Extreme Pampering
Chapter 130 Bathroom Entanglement.

Chapter 130: Chapter 130 Bathroom Entanglement.

Having brought the inebriated Mr. Pei home, Shen Zhiyi turned on all the lights and noticed while pouring water that Qin Fang had sent her several messages accusing Pei Yu of not being a good enough brother, which she found baffling.

Why was he cursing at Pei Yu and sending it to her?

Thinking of how Qin Fang had been quite drunk, she guessed he’d sent the messages to the wrong person and didn’t pay much attention, as she poured a cup of warm water for Pei Yu.

The number of times he stayed over had increased, and Shen Zhiyi didn’t find it unusual to have him stay the night anymore; she’d even allotted a part of the walk-in closet to him, making it look as if they had always lived together like this.

After he finished the water, Shen Zhiyi, disliking the strong smell of alcohol on him, pushed him directly into the bathroom while she went to another bathroom to wash up, returning to the main bedroom more than half an hour later to find the bathroom light still on and Pei Yu inside, which she found strange.

Considering how much he had drunk that day, she was a bit worried, so she went over and knocked on the door, hearing no sound of water, just silence.

She called out, "Pei Yu?"

He had sobered up quite a bit on the way here, so it seemed unlikely something had happened, but Shen Zhiyi was still worried, it being the first time he took such a long time in the shower.

"Why haven’t you come out yet?"

Through the door, Pei Yu’s voice sounded a bit muffled and, after a few seconds, he replied, "Coming soon."

Although she didn’t know what he had been doing in the bathroom for so long, as long as he was okay, Shen Zhiyi felt relieved and was about to turn away when she heard a low groan from inside.

"Pei Yu?"

Her first reaction was that Pei Yu had probably bumped into something, she asked anxiously, "Are you okay? Did you hit something?"

Pei Yu didn’t respond, which made her even more anxious, fearing he might have fallen. In her urgency, she pushed the door open a crack and saw, through the misty steam, the silhouette of Pei Yu slightly bent over. She took two steps inside, "Pei Yu?"

The thin fog formed by the vapor gradually dispersed before her eyes. Pei Yu was slightly tilting his head backward, his wet hair slicked back, fully revealing his features. Noticing Shen Zhiyi entering, he turned his head to look at her, his eyelids tinged with a faint blush, his gaze intense. As Shen Zhiyi’s eyes dropped, understanding what he was doing, she turned her head away as if burned, and hurriedly moved toward the exit.

Before she had taken a few steps, Pei Yu had caught up with her. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her into his embrace. Having just showered herself and not yet changed into pajamas, Shen Zhiyi only felt the tie of her bathrobe loosen at the waist as his hand slipped inside.

She frantically reached to push him away, her body tensing the moment she was touched, "Pei Yu!"

How could she have thought he was so drunk he might get into some trouble when he was clearly brimming with energy?

"Mm," Pei Yu soothed, massaging the soft flesh at her waist until she was no longer immobilized by shock, then he dipped his head to find her lips, sealing back all the words she might have uttered.

His body was scorching hot, and even through the bathrobe, Shen Zhiyi could feel him, especially that part which hadn’t softened, pressing firmly against the crotch of her legs. Her lips turned numb from the kisses, only catching breaths when she could, her eyes brimming with tears when she managed to barely open them, trying to push him away but lacking the strength.

All she could do was express her discontent with her eyes, but she didn’t know that her eyes, shimmering with water, held no deterrence at all. Moreover, with blush tinting her cheeks and her lips slightly swollen, she appeared more inviting than rejecting.

Pei Yu waited for her breathing to steady before continuing, he pecked at her lips, and in a low, husky voice, he said, "Looking at me like that,"

His lips landed on her collarbone, nibbling it gently, "I can’t resist."

A tickling sensation spread across her chest, and Shen Zhiyi passively endured it. Before she knew it, he had lifted her onto the washbasin. She inadvertently turned her head and saw her flushed reflection in the mirror, her bathrobe had slid down to her waist, and she couldn’t help but shiver slightly in embarrassment, a touch of annoyance arising as she lifted her leg to kick the culprit.

"Weren’t you drunk?"

Shen Zhiyi felt like she had led a wolf into the house and regretted bringing him back, as he seemed to become even more unruly while drunk, rendering all her prior concerns entirely unnecessary.

"Hmm?" Pei Yu lifted his head from her chest, caught her kicking leg, and held it in his scorching palm, stroking her slightly cool skin. Seeing the annoyed expression on her face, he chuckled deeply twice, seeming quite pleased, "I am drunk, but doesn’t alcohol excite people?"

He deliberately moved closer, letting Shen Zhiyi vividly feel the changes in his body. He hooked his lips into a meaningfully light smile, "I’m very excited right now."

The bathroom’s steam condensed into droplets on the glass, the mist slowly dissipating, leaving nothing to hide behind. Uncertain whether it was from cold or embarrassment, Shen Zhiyi couldn’t help but tremble lightly, looking up into his deep and intense eyes, wanting to escape, "I want to get out."

She tried to get down from the washbasin. Pei Yu, without speaking or stopping her, sucked deeply in front of her chest. Her limbs instantly turned weak, nearly causing her to slip, and in a few movements, she accidentally delivered herself back into his arms.

She was unbearably embarrassed, "Pei Yu!"

Things were getting too chaotic.

"Zhizhi," Pei Yu leaned closer, his eyes and neck flushed with arousal, looking not much better than her. Yet he appeared effortlessly adept in handling the situation. He grabbed Shen Zhiyi’s hand, guiding it toward his restless part, his tone suddenly lower, pleading yet seductive, "Help me."

They had been more intimate before, but such actions requiring Shen Zhiyi’s initiative were new to her, half-coaxed and half-deceived by him. Her fingers stiffened as though she were holding a hot iron. Her voice was hoarse and trembling, "How can you be like this?"

She didn’t want to do it, her forehead resting against Pei Yu’s shoulder, she thumped it a few times in frustration, "Can’t you do it yourself?"

"I already did," Pei Yu said as if they were discussing the most ordinary matter, his palm pressing against hers. As she awkwardly moved, he squinted his eyes, his breath caressing her earlobe, "I can’t."

He tilted his head to kiss Shen Zhiyi’s sweat-wet face, his voice low, "Please, Zhizhi."

Unsure how long it took, but he still hadn’t finished. Shen Zhiyi’s hand grew tired, and the chill seeped into her shoulders exposed to the air. She turned her head to dodge Pei Yu’s kiss, "Why haven’t you..."

"Almost," Pei Yu also endured with discomfort, whispering into her ear, "Call me, Zhizhi, call my name."

Unable to resist his seduction, she did as he wished. In the midst of burning kisses, she stretched her neck, clinging tightly to his shoulders. His body was either wet from water or sweat, slick to the touch, "Pei Yu,"

Her breathing was rapid, "Pei Yu..."

Suddenly, Pei Yu groaned, covering her lips with his.