in confusion: "You..."

"Like it?"

Pei Zigui grabbed Jiang Ruoli's hand and placed it on his waist.

Through the thin white shirt, the obvious touch underneath is hard to ignore. The lines are sexy and the ravines are clear.

But Jiang Ruoli had seen it many times, and just by touching it, he seemed to be able to outline the direction of those lines in front of his eyes.

With one more layer of shirt comes one more layer of implicit desire.

Jiang Ruoli didn't say anything, but the hand moved honestly around his waist and abdomen.

"Little pervert."

I don't know when a silk scarf was stuffed into my hand. It was the one I had just used.

"Help me clean up the paint after you're done."

Suddenly awakened from the male lust, Jiang Ruoli looked nervous and muttered: "You forced me to touch you."

"Yeah, I forced you to do it."

After wetting the silk scarf, Jiang Ruoli slowly wiped the paint splashed on Pei Zigui's face.

The blue paint seemed to be painting on the man's handsome face, running across his tall nose and stopping on the other side, splashing a few drops of water.

He is inexplicably handsome.

Her clear eyes are full of longing, full of affection without her realizing it.

Pei Zigui stared at the little face that was concentrating on himself, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "Just wipe it casually."

If you continue like this, you'll only have yourself to blame.

Jiang Ruoli thought that the man was questioning her ability, and she unconsciously exerted force on the scarf and blew on it subconsciously.

"No, I wiped it clean."

It's slow and leisurely, like tickling people, over and over again, making people feel itchy.

"Jiang Ruoli, I hope that you can only have me in your heart. Can you do that?"

Pei Zigui's tone was serious, with a hint of paranoia that was barely noticeable.

Outside the window, there was no sunlight on the skyline. In an instant, the blue-black sky was greeted by the warm yellow street lights.

The sensor lights in the garden also lit up at the same time, dotted like a brilliant galaxy.

The sweet aroma of roses mixed with lychees wafted from all directions, numbing Pei Zigui's mind.

His long legs moved forward slightly, squeezing into the narrow space between his legs. His movements were so hasty that he accidentally touched the bucket next to him that he used to wash his brushes.

Scattered all over the floor.

"Well……"

Before he could open his mouth, Jiang Ruoli's chin was pinched, and the fingertips were pressed on his lower lip, rubbed in a lustful manner.

Pei Zigui lowered his eyes, only a few centimeters away from her.

The tips of their noses touched, and the overwhelming hormones were hard to ignore.

"Lili, answer me, can you?"

Jiang Ruoli nodded, and heard a low laugh in his ear, pleasant and bewitching. By the time he reacted, his slightly opened red lips had already lost the opportunity to speak.

The man's heavy breathing sounded in her ears, and his kiss was heavy and domineering, with a touch of aggression, as if he was afraid that the prey in front of him would escape.

Jiang Ruoli couldn't help but groan and his face flushed.

His body, unable to resist, became weaker and weaker, and he tried to grab the only support. His hands groped around the thin waist anxiously, wanting to hug it.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but her hands were easily grasped by the man and shackled over her head.

"Don't touch there, baby."

If I touch it again, I really won’t be able to stop.

Jiang Ruoli took the opportunity to breathe in deep gulps of fresh air. Her thin knitted jacket had fallen to her elbows without her noticing, and the straps on her shoulders were shaky.

In the silent air, the only sound left was the indescribable breathing of each other.

She wanted to avoid his gaze, but Pei Zigui turned her back domineeringly. When they looked at each other, it was like being hit by static electricity on a dry snowy day, tingling and numb.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he gently placed a hot kiss on his forehead. Again and again, along the eyes, to the nose, and then to the lips.

Then, he buried his head in the neck.

"Baby, I want to see the little red mole."

The man's hands gently closed, his red eyes containing a hint of romance.

His thin lips rubbed it lightly, over and over again, until the skin on Jiang Ruoli's neck turned red.

The woman didn't say anything, her dangling toes were tense, as if in agreement.

There seemed to be something wrong with the heating and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

A little wild cat came out of the garden from somewhere, and its low meowing could be heard through the glass into the studio.

The clock on the wall ticks, and the minute and second hands move.

With a delicate and melodious voice, Jiang Ruoli lost his strength and fell softly into Pei Zigui's arms.

"good."

Suddenly, a sudden gurgling sound was heard in the hot and quiet air.

Pei Zigui curled his lips slightly and picked up the person on the table without saying anything.

"Let's go, take my little jealous girl to eat dumplings."

"You're the jealous one! It's not my stomach that's growling!"

"Well, it's mine."

If it weren't for the pair of shaky little feet with slippers hanging on them, the man's tall back would almost hide the person in his arms.

The studio door was closed again.

In the darkness, there was an overturned bucket on the floor of the studio, and it was impossible to tell what color it was.

***

She thought Pei Zigui was teasing her on purpose, but when she walked into the restaurant, she actually saw steaming dumplings on the table.

After spending the whole afternoon in the studio, Jiang Ruoli was starving and couldn't wait to fill his stomach.

Pei Zigui patted her head gently: "Go wash your hands first."

"Oh..." She turned her head and nodded her face, "Go wash your face too. I just...didn't wipe it clean."

Seeing the little girl turn around and go to the sink, Pei Zigui raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. He lowered his eyes, as if mocking himself, and walked up to the second floor.

When Jiang Ruoli came back, she didn't see Pei Zigui. She was hungry and didn't want to wait.

Dip the dumplings in vinegar and put them in your mouth, the aroma spreads. When your teeth break the hand-rolled dumpling skin, the fresh shrimp and corn can't wait to drill into your mouth, satisfying your picky taste buds.

It’s her favorite shrimp and corn filling!

Jiang Ruoli's eyes brightened several times and sparkled.

"Is it tasty?"

Pei Zigui arrived late and sat down next to her.

Jiang Ruoli nodded, only to find that Pei Zigui had actually changed into a set of home clothes, and even his hair was wet with water still on it.

Isn't it just washing your face? Why does it feel more like taking a bath?

She held her chin and looked at Pei Zigui, her eyes slightly raised: "Did you do something bad?"