TLCBITAR Chapter 132

Chapter 132: I’m Jealous

Zhou Zhou was forced by Pei Yanlie to the terrace. He leaned tightly against the railing, his voice trembling as he said, “Pei Yanlie! What are you doing with the iron chain? This behavior of yours is really perverted!”

Pei Yanlie grabbed his waist, pulled him away from the railing, and then carried him over his shoulder into the room.

He knew that Zhou Zhou hadn’t done anything with that girl, but he still couldn’t help being jealous!

Why should she be allowed into such a private place as the room!

Pei Yanlie threw Zhou Zhou onto the bed. Zhou Zhou bounced twice on the bed, got up, and tried to run, but how could Pei Yanlie let him have his way? He leaned down and pressed him tightly, his voice low and heavy as he whispered close to his ear, “I’m angry.”

Zhou Zhou used both hands to prop against his solid, iron-like chest, his face dark as he cursed in a low voice, “Does being angry mean you have to bully me!”

Pei Yanlie grabbed his wrist, pressed it above his head, and said in a low voice, “You provoked it.”

“I was just chatting with Su Wanxing, we didn’t do anything. What do you mean by coming in like you’re catching someone in the act? Do you think I’m that kind of casual person?” Zhou Zhou was so angry that his eyes turned red, and a sense of grievance welled up inside him.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, and you’re already crying.” Pei Yanlie lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his voice low and husky, “I believe you.”

“You believe my ass! If you believed me, would you come to my door with iron chains?! If you believed me, would you pin me down here and bully me?! If you believed me, you… mm…”

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was heavily blocked by Pei Yanlie, the kiss forceful, as if trying to swallow him whole.

The French kiss was more intense than ever before. Zhou Zhou couldn’t withstand his onslaught, his legs thrashing wildly.

“Mmm…”

[He resorts to forceful kissing at the slightest disagreement, only knows how to bully people!]

[Your teeth bumped against mine, it hurts.]

[I’m out of breath, get off!]

Pei Yanlie gave one last heavy kiss, slowly withdrawing, his chest rising and falling sharply, his gaze fixed on Zhou Zhou’s wet, hazy eyes, his breathing rapid and heavy. He reached out and gently caressed Zhou Zhou’s swollen lips, lowered his head again to give a gentle kiss, his suppressed voice thick with desire.

“I believe you.”

“I’m jealous.”

“Zhou Zhou, I can’t stand other people being alone with you in a room.”

Zhou Zhou gasped for a long time, and only after his emotions had calmed down did he say in a muffled voice, “Why the iron chains? It’s scary.”

Pei Yanlie kissed the tip of his ear, his movements very light, “My jealousy made me lose my mind. I’ll throw it in the trash later, it’s not for you.”

Zhou Zhou snorted softly, “It’s a waste to throw it away. It’s more suitable for you.”

Pei Yanlie was stunned for a moment, then gently bit his earlobe, his voice dangerous, “Do you dare?”

An itchy sensation came from his ear, and Zhou Zhou shrank his neck, “Pei the President dares to do anything, how could I lag behind you? Are you letting me put it on you?”

[Hmph, around your neck.]

Pei Yanlie’s eyes darkened, and he pinched his waist as punishment. This brain of his really dares to think.

Zhou Zhou moved his legs, “Don’t press on me, get off.”

“You were jealous in the office today.” Pei Yanlie looked at the flushed face of the person beneath him, his voice hoarse.

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and retorted, “Are you daydreaming? Why would I be jealous? President Pei wouldn’t think I’ve fallen in love with you, would you?”

Pei Yanlie got up, sat next to him, and pulled Zhou Zhou up, looking at him face to face. He said very certainly, “You weren’t happy.”

After speaking, he bent his leg and pulled Zhou Zhou to sit on his lap.

The ambiguous position made Zhou Zhou struggle a few times. The strong presence of Junior Brother Pei made him stiffen, and he stopped moving.

“I… which eye of yours saw that I wasn’t happy!” Zhou Zhou put his hands on his shoulders, his gaze falling to the side, refusing to look at Pei Yanlie.

