TLCBITAR Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Why is it so hot?

Chapter 124: Why is it so hot?

“Beep—”

Zhou Zhou was engrossed in the melodramatic TV show, the male and female leads were about to kiss, when Pei Yanlie’s phone call abruptly interrupted him. He lightly “tsk”ed, but still answered the phone.

“I’m waiting for you at the school gate.” Pei Yanlie’s voice was as deep and magnetic as ever.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his ear, “Honestly, I’m very curious where a big CEO like you gets so much time.”

Pei Yanlie gazed at the school gate, his eyes deep. He chuckled softly, “Change your clothes and come out, I’ll tell you in detail.”

Zhou Zhou glanced at his phone. It was exactly two o’clock in the afternoon. He asked, “What time does the movie start?”

Pei Yanlie: “Three o’clock.”

Zhou Zhou slowly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. “There’s still an hour, no need to rush out, right?”

The sound of running water transmitted through the phone into Pei Yanlie’s ear. He pursed his lips and frowned, asking, “Didn’t you close the door?”

“Huh?” Zhou Zhou was puzzled.

Pei Yanlie’s voice deepened, “Why didn’t you close the door!”

“We’re all men, what’s there to be afraid of? They don’t close the door when they pee either.” Zhou Zhou said nonchalantly.

Pei Yanlie said righteously, “You have a boyfriend now.”

Zhou Zhou paused in his handwashing, lowering his voice to retort, “Did I admit you were my boyfriend?”

“You don’t want to be my boyfriend, either.”

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and said, “Oh, you want to keep me as your lover?”

Pei Yanlie glanced at the driver, and said seriously, “I want you as my husband.”

The driver stiffened his body, his eyes fixed on the front, secretly thinking: It seems, President Pei’s affection for Young Master Zhou is more precious than gold.

He sighed again. With President Pei’s status, he could find any woman he wanted, but he actually liked a man and wanted to marry him as his wife.

Zhou Zhou quickly walked out of the dormitory, his face flushed red, and scolded in a low voice, “Shameless.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, walked slowly towards the elevator in his flip-flops, looked at the blushing boy in the elevator’s reflective mirror, and muttered to himself, “This weather is really damn hot.”

The elevator doors opened on the fifth floor. Zhu Li, clinging tightly to Fu Chenye’s arm, glared at Zhou Zhou with hostility.

“You need to get those crossed eyes fixed.” Seeing them standing still, seemingly not intending to enter the elevator, Zhou Zhou pressed the close button with one hand and unceremoniously complained.

Zhu Li’s face darkened instantly, wanting to reach out and block the closing elevator door, but was pulled back by Fu Chenye.

“Didn’t you see the bodyguard standing behind him? Looking for a beating?”

Zhu Li snorted coldly, watching the elevator doors close in front of him. “Fu Chenye, do you still like him?”

Fu Chenye’s face was gloomy, his suppressed voice carrying a dangerous undertone, “He’s Pei Yanlie’s man, how can I like him?”

“Oh, just unwilling.” Zhu Li looked up at him, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction.

“Don’t mention him. You said your dad would help my family through this difficult time.” Fu Chenye said directly.

Zhu Li wrapped his arms around his neck, and said ambiguously, “Yeah, but this help isn’t free.”

Fu Chenye raised his hand and pinched his chin, and said coldly, “What do you want?”

“Are you asking even though you know? I like you, and I want to sleep with you.” Zhu Li stared straight at his face, his face showing infatuation.

“Your ass so itchy?” Fu Chenye put an arm around his waist and walked towards the stairs, then moved his hand down and pinched his butt.

Zhu Li’s whole body went weak, his breathing gradually quickening. If the Fu family hadn’t fallen into a slump, allowing him to take advantage of the situation, Fu Chenye probably wouldn’t have taken a liking to him.

He was infatuated with Fu Chenye’s appearance and figure, and even more infatuated with his perverse attributes. Just thinking about it for a moment made his body unbearably hot.

