novelraw Chapter 353 - 278: Isn’t This a Bit Inappropriate?_2
Chapter 353 - 278: Isn’t This a Bit Inappropriate?_2
What the heck are you talking about!
Do you think I can answer your calls?
In the side bedroom, Li Peifeng took the initiative and quickly tapped out a WeChat message to Yao Xun: "What are you busy with?"
In the living room, He Yimeng also noticed the issue and suggested, "No need to call, it might disturb him. You can try sending him a WeChat message first..."
Before she could finish, Yao Xun saw the message from Li Peifeng and exclaimed in delight, "It’s here, it’s here, he actually messaged me first!"
[Look at you all delighted. He messaged you from my bedroom, you know!]
Sympathy and a touch of sadness flashed across He Yimeng’s face, but she continued to encourage, albeit against her better judgment, "That’s great. What did he say?"
Yao Xun waved her phone in front of He Yimeng as if showing off, her tone light and slightly triumphant, "He asked what I’m doing. Does that mean he’s concerned about me?"
"Well..."
He Yimeng hesitated but nodded, "He’s very concerned about you."
"If I reply immediately, does it seem too forward? But if I wait too long, it’s impolite..."
Yao Xun actually started overthinking it and looked at He Yimeng after some hesitation, "Sister Meng, I remember you saying when’s the best time to reply to a guy’s message? Was it half a minute or a minute? What should I say now?"
He Yimeng resisted the urge to drag someone out, maintaining her calm tone, "Think it over when you get home. No rush. Just say whatever you want to say to him."
After you leave, if Li Peifeng actually sends a second message, I’ll concede I’m wrong!
But this move to send her off got misunderstood by Yao Xun. Her surprise carried a victor’s smile and a touch of innocent intrigue, "Sister Meng, are you getting jealous?"
Jealous of what, you silly groundhog!
He Yimeng chuckled, "Just think that I am. Go home and chat with him. I still need to record for some visitors from the morning."
"Okay!"
Yao Xun happily left, her face beamed with an unmistakable joy and a winning smile.
But after she left, He Yimeng immediately opened the side bedroom door and looked at Li Peifeng with amusement, "Call her, have a good chat."
"Hmm? You’re not going to play games with me?"
Li Peifeng hadn’t grasped it yet, but He Yimeng inched closer, urging, "It won’t take long, call her now."
Li Peifeng’s lips twitched, finally understanding her intent.
He knew this scenario all too well!
Heavens above, what’s with the behavior of everyone around me?!
...
"I’m back."
At half past three in the afternoon, Li Peifeng returned home with two large bags of loot. Only Wu Wenyue came out of the bedroom to greet him. Seeing the bags, her surprise mingled with curiosity, "Where did you get all this?"
Traded with my body!
Of course, Li Peifeng couldn’t say that. Luckily, he had thought of an excuse beforehand, so without pausing, he explained, "He Yimeng gave them to me. The ’True Emotions’ studio just opened, and many residents who came for consultations brought snacks and fruits. She couldn’t finish them all, so she asked me to bring some to you guys."
"He Yimeng is that generous?"
Wu Wenyue’s hand paused mid-reach for the bags, her eyes suspiciously assessing Li Peifeng, wondering if the gifts were for them or just him.
But with those thoughts unvoiced, Wu Wenyue still took the bags, "Feels quite heavy."
"Is there any Coke?"
"Seems like it."
Tianxuan also came out of the bedroom to join the fun, rummaging through the bags. Seeing all the items inside, she beamed, "And there’s even wine! She’s quite something. In times like these, even if people are willing to pay for consultations, they wouldn’t usually bring supplies. If she’s able to get people to willingly give her all this, He Yimeng’s consultation skills must be impressive."
Li Peifeng probed, "Are you planning to consult her too?"
Tianxuan nodded, "Might as well, if nothing else is going on. I do want someone to chat with. Does she have time now?"