Pei Yanlie moved his leg. He exclaimed, his face instantly flushed red, and he suppressed his voice to curse, “I wipe! Can you stop moving!”

[What a perverted position!]

Pei Yanlie lifted the hem of his shirt, his voice hoarse beyond recognition, “Little Zhou, I want to see you cry.”

“What a nasty hobby.”

A numb, painful sensation rose in his chest. Zhou Zhou frowned tightly, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the redness on his face became more and more obvious.

…

Early the next morning, Zhou Zhou turned over with his pillow in his arms, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes snapped open.

The spot next to him was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched it, the sheet was cold, obviously he had left early.

He sat up, lifted his clothes, and looked down at his chest, which was covered with ambiguous, purplish hickeys, in varying shades.

“Pei Yanlie always likes to abuse this place, so perverted.”

He raised his hand to touch it, a slight stinging pain.

Crap! I didn’t make any noise last night, did I?

Little Star is in the next room, did she hear any strange noises?

“Knock knock knock”

The door was knocked on, and an unfamiliar voice rang out, “Young Master Zhou, I am the villa’s butler, breakfast is ready.”

Zhou Zhou gave an “oh” and got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and inadvertently looked at the mirror, almost scared shitless.

His swollen lips were as if he had eaten a super spicy hot pot, a ghastly sight, and there were several red and purple strawberries printed on his neck. It was clear that Pei Yanlie, that bastard, had deliberately planted them.

He covered his neck and felt sullen, “Such a strong possessive desire, what a terrifying man.”

After slowly washing up, he squatted in front of the suitcase, rummaging for a high-necked shirt. However, all the clothes he had brought were low-necked, revealing his collarbones. What a rip-off.

“Should I cover them with band-aids?” He muttered to himself, “One won’t cover it, forget it, let them look if they want.”

He casually found a sleeveless black t-shirt and put it on, paired with beige casual five-quarter pants, and opened the door to walk out of the room, wearing flip-flops.

Coincidentally, the door next door opened, and Su Wanxing floated out in a wandering soul state, floated to Zhou Zhou, and said faintly, “So, President Pei’s little lover is you.”

Zhou Zhou instantly froze, swallowing hard.

“Hehe, hehe.” Su Wanxing chuckled in a low voice, her laughter eerie, then took three steps back, away from Zhou Zhou, “From now on, stay away from me. I’m afraid that man will see and kill me.”

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the stairwell with unsteady steps.

Zhou Zhou: …

Sure enough, she heard it. I didn’t cry last night, did I?

Didn’t cry… right?

He wasn’t even sure himself, so he took out his phone and sent Pei Yanlie a message.

[Zhou Zhou: President Pei, did I cry last night?]

Pei Yanlie had just walked into the office when he received Zhou Zhou’s message, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled lowly, quickly replying.

[Pei Yanlie: Call me husband and I’ll tell you.]

Zhou Zhou resisted the urge to throw his phone away and cursed in a low voice.

[Zhou Zhou: Have you no shame?]

[Pei Yanlie: Cried.]

[Zhou Zhou: Not lying to me?]

[Pei Yanlie: (Video)]

“I wipe! You even recorded a video!” Zhou Zhou hid back in the room, closed the door, and clicked it open, his face red.

Ambiguous sounds instantly drilled into his ears.

“…Pei Yanlie…hot”

“Pei Yanlie…my legs are going to break.”

“I feel so dizzy…”

Low sobs and a man’s sexy, deep breathing intertwined, making Zhou Zhou’s scalp tingle, and goosebumps rose all over his arms.

[Zhou Zhou: That’s definitely not me!]

[Pei Yanlie: (Picture)]

Zhou Zhou clicked open the picture, and what came into view was his own face, full of blush and exuding sensuality, his wet eyes half-closed, his eyelashes still hanging with tears that had not yet fallen, his unusually rosy lips held by Pei Yanlie’s fingers.

A look of shyness and enjoyment.

He suddenly fell onto the bed, burying his face deeply in the pillow, his ears visibly red.

“Pei Yanlie!”