Chapter 8: The Pure Streamer is a Heartthrob (8)

Yun Suisui’s eyes held an unconscious allure. "You... you look so... so handsome."

Pei Zhiqiu couldn't help but chuckle at her words; he could feel the warmth radiating from the young woman and the faint, delicate fragrance she carried. His eyes darkened, and he instinctively swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

System: Pei Zhiqiu’s favorability +26.

Hearing the system’s notification, Yun Suisui giggled foolishly. She lowered her head and blew a soft, warm breath against Pei Zhiqiu’s throat. Pei Zhiqiu’s breathing grew heavy; his large hand, veins standing out, subconsciously tightened around her slender waist, pulling her closer. Caught off guard, Yun Suisui pressed a kiss against his Adam’s apple.

Unthinkingly, she flicked her tongue out.

Pei Zhiqiu shuddered, a jolt of electric sensation surging through him, and his grip on her waist tightened even further. Yun Suisui squirmed instinctively. "Let go, why are you so strong?"

System: Favorability +10. Current favorability is 36.

Pei Zhiqiu’s voice was raspy, carrying a note of warning. "Don't move."

The people in the private room hooted and jeered. "Continue with the forfeit! Stare at each other for ten seconds."

"Yeah, the forfeit isn't finished yet."

Yun Suisui nodded. "Oh, right, the forfeit isn't finished yet."

Yun Suisui widened her eyes, looking at Pei Zhiqiu, her gaze filled with an irrepressible charm. Their eyes met. Pei Zhiqiu’s heart trembled. He swallowed hard, his ears turning the color of a ripe persimmon. An ambiguous atmosphere swirled around them.

System: Pei Zhiqiu’s favorability +4. Current favorability is 40.

Time ticked away. The onlookers counted aloud, but when they reached ten, Yun Suisui still hadn't moved from Pei Zhiqiu’s lap. Her head was spinning, and she had lost track of what she was supposed to do. Seeing her in this state, Pei Zhiqiu let out a rebellious, roguish laugh.

"Yun Suisui, aren't you going to get off me? Have you not taken enough advantage of me yet?"

Yun Suisui looked at him and shook her head. "No, who took advantage of whom? It’s clearly you who took advantage of me!"

She glared at him with her large, sparkling eyes. Pei Zhiqiu was amused to the point of laughter. "Yun Suisui, look at whose arms you’re in right now and who initiated this."

Yun Suisui shook her head like a rattle. "I’m not listening, I’m not listening."

Pei Zhiqiu found her behavior endearing rather than annoying. "Where is your home? I’ll take you back." He tried to pry her off, but Yun Suisui clung to him, refusing to let go.

Pei Zhiqiu sighed in resignation and allowed her to keep holding him.

Yun Suisui patted her head. "I live at... Jiayuan Apartments, unit three-zero-something... Oh, right, I don't remember."

Pei Zhiqiu pulled out his phone and made a call. "Come to the bar." After hanging up, he carried her out.

A black luxury car was parked at the bar entrance; the chauffeur opened the door for him. Pei Zhiqiu climbed in with Yun Suisui in his arms. Throughout the journey, the driver kept glancing at them through the rearview mirror, calculating how to tell the mistress that their young master was seeing someone.

Fengshang Apartments.

Pei Zhiqiu placed Yun Suisui on the bed. Just as he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand, smacking her lips. "Big chicken leg, don't go."

Pei Zhiqiu chuckled; so she was a foodie after all. He pulled his hand away.

The next second, Yun Suisui opened her eyes and reached out toward him. "Who... who are you?"

"I know now, you’re my big chicken leg!" She tugged at his sleeve, causing Pei Zhiqiu to lose his balance and fall onto the bed.

He laughed in frustration and reached out to pinch her cheek. "Yun Suisui, open your eyes wide and look at who I am!"