Recalling He Yimeng’s state when he left, Li Peifeng shook his head decisively, "She’s quite tired now after doing volunteer work all day and mentioned going home to sleep. Maybe you can WeChat her to set something up for tomorrow morning."
Tianxuan made a sound of acknowledgment, clutching the bottle of whiskey, and asked the others, "Care for a drink?"
"I want to eat a peach."
Wu Wenyue shook her head, sorting the fruits from the bags in the kitchen, storing some in the fridge while washing others that could spoil soon for immediate consumption.
"Darling, come out for some fruit."
Li Peifeng knocked on the door of bedroom number 1. Zhao Qingge only responded from inside, "You all eat."
"We’re young and have plenty of opportunities. Opportunities are for the prepared..."
Tianxuan turned on the TV in the living room, poured some whiskey, opened a bag of chips, and nestled comfortably on the sofa, sipping the drink and munching on the chips while watching a soap opera, her legs elegantly crossed and wearing a look of contentment of stolen leisure.
"Peifeng, what’s for dinner?"
Already making the most of it?
Li Peifeng sat down smoothly, chuckling, "Whatever you cook, we’ll eat."
Seeing their joy over the supplies he brought back, Li Peifan felt much better. His efforts at He Yimeng’s place felt worthwhile. Oh, how much I’ve sacrificed for this home!
"These cherries are quite tasty."
With a bowl of clean fruits, Wu Wenyue placed them on the coffee table in the living room, then from above, handed some still dripping large cherries to Li Peifeng, "Try them."
"You have them."
Li Peifeng waved her off, but Wu Wenyue insisted, directly feeding one into his mouth and watching him chew with satisfaction, "Good, right?"
The sweet and sour taste burst in his mouth, and with the cherry’s juiciness, it only added to Li Peifeng’s complex feelings, making all the ’humiliations’ at He Yimeng’s place worthwhile.
"Indeed, delicious. You all have more."
Since each cherry was hard-earned sweat and effort, Li Peifeng couldn’t bear to eat them himself and simply urged the others to enjoy.
Wu Wenyue smiled, leaned down, and whispered, "Kiss me."
Though last night’s dream brought its perks, a downside was Wu Wenyue becoming clingy. The ensuing acts of asserting her claims became more frequent...
Li Peifeng found himself a bit speechless. Noticing Huang Tianxuan still engrossed in her TV show to his right, he silently gave Wu Wenyue a peck on the cheek, ending with a teasing "Is one kiss enough? Want another?"
"Then let’s make it two."
Wu Wenyue chuckled, subtly turning her head, offering the other cheek.
Another quick Mua, and yet Wu Wenyue didn’t lift herself, sticking even closer, less than six inches away, gazing at him with bright, intense eyes. Her full lips parted and closed, breaths mingling, conveying an unspoken invitation.
Woman, thy name is Greedy!
Squashing his urge to tease, Li Peifeng was about to refuse Wu Wenyue’s escalating embrace, when a sudden sensation silenced him.
Someone seemed to be holding his hand?
Slender fingers, not too long or strong, but not quite delicate either, feeling like little bamboo shoots.
With Zhao Qingge in the bedroom and Wu Wenyue in front, who else could be holding his hand?
[Are you endlessly making out in front of me? Am I invisible?! A ghost?!]
Goodness, this mischievous woman is too daring!!
With his heart racing at the notion from the lady on his right, to avoid Wu Wenyue catching on, he wrapped his left hand around her and gave her lips a lingering third Mua.
This third kiss was quite prolonged since it carried much significance: as he kissed, Li Peifeng was still holding Huang Tianxuan’s hand.
After about ten seconds, Li Peifeng intended to release her, from the embrace with Wu Wenyue and the handhold with Huang Tianxuan to avoid misinterpretations.
The initial goal was met, but the latter proved unexpectedly stubborn to extricate.
Tightly seizing Li’s hand, Huang Tianxuan seemed both surprised and shy, "Hey, Peifeng, you... you can kiss her all you want, but why are you holding my hand? Wenyue is right here, it’s a bit much, don’t you think?"