TLCBITAR Chapter 50

Chapter 50: The Pampered Kitten

The interactive mini-game, lasting over an hour, concluded with Zhou Zhou and Pei Yanlie’s team dominating, securing nearly all the top spots.

It was now noon, and the sports meet was temporarily suspended, with students heading towards the cafeteria.

Zhou Zhou was about to leave when a large hand gripped his arm. He looked at Pei Yanlie, puzzled, and asked, “Is there anything else, Senior Pei?”

Pei Yanlie, expressionless, stared at him with his deep eyes, his tone brooking no refusal, “Go to the principal’s office to listen to the scriptures.”

“I…” Zhou Zhou swallowed his refusal.

[Damn it! You think you can kill me with your eyes?]

He secretly grumbled, his eyes flickering, half-smiling, “Does it come with food?”

Pei Yanlie released his hand and nodded slightly. “Yes.”

Zhou Zhou’s eyes sparkled. “Did you order?” he asked curiously.

Pei Yanlie took the lead, replying in a low voice, “A’Hu bought it.”

“A’Hu? Your little follower?”

Zhou Zhou followed him slowly, looking around, spotting a bodyguard in black not far away, carrying a thermal container. “I guess that’s A’Hu.”

[Tsk tsk, such a big thermal container, is there a whole cow inside?]

[Right, where’s my thermos?]

He stopped and looked towards the bench where he’d left his thermos, but it was gone.

Because he wasn’t watching where he was going, he didn’t notice that Pei Yanlie had stopped, and he bumped into his back.

[Oh shit…]

Zhou Zhou quickly took a step back and coughed lightly, “I was distracted. My thermos is gone.”

“I’ll buy you a new one this afternoon.”

Pei Yanlie came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and looked at the blushing boy. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, his voice tinged with an ambiguous meaning.

Zhou Zhou: …

[Why is he so fixated on the thermos?]

[Why does he want to buy a thermos for me, a man?]

[Why, why, why?]

He couldn’t figure it out, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes filled with increasing confusion.

Pei Yanlie didn’t answer his inner questions, and turned to continue walking.

The midday sun was scorching. Zhou Zhou looked up at the sky.

The sky was so white it was blinding. He pushed the sleeves of his short-sleeved shirt up to his shoulders and muttered a song like a spell.

[Bake, bake, bake me darker, this pretty boy look isn’t manly enough!]

[Tomorrow, I’ll drag Chen Qihang, that little pervert, to the coast.]

[The coast is full of beauties. That little pervert will definitely get excited and transfer his affections.]

[Bikini-clad, curvy beauties, hehe…]

Pei Yanlie paused, not turning around, afraid that he would do something perverted and irreversible.

His face was tense, the anger in his eyes churning, emitting a strong aura of malevolence.

Zhou Zhou interlaced his fingers, placed them behind his head, and idly whistled, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over the man in front of him.

[That thick murderous aura, don’t scare your wife away in the future.]

[Always having a cold, dark face, as if people owe you billions.]

[Speaking of which, your family has so much wealth, it’s enough to support a soccer team of kids with Su Wanxing in the future.]

[Envy…]

It wasn’t until he entered the elevator that Zhou Zhou emptied his mind, thinking of nothing.

He was tired.

Exercising all morning had left him exhausted.

He lowered his head slightly, the hair on his forehead falling naturally over his eyes, half-closing his eyes and staring blankly at the elevator buttons.

Pei Yanlie stood beside him, his peripheral vision landing on the other’s curled, long eyelashes, the stuffiness in his heart gradually dissipating.

The quiet little kitten was adorably well-behaved.

With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened.

Zhou Zhou, in a daze, followed Pei Yanlie with light steps.

The principal of Beicheng University had just opened his door when he saw Pei Yanlie and the boy suspected of being his lover approaching. He immediately put on a flattering smile.

“President Pei and… Zhou Zhou, are you here to rest?”

