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    Chapter 255: Outright Kidnapping?

    Chapter 255: Outright Kidnapping?

    As time passed, waves of students came and went at the coffee stand. Zhou Zhou was as busy as a spinning top, without even time to go to the restroom.

    “I can’t hold it anymore, it’s really tight.” Zhou Zhou pressed his lower abdomen with one hand, his thin lips pursed tightly, his expression a bit distorted.

    The girl wearing the maid costume was attentive and noticed his abnormality. She quickly leaned in and asked in a low voice, “Brother Zhou, are you feeling unwell?”

    “Too much coffee, I’ll be back in a bit.” Zhou Zhou didn’t explain it too clearly, but the girl had an expression that said, “I understand.” “Go ahead, there’s still an hour until the end of the event. They’ve all run off to watch Little Star’s performance, so there won’t be too many people coming up.”

    Zhou Zhou tugged at the bow tie around his neck, then twisted his slightly sore neck and said in a slow voice, “I’ll be right back.”

    He raised his polished leather shoes, turned and walked towards the back door of the coffee stand, lifted the cloth curtain and walked towards the restroom.

    A sweet and lively song came from the playground. Zhou Zhou knew that Su Wanxing’s performance had officially begun.

    He tilted his head and glanced at the playground, which was crowded with a mass of people, each craning their necks to watch Su Wanxing on the high platform.

    Zhou Zhou slowed his pace, took a deep breath, and the feeling of tightness in his abdomen eased a little. It seemed that the faster he walked, the more obvious the feeling became.

    The coffee stand was only ten meters away from the nearest restroom. Zhou Zhou looked at the several girls standing at the entrance. The girls even waved at him with sparkling eyes. He hesitated for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the restroom in the small woods.

    Although it was a bit further away, there weren’t many people around. Zhou Zhou tugged at the hem of his tailcoat, trying to conceal something.

    He quickened his pace and walked into the men’s restroom, pulled out the shirt that was tucked into his pants, then pulled down his zipper and started to relieve himself. His slightly furrowed brows gradually smoothed out, and his expression completely relaxed. His narrowed eyes held a meaning of laziness and comfort.

    “Hoo… comfortable…”

    The sound of water continued for a while. He shook himself and was just about to pull up his zipper when a series of heavy, rapid footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

    Zhou Zhou’s movements froze. He only saw a tall, strong figure out of the corner of his eye. Before he could react, a piece of soft cloth covered his eyes.

    His vision went black. He opened his mouth and only managed to let out a horrified “Ah” before something was stuffed into his mouth.

    Damn it, this scene is so familiar. Is it Pei Yanlie?!

    His body suddenly became weightless. He was carried on the man’s shoulder. From the initial struggle to the familiar scent, his wildly beating heart slowly returned to normal.

    [Pei Yanlie! What the hell is wrong with you!]

    [This is school, how dare you openly kidnap me?!]

    [Put me down, my work isn’t finished yet.]

    He grabbed the clothes on the man’s back with both hands, kneading them fiercely. His fingers quietly moved towards his chest, even wanting to slip through the gap and pinch his firm pectoral muscles.

    The next second, his hands were bound by cold metal cuffs.

    Zhou Zhou: …

    [It’s always this trick, can’t you use something else?]

    A gust of hot air reached Zhou Zhou’s ear. He couldn’t help but shrink his neck. “Speak, are you mute? Don’t think I won’t recognize you if you don’t speak! Pei Yanlie, I’m too familiar with your scent.”

    “Where are your hands touching?” The man’s voice was suppressed and low, containing a strong warning. He slapped Zhou Zhou’s tailbone hard, his gaze falling on the fox tail behind the tailcoat. His eyes were dark and deep. “Little Zhou, dressing up like this behind my back, who are you trying to seduce?”

    [Bro, it’s just a butler’s tailcoat, I’m not even showing any skin! Who am I seducing?! Don’t slander me!]

    Zhou Zhou stammered, his feet restlessly kicking on Pei Yanlie’s thighs.

