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Pei Luoyi glanced at the servant who was sizing her up, and then shrank back from the door. Only her neck and head could be seen through the crack in the door. She wiped her eyes and smiled at the servant, "I'll go take a bath. It'll be quick."
Then he quickly closed the door.
The servant was startled by the door that suddenly closed. After standing for a while, he recovered his senses and went downstairs with a head full of fog.
She stood behind the door for a moment, stunned. Then, she turned around and walked into the bathroom, taking a quick shower.
Without taking a bath, she still felt like a man was branding himself onto her.
She came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and changed into a conservative two-piece pajamas from the closet.
It was for no other reason than to block the marks on his neck and collarbone.
However, there were still a few mottled marks on the side of his neck that couldn't be stopped. If he were to use a handkerchief to block it, it would seem very sudden.
Pei Luoyi stood in front of the mirror and touched her hair with her hand. She had no choice but to straighten her hair to block the view. After seeing that it was almost done, she went downstairs.
The man did not appear in the dining hall until she finished eating and then put down the utensils.
He asked the servant to tell him that he had not come down from the second floor after he had ordered dinner, and that he had been summoned to his room. He seemed to be bathing in the bathroom.
Bath?
Pei Luoyi was puzzled. Hadn't he already washed it before?
Due to the two of them nagging at each other on the flowerbed, Pei Luoyi went upstairs after her "dinner". It was already past nine and she didn't feel sleepy as she had slept too much during the day.
She vaguely remembered the stairs that led down to the garden at the end of the second floor corridor. When she was full, she felt bored and decided to take a walk.
However, he didn't expect that the moment he stepped onto the last flight of stairs on the second floor, a man's silhouette would appear before him.
He changed into a dark casual suit, one hand in his pocket.
"Where are you going?"
Pei Luoyi was still holding onto the banister of the staircase. Seeing this, she unconsciously pointed at the staircase. She did not know whether to leave or not. She did not have the courage to walk over, so she just stood there stiffly.
"I'm full …" Want to go for a walk... "
The man came to a stop in front of her, and a cold, watery aura assaulted his senses.
Pei Luoyi was slightly taken aback. She raised her head to look at his pale skin. Her heart couldn't help but throb as she went to take a bath … Did he take a cold shower?
Even if she was any slower, she would have realized what he was doing this for.
She didn't have time to pay attention to what had happened the last second and subconsciously reached out to grab his other hand. As expected, there was a touch of icy cold, the sort of cold that lasts for too long in the cold water.
He wasn't taking a shower, he was taking a cold shower.
Realizing this, Pei Luoyi's heart once again skipped a beat.
From the time she ran out to the time she finished her meal, half an hour had passed.
Did he take a cold bath for half an hour?
"Are you crazy?" The nameless anger started burning up in an instant, and Pei Luoyi's eyebrows were twisted into a twist as she glared angrily at the man. "It's almost autumn now, the water is very cold, don't you know that your leg is injured, and you can't stay in the cold water for too long?" Do you want to have problems with that cold old man's legs? "
Gong Yan let her take his hand, wrapping it around her warm palms, the corner of his mouth formed a faint smile, "Without soaking in cold water, how do you think I should calm down? "Hmm?"
His voice was low to the point of being hoarse, yet it was also extremely magnetic and pleasant to the ears. As he faintly smiled, Pei Luoyi only felt her heartstrings being lightly plucked at.
She felt her face heat up. His tone was too ambiguous, and it revealed his true feelings … In a state of panic, she threw his hand away.
"I can't be bothered with you. I'm full, so I'm going for a walk." Pei Luoyi said in a bad mood and was about to walk around him.
Gong Yan seized her for himself, then took her in his arms and led her downstairs, "I haven't eaten yet, accompany me."
Pei Luoyi was struggling in his arms as she didn't like being so intimate with others. She then shouted in a low voice, "Gong Yan!"
The man looked down at her and smiled faintly. He didn't reply, but the strength in his arms became even stronger.
Pei Luoyi was forcefully dragged back into the dining room, and was pressed down by the man to a seat beside him.
The servant took away the cold dishes and ordered the kitchen to cook a few more dishes before bringing them up. The man gave a few instructions while the chef prepared a dessert and brought it to the table.
Therefore, while the man was eating leisurely with his chopsticks, Pei Luoyi was standing at the side, poking at the Jell-O pudding with a little appetite. She stared at his clearly defined profile with resentment.
Since it was useless for her to sit here, he might as well let her go for a walk after dinner to eat.
While Pei Luoyi was muttering to himself, he was slowly destroying the dessert.
When she finished, the man put down his chopsticks.
Pei Luoyi was full to the brim. As a foodie who didn't have much of an obvious attribute, wasting food was definitely a shameful thing.
The immediate consequence, however, was that she felt sick to her stomach.
Gong Yan put down his napkin, calmly glanced at the bloated woman, pushed back his chair and stood up.
He took her hand and left the dining room.
Puzzled, Pei Luoyi followed after the man, "Where else do you want to go?"
She wanted nothing more than to sit on the sofa and rest.
Gong Yan tilted his head and glanced at her, "Aren't you going to take a walk and eat?"
Pei Luoyi pouted and said, "But I can still hold on. I don't want to go …"
The man stared at her expressionlessly for a moment, causing her to feel weak from the inside.
However, he was still dragged towards the door.
The two strolled around the manor.
In the past, she had only briefly read about the Thousand Islands Manor in the magazines. There was no lack of introductions on how grand it was and how much money it had cost to build it.
But it was tonight that she truly understood how grand it was.
The two of them slowly walked along the cobblestones laid on the grass. It didn't take long for the soles of her feet to be in excruciating pain.
Petrov, leaning on the stone chair by the side of the road, refused to go.
The man looked at her indifferently, his thin lips uttering two syllables. "Pitiful."
Then he sat down and lifted one of her feet and took off her shoes.
Pei Luoyi stretched out her hand to stop him, "Hey!" "Don't …"
Before the man finished his sentence, he lifted her heels with his slender fingers and looked at them before putting them down. He then picked up her shoes to help her put them on.
"No blisters, no skin breaks, why are you shouting so loudly?"
Pei Luoyi rubbed her cheeks and avoided his gaze, feeling guilty. She had indeed shouted a bit loudly just now … But this was a rest party, a bluff.
It was a quiet and beautiful night.
A curved crescent moon was hanging in the dark sky, and Péreau was hugging her knees, resting her chin on them, tilting her head to look at the man.
He turned his gaze to the horizon and looked in the direction of the source of the voice. However, there was nothing out of the ordinary there. Evidently, he wasn't looking, but was deep in thought.