Pei Yanlie gave a light “hm,” his cold gaze stabbing into him, his chin slightly raised, signaling him to get lost.

The principal, receiving the instruction, immediately gave them the office and went to rest in a smaller office downstairs.

He thought, “It looks like I need to change offices in the future.”

Zhou Zhou went to the bathroom to wash his hands, also washing the sweat off his face.

The hair on his forehead was wet, his eyelashes stuck together in damp clumps. He wiped them casually and slowly walked back into the office.

Seeing Zhou Zhou walk in with a wet face, Pei Yanlie casually pulled a few tissues and handed them to him.

“Huh? Thanks, Senior Pei.” It was rare for him to say thank you.

The next moment, the black-clad bodyguard knocked on the door, and after receiving a response, walked in.

He placed the huge thermal container on the coffee table, then opened it, took out seven or eight lunch boxes, and removed the lids.

Zhou Zhou sat on the sofa, legs apart, leaning forward, asking with interest, “Where did you buy these? They look pretty good.”

“Replying to Young Master Zhou, these dishes are all made by the Pei family’s culinary team.” After A’Hu replied respectfully, he turned and went out, closing the door behind him.

With a “gurulu” sound, Zhou Zhou covered his stomach and laughed awkwardly.

Pei Yanlie said in a low voice, “Eat. You exerted a lot of energy exercising. Eat more and replenish it.”

“Okay, then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

As soon as he said that, he picked up a bowl of rice and took a big bite, then intentionally slowed down his eating speed.

At least in front of the male lead, he couldn’t look like he hadn’t eaten delicacies in years.

“Why aren’t you eating, Senior Pei?” He raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite him.

Pei Yanlie retracted his gaze, elegantly picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite of the food.

[This food is even better than Dingsheng’s, it’s amazing!]

He narrowed his eyes slightly, emitting an aura of happiness.

Having eaten nutrient solution for nearly twenty years in his previous life, natural vegetables and meat were scarce. Now that he was here, he naturally had to enjoy it.

His bulging cheeks carried a hint of blush, cute and alluring.

At least in Pei Yanlie’s eyes, the boy opposite him at this moment was like a kitten that had retracted its claws, every part exuding cuteness and obedience.

If Zhou Zhou knew that he, a grown man, was being described this way by the male lead, he would probably be furious.

After eating his fill, he picked up the sea cucumber soup and drank it all in one gulp, wiping his mouth casually, and then leaned back on the sofa, letting out a satisfied burp.

“I’m full, so stuffed.” He said, rubbing his stomach.

The pure white sportswear was slightly see-through, vaguely revealing the scenery in front of his chest.

Pei Yanlie watched as he ate, thinking that these kinds of transparent clothes shouldn’t be worn out, only in front of him.

So he instructed the bodyguard to buy a set of dark sportswear from a nearby shopping mall, and found an excuse to have Zhou Zhou go to the bathroom to change into the newly bought clothes.

Zhou Zhou couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you buy me clothes?”

Pei Yanlie stood up, walked in front of him, looked down at him, and said meaningfully, “Are you sure you want to know?”

Zhou Zhou’s heart thumped, and an ominous premonition rose up. He felt it was better not to know.

He shook his head, changing the subject, “Didn’t you say we were going to listen to the scriptures?”

[Hurry up and play them. I need to listen to them to fall asleep!]

“Heh,” Pei Yanlie seemed to be amused by him, his chest vibrating as he let out a deep laugh.

He opened his phone, played the scriptures, and sat leisurely on the sofa, watching the boy opposite him gradually change from sitting to half-lying, and finally completely lying on his side on the sofa, fast asleep.

After sitting quietly for five minutes, he got up and walked over, putting his suit jacket over Zhou Zhou.

His fingertips gently brushed aside his hair, and he couldn’t help but lean in and leave a light kiss on his forehead.

His hand clenched and slowly released. He thought, this person was already clutched in his palm, and would never escape.