…

Zhou Zhou bought two popsicles at the convenience store on the way, eating them as he walked towards the school gate.

“Sure enough, in such hot weather, you should eat something frozen to cool down.” Zhou Zhou took a bite of the popsicle, the icy coolness rushing into his throat, and the heat on his face gradually dissipated.

He walked straight out of the school gate, standing in the shade of a tree and waving to the Pei Yanlie in the car, “Want one? If not, it’s all mine.”

Pei Yanlie opened the car door and got out of the car, his feet in shiny black leather shoes, walking towards Zhou Zhou step by step.

“Oh, you’re not wearing a suit?” Zhou Zhou looked Pei Yanlie up and down, who was still dressed formally. “First time seeing you in a white shirt.”

[Should be the second time, the first time was in a dream.]

Pei Yanlie’s lips slightly curved, walking up to him, he raised his hand to wipe away the light green liquid from the corner of his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Does it look good?”

Zhou Zhou shoved the popsicle in the plastic bag into his hand, took a step back, and casually said, “With President Pei’s figure, he would look good even wearing a burlap sack.”

[Even become narcissistic?]

[Although I don’t want to admit it, but Pei Yanlie’s face and figure are really enviable, jealous, and hateful!]

Zhou Zhou lowered his head and looked at himself, not wanting to talk anymore.

[Comparing people is infuriating, no, I’ll start exercising tomorrow! No, starting tonight, I’ll try to get eight-pack abs in a month!]

Pei Yanlie unwrapped the popsicle, looked at Zhou Zhou’s extremely red lips with an ambiguous expression, and put the popsicle in his mouth.

[Big brother, don’t you think your expression is a bit perverted?!]

[Stop staring at me while biting the popsicle, it’s giving me a headache.]

Zhou Zhou felt uncomfortable all over from his gaze, as if he was the popsicle in his hand.

[I admire you, popsicle bro, I’m leaving, I’m leaving first.]

He raised his foot and walked towards the car, and said in a muffled voice, “I’ll get in the car first, it’s too hot.”

[Pei Yanlie is doing it on purpose, he’s full of bad ideas!]

The air conditioner was on in the car, and Zhou Zhou was leaning against the car window secretly glaring at Pei Yanlie, who had finished the popsicle in two bites, looking like he had known it all along. “I was in front of you, and you ate it slower than a turtle, acting, you’re really good at acting!”

The driver was suffering and couldn’t hold it in, his shoulders twitching.

It was rare to see President Pei with such a cute side.

Zhou Zhou consciously sat on the other side, crossed his legs, and concealed his highly nervous emotions beneath a lazy exterior.

His eyes were constantly on Pei Yanlie, his lips tightly pursed, his mind gradually going blank.

“Raise your head, let me see your neck.” Pei Yanlie moved next to him, his slender hand gently raising his chin, his eyes deeply fixed on his neck.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Zhou Zhou shrank his neck back.

“Remember to apply the ointment the hospital prescribed.”

“Okay.”

Pei Yanlie gently pinched his chin, his thumb stroking his soft lips, “What flavor was the popsicle you just ate?”

Zhou Zhou pried his hand away, turned his head, and said in a low voice, “Matcha.”

“Was it good?”

Zhou Zhou’s eyelids fluttered slightly, knowing that this person was starting to have ideas about him again, he pretended to dislike it and said, “Very bitter, disgusting.”

“Really disgusting? I saw you finish it all.”

“It’s shameful to waste food.”

“Mm, makes sense.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yanlie lowered his head and sealed his lips, gently nibbling, and said in a low voice, “The flavor I ate was very sweet, let you try it, to neutralize the bitterness in your mouth.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to… um”

As soon as his mouth opened, a hot tongue wrapped around him.

Zhou Zhou was forced to raise his head, enduring his gentle offensive, only feeling a tingling sensation rising in his mouth, spreading along his neck to his chest.

[Damn it, why is it so hot, Pei Yanlie, is the car’s air conditioner broken?]

The driver put on his headphones in a timely manner, his expression serious, sweat beading on his forehead.