248 Deep Feelings (2)
The sweet smell of her mouth brushed past the tip of his nose and, together with her warm breath, tugged at his heartstrings.
Pei Zhi could not help but turn around and look into her eyes.
His hot and aggressive gaze stunned Lin Jiao, but when she looked at him again, he returned to his usual gentle self.
She thought she was mistaken and continued chewing gum, blowing out a pink bubble.
He yearned for her red lips, but as a senior, he had to restrain himself.
“How long has she been dating Qu Wenhao?” Pei Zhi resisted the urge to poke her cheek.
“More than half a month.” The bubble she blew burst with a pop. “Don’t you know?”
“I don’t remember much.”
“He’s not a bad person. Don’t worry.”
Pei Zhi stared at her lips and felt even thirstier. “Do you have any more gum?”
Lin Jiao took one out of her pocket and handed it to him.
She used the tip of her tongue to wipe the candy from her lips. “Uncle, aren’t you going to play dice with them?”
“There are too many people.” Pei Zhi glanced at the group of people who were having fun and had no intention of joining.
Of course, he wanted to spend more time with her.
He picked up his glass and moved his lips closer to the edge. “There’s a fireworks show at ten o’clock. Do you want to watch it?”
The television tower not far from the Zhou family’s house would hold a fireworks show at ten o’clock sharp.
The balcony on the third floor was the best viewing spot.
Lin Jiao did not hesitate. “Yes.” She took a bottle of red wine and a wine glass and walked upstairs with him. “What time is it now?”
“9:47.” Pei Zhi stopped in front of the double glass door and looked at her sideways. “It’s cold outside. Let’s go out later.”
“Okay.” Lin Jiao sat on the sofa, stretching her long legs lazily.
Pei Zhi finished the red wine in his glass in one gulp and looked out the window at the bright moon and stars, not letting her see the darkness in his eyes.
Thirteen minutes felt like an eternity at this moment.
The moment a ray of light flashed in the dark night, the glass door was pushed open by her.
Lin Jiao watched the fireworks bloom. Her ponytails swayed as she looked up.
The stars were reflected in her eyes, brighter than the galaxy. Just one look was enough to make him intoxicated.
“When was the last time you watched fireworks?” Pei Zhi leaned against the balcony, his deep eyes only able to see her.
“The second day of the Chinese new year.”
“The day you were with me?”
“That’s right.” Lin Jiao took two sips of red wine and pointed at the second set of fireworks. “That shape is beautiful.”
“Click—”
When Chu Yuzhou was secretly taking photos, he forgot to turn off the sound. Seeing that they had turned around, he touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and said, “The night scene is not bad. Shall I take some photos for you two?”
Lin Jiao and Pei Zhi both agreed.
Pei Zhi put down his wine glass and raised his tattooed hand to cover his lips.
Beside him, Lin Jiao placed the baseball bat on the back of her neck and raised her right foot slightly, approaching Pei Zhi.
The fireworks became their background, and the scene was recorded by the camera.
“Change your pose.” Chu Yuzhou said in all seriousness, “Lin Jiao, put your left arm around his waist.”