Chapter 138: I have been thinking about you.
Even after seeing so many impeccably-built male bodies today, Shen Zhiyi couldn’t compare any of them to Pei Yu. In fact, she wasn’t really paying attention, always having a nagging feeling that she was up to no good. Now being "punished" by Pei Yu, she truly regretted it, knowing what he wanted to hear, yet too embarrassed to respond.
She pursed her lips, refusing to make a sound, and Pei Yu wasn’t in a hurry either. He leisurely "tortured" her, well aware that she was just shy but not willing to let her off the hook.
"I was busy all day," his kisses fell on the side of Shen Zhiyi’s neck, sensing her slight tremors, so he increased the pressure a bit. His breath dampened her slightly moist skin, and his voice was low, "I wanted to talk to you, but you went off to watch a male underwear show."
His tone was even, without a hint of accusation, but to Shen Zhiyi, who was already feeling insecure, it made her overwhelmingly guilty. If she put herself in his shoes, she would probably be doing more than just feeling jealous; she’d likely lose her temper.
But Pei Yu, apart from teasing her, never said a harsh word.
Shen Zhiyi felt a surge of softness in her heart and deliberately tried to appease him, reaching for his bare shoulders to kiss his lips. He still seemed quite unhappy, lips pressed straight, like an unyielding door refusing to open, allowing her to peck at it playfully, yet refusing to part his lips.
She had no choice but to soften her tone, calling out his name in a low voice, "Pei Yu..."
This was one of the few ways she knew how to coax someone.
Pei Yu remained unfazed. He massaged her nape intermittently, caressing from her slender neck down to her delicate back, stroking her as one would a cat, slow and meticulous. His fingertips almost brushed over each vertebra, and when she was quivering too much to hang onto his shoulders, he finally spoke in a low voice, repeating the earlier question. He wouldn’t stop until he got an answer.
"You’ve seen them all, even touched them. Do you prefer me or those male models?"
His question was blunt, and Shen Zhiyi, unable to help it, tilted her head up to kiss his chin, completely caving in, "I prefer you."