The doctor concubine who broke off the engagement was forced to rush to the wedding, but became the

Xie Zhichan was also angry about Pei Yi's box of "apology". He looked up at him and couldn't help but retort, "The prince and I are not strangers. We are just contractual partners. In this case, we must clearly distinguish the accounts and favors, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles when we part ways in the future."

Pei Yi felt a surge of blood rushing up his forehead when he heard her speak so decisively. He stood very close to Xie Zhichan, stretched out his hand and gently pulled Xie Zhichan's waist, then pulled her into his arms. He held her tightly in his arms with both hands, stared at her with a pair of deep eyes, and asked again: "Are we really just a contractual relationship, partners?"

He knew that he was testing her and forcing her, forcing her to see her own heart clearly and forcing her to respond to him directly.

Xie Zhichan twisted her body but failed to break free from Pei Yi's arms. Pei Yi, who had recovered his strength, was much stronger than her.

She then gave up resisting, stared back at Pei Yi unwillingly, and asked, "What else? What other relationship could it be?" But in her heart she had a faint expectation, expecting Pei Yi to give a different answer.

A warm touch immediately covered her lips, and the entanglement was even more passionate than last night. She quickly became dizzy and had difficulty breathing. Even her brain was deprived of oxygen, and her rational thinking was interrupted.

When she felt that she was about to pass out, Pei Yi let her go, took one of her hands and placed it on his heart, looked directly into her eyes, as if looking into the depths of her soul, and asked again: "Are we really just in a contractual relationship?"

Xie Zhichan felt the pounding heart under her palm, and thought her own heart was also in tune. The door of the safe house in her heart began to shake again, and then collapsed. Pei Yi was standing at the door, stretching his hand towards her.

In her heart, she raised her foot and wanted to step over, but then she shrank back.

In reality, she stared into Pei Yi's eyes and saw herself in them, hesitant, wanting to ignore everything, yet fearful and conflicted.

Then she saw Pei Yi's eyes again. After waiting for her answer for a long time, their eyes changed from expectation to frustration and grievance, and from bright to gradually fading and dimming.

A voice in her heart told her: Don't let this light go out, otherwise she will never see it again.

The words came out before I had fully thought them through: "Even if it's not a contractual relationship, it still takes time and a process."

She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest when she said this. After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and pursed her lips in silence, fearing that Pei Yi would see through her wildly beating heart from her expression.

When Pei Yi heard this, he felt like he had obtained the most precious treasure in his life. He excitedly hugged Xie Zhichan tighter in his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his body and become one with her in his life.

He leaned his head against Xie Zhichan's and said, "Ayuan, is what you said true?"

Xie Zhichan was enveloped by the strong masculine scent and had nowhere to escape. The heat on her face kept running through her body, making her feel like a huge iron stove burning fiercely.

He pushed Pei Yi and said, "What's real or fake? It's still cooking! Relax a little. I'm not sure what the relationship is with you."

Pei Yi didn't care about all that. He only knew that on the battlefield, winning the heart was the most important thing. Since A Yuan said so, she was not far from agreeing. So, he rounded it off and assumed that she had agreed.

Not only did he not let Xie Zhichan go, he hugged her even tighter and said, "I won't let go! If you don't explain clearly, I won't let go!"

Xie Zhichan felt like he was being hugged by a fanatical husky. There was no reasoning involved. There was no reasoning involved at all.

She could only helplessly say: "I've always been a solitary person, and I don't like relationships that progress quickly. I think we should just be friends first and let things develop naturally. No matter whether the final result is good or bad, let it take its course."

After all, she still hoped to stand in her own safe house like this, but without closing the door. Once she had overcome all her inner demons, she would take the initiative to walk towards Pei Yi.

Pei Yi did not have Xie Zhichan's concept of modern people's breakups and reunions in love. Besides, he was not in a position to listen to much. He just thought that Xie Zhichan was embarrassed because she was a girl and wanted to ease the situation instead of consummating the marriage all at once.

But seeing how serious the little fox was, he decided to go along with her idea. He knew that the little fox's ability to go this far was already a recognition of him.

Anyway, she will be his sooner or later, so what if it takes a little longer?

Pei Yi was still a little confused and wanted to ask something to avoid accidentally stepping on A Yuan's bottom line, so he asked: "Then like a friend, can I hug you?"

Xie Zhichan looked at the inseparable state of the two and rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "So what are you doing now?"

Pei Yi was overjoyed, knowing that from this moment on, he could hug Ayuan every day.

He suddenly lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, then asked, "How about kissing you?"

Pei Yi's movements were too fast. By the time Xie Zhichan reacted, Pei Yi had already withdrawn, leaving only a slightly wet touch on her lips.

She recalled Pei Yigang's somewhat forced deep kiss again, and a feeling of excitement she had never experienced before filled her mind. This feeling was probably like bungee jumping, violently pulling at her soul and tempting her to sink.

She wanted to try again.

She felt that she should be a fair person. Pei Yi took many steps towards her, so she should at least take one step as well.

So she followed her heart, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him, feeling Pei Yi's somewhat rough lips, grinding his lip shape, breaking into his territory, and entwining her breath with his.

After a long time, when her brain was about to be deprived of oxygen again, she let him go and said with a smile: "Pei Nandu, are you satisfied with this answer?"