118 Keep It For the Future
Lin Jiao stood up subconsciously.
Just as the blanket slid down to her collarbone, Pei Zhi pressed her back down and stopped her from moving.
Puzzled, she asked, “Add what?”
“Promise not to wear a dress like that.”
“Can’t I just wear it for you to see?”
“No.” Pei Zhi thought for a moment and changed his mind. “I can wear it next year, but not now.”
“Why?”
“It’s been getting cold recently. It’s easy to catch a cold.”
“There’s air conditioning indoors.” Lin Jiao pointed at the AC behind him and said seriously, “Besides, my health is always good.”
“No matter how good your health is, everyone catches a cold.”
Pei Zhi kissed her forehead. His gaze was so gentle that it could make people compromise.
He combed up her long hair that was scattered on the pillow. “If you catch a cold, my heart will ache.”
Under his coaxing, Lin Jiao picked up the letter of guarantee and wrote down the fifth clause as well as the time on which it was written.
She turned over and handed it to him. “Done.”
“Change your clothes first.” Pei Zhi placed the pajamas by the bed and went to the study room.
When he returned, Lin Jiao had already changed.
“Uncle.” She pushed aside the hair on her cheek and said gently, “Hang the curtains.”
“Okay.” Pei Zhi stuffed the sexy nightgown to the bottom of the closet, thinking that he would let her wear it in the future.
“Jiaojiao, do you want milk?”
“Not really.”
“Then I’ll turn off the lights?”
Lin Jiao shook her head. “I’m not sleepy yet.”
Seeing that she had turned on the projector, Pei Zhi lifted the blanket beside him and got into bed to hug her.
He curled his knuckles and pinched her face. “Who told me she wanted to sleep just now?”
“Not anymore.”
“You little liar.”
Lin Jiao bit the back of his hand.
She glared at him, her gaze like a small hook that tickled his heart. “Say that again?”
“I won’t say that again.” Pei Zhi did not dare to provoke her.
He shifted his gaze to the projection screen and watched the prince lecture the servants. “He hasn’t married yet?”
“No, I think he’ll get married on the twentieth episode.”
“How many episodes are there in this drama?”
“Fifty-six.” Lin Jiao lay comfortably on his chest. “He’s going to be crippled soon.”
“Wasn’t he in a wheelchair in the first episode?”
“He faked it.”
Pei Zhi pushed her away and rushed to get some snacks before the show started.
He fed her a plum and asked her to spit it out the pit.
“It’s so sour.” Lin Jiao took a tissue from the side and wiped his palm.
“Then I’ll buy plums from another brand next time.” He rarely ate snacks and wasn’t familiar enough with brands.
Pei Zhi put the plums aside. “What else do you want to eat?”
“Dried strawberries.” Lin Jiao enjoyed being fed by him.
After tasting the sweetness of the strawberries, she discussed the plot with him. “Who do you think caused him to die?”
“Emperor.”
“Why?”
“Emperors are usually paranoid.” Pei Zhi took two sips of water.
“That makes sense.” Lin Jiao agreed with Pei Zhi.
She continued watching. When the episode was over, she subconsciously reached out to grab the remote control.
“Jiaojiao.” Pei Zhi raised his chin at the clock to remind her of the time. “It’s time to sleep.”
“It’s not even midnight yet.”
“You want to watch for another fifteen minutes?”
���Twenty.” Lin Jiao held his arm. “I want to finish watching the part where he rejects Miss Guan.”
The moment her soft voice entered his ear, Pei Zhi couldn’t help but press the remote control.
The scene that appeared again made Lin Jiao happy.
“Reward.” She kissed him on the lips and turned around to watch the show.
Pei Zhi, who was enchanted by the little fox, was immersed in the strawberry-flavored kiss. He couldn’t even remember how many times he had made compromises.