    “A bunch of little girls surrounding you, touching your head, face, and linking arms. So popular,” Pei Yanlie tightened his arms, forcefully holding his legs. His gaze shifted to the extremely noticeable tail, wanting to slap it hard.

    [Put me down first. You can’t just leave without saying goodbye!]

    Pei Yanlie narrowed his cold eyes, refusing to allow any objection. “You’re not allowed to go!”

    [Is President Pei’s possessive streak acting up again? So domineering, where do you want to take me?]

    Pei Yanlie stopped walking and looked around. This was inside the small woods, almost invisible to anyone. To avoid being disturbed, he eventually carried Zhou Zhou out of the school and into the hovercar.

    He placed Zhou Zhou on the seat next to him, his eyes fixed on the silver-haired boy wearing fox ears. His Adam’s apple bobbed violently, feeling his mouth go dry.

    A surge of heat flowed from top to bottom, spreading throughout his body. Pei Yanlie raised his hand and rubbed the fox ears, saying in a hoarse voice, “Dressing up so nicely in front of outsiders, how should I punish you?”

    [Punish your ××]

    His cheek was pinched, and Zhou Zhou protested in dissatisfaction.

    The hand lingering on his cheek refused to leave, pinching and stroking, the movements teasing and ambiguous.

    Zhou Zhou turned sideways, trying to dodge, but ultimately couldn’t escape Pei Yanlie’s clutches.

    The hovercar slowly ascended, leaving Beicheng University, and landed at Pei Yanlie’s private manor ten minutes later.

    Pei Yanlie took away the tie that was stuffed in Zhou Zhou’s mouth, untied the blindfold, and after Zhou Zhou adjusted to the change in light, he pulled him onto his lap. “You like cosplay?”

    Zhou Zhou curled his lip and “hmphed,” turning his head to look out the window, refusing to look at Pei Yanlie.

    Pei Yanlie reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to only look at him. “Answer my question.”

    Zhou Zhou looked at his dark face, raised his butt, wanting to sit next to him, but Pei Yanlie wouldn’t let him go.

    “What are you asking this for?” Zhou Zhou became alert, not directly answering his question.

    Pei Yanlie slowly unbuttoned his collar and cuffs, his dark eyes as sharp as a wild beast, staring intently at his prey. “Whatever Little Zhou likes, I naturally have to try my best to satisfy.”

    He opened the door of the hovercar, and once again carried him on his shoulder, striding into the manor.

    Zhou Zhou’s attention had long been attracted by the surrounding environment. He murmured, “General Pei, are you sure you haven’t embezzled anything? Is this a villa for people to live in? It’s so luxurious, it’s blinding.”

    It was his first time entering this manor. The lush green lawn was full of vitality, surrounding the central flower garden, where the flowers were in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance.

    “Put me down, I’m not disabled!” He shouted at the top of his lungs.

    Pei Yanlie patted his thigh meat, holding him even tighter. How could he bear to let go of the incredibly tactile body on his shoulder?

    Seeing himself being forcefully carried into the manor’s living room, Zhou Zhou belatedly reacted. “Don’t get horny in broad daylight!”

    As soon as he finished speaking, he was thrown onto the wide sofa, his whole body bouncing on it. A figure pressed down on him, and he quickly blocked his chest with both hands, preventing Pei Yanlie from getting closer.

    “Heh.”

    Pei Yanlie chuckled, seemingly mocking his overestimation of his own strength. He easily grabbed his wrist with one hand, suppressing it above his head, and unhesitatingly lowered his head to block his lips.

    An overwhelming kiss, suffocating, impossible to resist.

    Zhou Zhou was kissed into a daze, quickly succumbing to his offensive.

    [Pei Yanlie, have you been secretly practicing your kissing skills behind my back!]

    Pei Yanlie rubbed the silver wig with one hand, gently nibbling on his lips. “You like it?”

    Zhou Zhou’s cheeks were stained with a light blush, the reddened corners of his eyes tilting upwards. He contradicted himself, “Tch, dog-like kissing skills… mmm…”

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