249 Deep Love (3)
Lin Jiao had seen the stills of the Joker and Harley Quinn in Suicide Squad and did not think there was a problem with holding his waist.
She held out her left hand. “And?”
Pei Zhi lowered his eyes to look at the hand around his waist, his heart beating wildly.
“Brother Pei, hold the back of her head.” The voice from behind the camera pulled him back from his thoughts.
Pei Zhi placed his palm on the back of Lin Jiao’s head. There was a soft touch under his skin, but it was like an electric current running through his heart.
“Why are you two so far away?” Chu Yuzhou wanted them to interact more intimately. “It’s not like we don’t know each other.”
Lin Jiao did not argue. She took a step forward and met Pei Zhi’s gaze.
She was so close that her breathing became rapid.
At this moment, his eyes were like mellow wine. The moment his eyelashes fluttered, the fragrance of wine spread and brushed past every inch of her skin.
In comparison, Pei Zhi, who was stirred up by an invisible flame, felt even worse.
Fortunately, Chu Yuzhou was done taking photos very quickly. Pei Zhi did not have to be tortured anymore, and the flame was extinguished by the wind.
The fireworks that bloomed in the sky gradually disappeared, but the night continued.
The three of them went downstairs with different moods. Zhou Yanshen and Shen Yi, who were drunk, continued to play games.
The sound of glasses clinking continued until dawn.
In her drunken state, Lin Jiao’s vision was blurred.
She held the red wine glass with both hands and looked at the ceiling light without blinking, like an obedient kitten.
However, Pei Zhi knew that if this kitten continued drinking, it would pass out.
He snatched the glass and helped her upstairs.
“You want to kidnap me.” Lin Jiao leaned against his arm weakly. Every step she took felt like she was stepping on clouds.
She narrowed her eyes. “Where’s the rope?”
“Bedroom.” The Zhou family’s house had a bedroom that belonged to her. She would come over occasionally to stay for the night.
Pei Zhi pushed open the door of the third bedroom on the second floor and sat her down.
He found the makeup remover from the bathroom. Then, he pinched her chin and wiped her face.
Lin Jiao pushed him uncooperatively. “Alcohol will ruin my face!”
“This is a makeup remover.”
“I don’t want it.”
Pei Zhi did not give her a chance to run away and held her waist firmly. “Be a good girl.”
She did not know what his hoarse voice meant. She struggled in his arms, wanting to avoid the coldness on her face.
Pei Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable with her struggling in his arms, but he still resisted the urge to cross the line and remove the makeup on her face.
Gradually, Lin Jiao stopped resisting.
She leaned against the soft sofa and watched as the man in front of her washed her face and feet. “When are your people coming?”
“What people?”
“The people who come to pick us up.” She glanced at the night sky outside the window and stroked his face. “Did Batman hurt you?”
Pei Zhi was speechless. She was too into the acting.
“No.” He took a deep breath and wiped the water off her fair feet. “He can’t hurt me.”
Hearing that, Lin Jiao felt relieved.
In a daze, she was carried to the bed by him and rubbed against the soft pillow. “Are you going to sit here and keep watch tonight?”
“Yes, it’s very chaotic outside.”
“Then remember to wake me up if you’re in danger.”
She already treated him as the real Joker. There was a burning flame in his eyes, but she was too drunk to notice it.
Perhaps it was only at this moment that Pei Zhi dared to show his true colors in front of her.
“Alright,” Pei Zhi said, “Good night.”
He leaned back against the bed and sat by her side. His palm landed on the black hair and gently stroked it over and over again.
Her light breathing lingered in his ears, adding a rare sense of peace to the night.
He looked at her sleeping face and smiled.
Although having a secret crush was bitter, he could still find a little sweetness in the bitterness.
This sweetness became his pillar of support, allowing him to obtain the comfort he desperately needed.
No matter what the future held, he would gladly take it.