Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 232 The Princess and the Pea 35

An Bai was angry a few days ago, and Pei Qiuchi was also furious after knowing the whole story. He punished him to kneel in the ancestral hall behind the old house for a whole night, and then used a rattan stick to beat his back in front of all the ancestors until it was covered with blood.

Later, Qing Wan started to avoid people by any means necessary, and because Pei Huai was not at home, she could only go to Wen Shixu or Wen Qiyu for food.

Pei Ziyuan, who was already tense, was tortured by her to the point of collapse. The drastic emotional fluctuations, coupled with the physical injuries, caused him to have a fever for several days in a row. He only felt better today.

After hearing about this, the bullied little fool originally wanted to come and watch the show, but his slow-moving brain was so clumsy that he was finally controlled by him.

Qing Wan, who was not very happy, tried hard to pretend that she was not afraid at all, and stared at people in an attempt to scare them.

"Hurry up and give me my phone back, or I'll really get angry."

Pei Ziyuan, who was leaning against the bed, had greed in his eyes. He traced her eyebrows and eyes inch by inch with his sight. His lips curled up slightly, and he whispered coaxingly as if to seduce her: "Baby, come and get it yourself, okay."

"You are not allowed to call me that."

"Why?" Pei Ziyuan's eyes were strange, and his voice was mixed with a hint of coldness: "Pei Huai can shout, Wen Shixu can shout, but I can't?"

Qing Wan seemed to be frightened by his tone, annoyed and afraid, and her sweet and soft voice trembled a little.

"They are nice to me. They are not like you who are mean to me at every turn."

"I didn't." Pei Ziyuan frowned: "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just..."

"You were just fierce!"

Qing Wan interrupted him angrily, looking like she couldn't stand it any longer, stepped on the carpet barefoot, rushed over and hit Pei Ziyuan on the head.

"You still say you haven't been mean to me, but you don't even admit what you just did, you bad dog!"

The idiot's eyes were red with anger. The anger that had been suppressed for several days suddenly burst out. He didn't care that Pei Ziyuan had just recovered from a serious illness and had a bandage on his back under his pajamas. He scratched people like an angry kitten.

But she was weak and her whole body felt soft and fragrant, and she even stumbled when she was bullying others.

The jealousy that had originally burned through Pei Ziyuan's heart now seemed to have melted into sweet water. A faint smile spread across his long eyes, and he put his arm around her waist to steady her.

But the stressed stupid cat subconsciously thought that he was going to bite her tongue again like before. She was so frightened that her pupils widened a little, and the hand pressing on his collarbone subconsciously exerted force, directly scratching out a long red mark.

In an instant, the breathing sound in his ears suddenly became heavy, and the black fog in Pei Ziyuan's heart suddenly expanded. The originally thin love found an outlet at this moment like a flood bursting through a dam, and rushed towards Qing Wan with extreme enthusiasm.

really.

Qing Wan's guess was confirmed. Pei Ziyuan's love accumulated in his body. The pain gave rise to desire, and desire released love.

The succubus, who had just returned from the Wen family, was now well fed and indifferent to the black mist that was eager to be swallowed. Instead, she pretended that she hadn't noticed anything and continued to provoke them in an extremely vicious way.

She looked frightened and at a loss, struggling to escape, scratching people with her round fingertips, and her voice was a little tearful.

"Don't hit me, Pei Ziyuan, you bad dog, let me go now."

Listening to the increasingly rapid breathing in her ears, she was so frightened that she thought Pei Ziyuan was so angry that he was about to hit someone.

But instead of taking action, the other party used his arms to lift her up and hold her tightly in his arms.

Only then did Qing Wan see his expression clearly. His eyes were dark and fanatical, his face was flushed, and his lips were as bright as if soaked in blood. He looked like a monster from another world, strange, handsome, and seductive.

"Baby……"

The hoarse voice was filled with lust, the blue veins on the neck covered with red marks were throbbing, the thick Adam's apple slid up and down, and the taut trace of rationality seemed to be crumbling.

He whispered, "That was great."

"So..." Pei Ziyuan paused slightly, pulled Qing Wan's fingertips and pressed them on his trembling Adam's apple, smiled and sighed: "Now, use more force, okay."

The black mist rubbed against Qing Wan's lips impatiently, just like its master whose mind had collapsed, anxious and uneasy.

As if to appease her, Pei Ziyuan tried to hide his abnormality, pulled the corner of his lips, and coaxed: "Brother will vent your anger, you can punish me however you want."

"Don't hide from me anymore, baby."

"Talk to me more, look at me more, don't ignore me."

"Please……"

The last two trembling words were completely drowned out by the sudden sound of the door opening, and Qing Wan did not hear clearly.

She blinked blankly, and before she could react, the person who came in pulled her roughly into his arms.

The scent of pine snow mixed with the fragrance of peony wafted into Qing Wan's nose. She turned her head and saw Wen Shixu, whose face was cold and whose murderous intent was sharp and violent, staring at Pei Ziyuan.

The latter was no less impressive, his scarlet eyes seemed to show that he wanted to tear the invaders of his territory to pieces!

The black fog that ordinary people cannot see was equally restless and twisted with jealousy. As soon as Wen Shixu appeared, he violently crushed all the pink love that tried to approach Qing Wan.

An Bai, who was one step behind, just came in and felt a chill on the back of her neck due to the sharp and murderous atmosphere. The instinctive fear even made her steps stiffen for a moment.

It was Qing Wan who noticed her first. She acted as if she had seen a savior. Without even looking at Pei Ziyuan, she grabbed Wen Shixu and dragged An Bai away.

Black Fog subconsciously wanted to chase after it, but he was blocked by the overwhelming pink love and had no chance. His body was scattered but he was unable to break out of the blockade.

With a "bang", the door was closed again.

In the silence, the spreading smell of blood gradually became more obvious.

Pei Ziyuan loosened his fingertips, and blood gushed out from his scratched palm, all dripping onto the thin quilt.

It took a long time for the suffocated gasp to struggle out of his chest again. His pupils shrank to the extreme, his face was frighteningly pale, and his whole body was shaking slightly.

When he was about to lose control, he staggered out of bed, went to the corner to rummage through the drawers, awkwardly took out the new prescription of sedatives, and swallowed many of them in a row.

But the anxiety and restlessness that were almost driving him crazy still showed no relief.

She couldn't go find someone, she already hated him...

Curled up in the corner, Pei Ziyuan gasped for breath, his negative emotions collapsing like a landslide and tsunami, and his self-loathing reached its peak at this moment.

At the same time, Pei Hui, who had just come down from the field, didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face. He rushed to the sidelines, took out his cell phone and saw that there was still no reply.

No calls or messages.

The joy of victory just now was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. Ignoring his teammates who were celebrating, he strode to the corner and dialed Qing Wan's number.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."