Extreme Pampering
Chapter 138: I have been thinking about you.

Chapter 138: 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."

She still wanted to justify herself, feeling that he had been cold to her for too long, "I barely even watched."

Shen Zhiyi felt even more wronged thinking about it, "I don’t even remember what they looked like."

She was distracted while watching, her thoughts on him the whole time.

Pei Yu looked down at her, his pupils dark, "Is that the truth, or are you just pacifying me?"

"It’s true," she said, as he bent his head down, Shen Zhiyi kissed the corner of his lips. If it were any other time, he would have taken the initiative long ago, but now he seemed unresponsive as if not feeling it, leaving her feeling a bit neglected, "I’ve been thinking of you the whole time."

She hung her head and buried her face in the pillow.

She didn’t want to kiss anymore; the man was so indifferent, acting as if he wasn’t interested at all.

She stopped trying after barely two seconds, Pei Yu let out a light laugh, and at last, some emotion appeared on his stoic face. He reached out to touch her face, making her expose her eyes to look at him.

He leaned in over her, a smile curling the corner of his lips, and asked leisurely, "What exactly were you thinking of me?"

Shen Zhiyi stayed silent, his hand that had been hidden beneath her dress moved slightly, forcing her to react. Out of habit, she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Wondering what you were doing."

Her skin was pale, and when she blushed, it was very noticeable, especially being so close. Pei Yu could clearly see the flush of embarrassment rapidly spreading from her ears to her neck, even such straightforward expressions made her feel shy.

He hadn’t dared to tease her before for fear of angering her, but now he had become somewhat confident, or perhaps adept, knowing that most of the time, a little coaxing would get her to say what he wanted to hear.

She had a tender heart and was easily deceived.

Pei Yu enticed her softly, "What else were you thinking of?"

Once she started speaking, it was no longer that difficult to continue. Shen Zhiyi was completely unaware that this wasn’t the first time Pei Yu had used this tactic to coax her. She hesitated, then said quietly, "Wondering what your reaction would be if you knew."

So I was nervous and guilty the whole time, and couldn’t concentrate.

Pei Yu’s eyes shimmered with laughter, "Hmm, what did you think my reaction would be?"

"You’d be jealous," Shen Zhiyi’s voice was even quieter, "and you’d be mad at me."

Having thought it through, I was sure I had to hide it from him, not let him know, but I couldn’t keep it a secret for even half a day.

Pei Yu laughed upon hearing this, his fingertip circling her plump, glossy lips, "Would I get mad at you over something like this?"

Of course, I’d be jealous, and naturally unhappy, but I would never scold her over such a trivial matter. I couldn’t even bear to give her the cold shoulder; I’d just let her know how I felt, then take an inch and go a mile. Didn’t I rush back to the country overnight to seek my own sweet reward?

"Well, that’s hard to say," Shen Zhiyi had indeed let her imagination run wild during the show, and hearing him refute her guess, she barely agreed, "If you knew, you’d get upset, and when you’re upset, you’d drink. And after drinking, wouldn’t you come looking for me to act crazy drunk?"

"I wouldn’t," Pei Yu’s brows darkened with a hint of earnestness, remembering that episode which still troubled him to this day. Ever since then, he had become acutely aware of how out of control he could become concerning matters related to her, and he wouldn’t let the same thing happen again.

"I wouldn’t get crazy drunk with you," Pei Yu whispered reassuringly, "nor would I scold you."

The bright light from the bedside lamp was blocked by him; Shen Zhiyi looked at his somewhat hazy eyes in the night and bit at his fingertips, "Alright, I’ll take your word for it, for now."

She had two slightly sharp little canine teeth that tickled his fingertip, bringing Pei Yu back to his senses with a laugh, "How did this turn into scolding me? This time, you’re the one who upset me."

Seeing him steer the conversation back, Shen Zhiyi quickly covered herself with the blanket, "I’m going to sleep now."

"Wait, sleep in a bit," Pei Yu grabbed her phone from the bedside table and unlocked it successfully using her fingertip, "Don’t think a kiss is enough to smooth this over."

Shen Zhiyi poked her face out from the blanket, visibly dejected, "What now?"

Chairman Pei is notoriously difficult to appease.

Pei Yu handed her the phone, the screen showing her chat history with Qin Xiaoran, "Tell her to not involve you in matters that don’t foster a good relationship between husband and wife in the future."

Shen Zhiyi: "...What kind of husband and wife..."

So shameless.

Pei Yu smoothly corrected himself, "Then, let’s say lovers."

Shen Zhiyi, with the phone pushed into her hands, had no choice but to send a message as Pei Yu said, "Then you’re not allowed to trouble Xiaoran anymore."

Knowing Pei Yu’s pettiness, she seriously doubted he wouldn’t settle scores with Qin Xiaoran afterwards.

"I won’t."

Pei Yu couldn’t be bothered with that girl, messing with her would only drive a wedge between him and his wife, and he was not foolish.

He put the phone back in its place and then took her to the bathroom for a quick clean-up; she had sweated earlier, and then he had kissed her all over.

"If you do it again, it won’t be this easy next time."

Shen Zhiyi, snuggled in his arms and drifting off to sleep, couldn’t respond; she could only murmur in her heart, never again.