The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

The nights at S University weren't exactly quiet; the temperature was much more comfortable than during the day, and people strolled along the streets, chatting and laughing. Only Yu Lian walked hurriedly, the breeze she stirred gently caressing her bare thighs.

Passing by couples cuddling and cuddling downstairs in the dorm, passing by the playground where someone was playing a guitar and singing a tender love song, her steps became even lighter. Her skirt swayed, revealing a slender waist; her figure was so perfect it was like a figurine that any otaku would keep on their desk had come to life. All the men and women passing by were staring at her.

The return rate is 500%, because it's impossible to only see it once.

Yu Lian's feelings for Pei Shaoyuan were strange. She would find him annoying most of the time, but when she was wronged, she would want him to comfort her. It seemed that after doing something exceptionally intimate, people could develop an unconscious dependence on each other.

Not far from the school gate, Pei Shaoyuan, wearing a loose gray hoodie, leaned against the dark black Cullinan, his broad shoulders and narrow waist towering over the car. He was holding his phone, head down, waiting, and his expressionless face made him seem unapproachable.

If a person and their car are parked there, even a slight bump could bankrupt them, result in financial ruin, a beating, or even financial ruin from medical treatment. Almost everyone on the street avoids them; no matter how handsome someone is, no one dares to approach.

Yu Lian dared to quietly move over.

She told Pei Shaoyuan on her phone that it wouldn't be that quick, it would take another ten minutes.

She had originally planned to approach him from behind, but Pei Shaoyuan must have developed a professional habit from playing mahjong; the gap between them was so small that he didn't expose his back at all. Unable to squeeze in, she could only seize the opportunity when he was typing and off guard to pounce on him, hugging his waist and burying her face in his chest so he couldn't see her.

The sound was muffled, muffled, and stuck inside the clothes.

"Guess who I am."

Caught off guard, Pei Shaoyuan tensed up. Before he could push the object away, an annoying, cloying fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

He raised his hand and placed it back on the waist of the person in his arms, looking down at her. He didn't bother to guess what was going on; he just kept his face completely hidden.

She chuckled, her tone one of indulgence after being easily amused: "Are you a kitten? How come you walk so quietly? Why did you have to launch a surprise attack? What if I had knocked you over? Don't you know how light you are?"

I don't even know if he ate dinner. I was deliberately pressing down on him, but he couldn't feel any weight at all. He was like a soft, boneless blob squeezing against my chest, serving no purpose other than making me want to crush him. If he had reacted even a fraction slower just now, she would have been sent flying.

"If you overturn it, I'll just lie on the ground and choose a house." She even dared to talk back.

"If you want a house, just ask your husband, he'll buy it for you. Why try to extort money?"

He casually stuffed his phone into his pocket, then pulled her face, which he had buried in his chest, out with his fingers. It was already soft and warm, a blush of pink, after only a short while.

The corners of her eyes were also pink, though it had faded to a very faint shade, but he could still see it. He held her chin, examining her for a long time to see if there was anything else wrong. He felt a rush of blood to his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

"Who upset you?"

"You don't have to talk about it. But don't come to me if you cry again next time. I definitely won't comfort you."

Yu Lian, of course, refused to say it. How could she possibly say that she felt wronged because she was mercilessly killed by a friend she thought was a good friend in the game? That would be too embarrassing.

She nuzzled his hand playfully with her chubby cheeks, then turned the tables on him: "You weren't even trying to coax me! You didn't even guess who I was. You only knew who I was when you saw my face!"

He rubbed against her so hard she couldn't get angry. He gave up asking questions and, restraining himself from hurting her, gave her a few random pinches.

Her face was so innocent that it was almost erotic. Seeing her eyes welling up with tears from being rubbed, his tone turned harsh, and he interrogated her by pinching a small part of her cheek between two fingers.

  

"Before you make others guess who you are, cover up your smell first. Even if I were blind, I could smell that you're my wife. Tell me the truth, you're really an adult now, right? Why do you smell like a child?"

Yu Lian was speechless. She took a step back, trying to get out of his arms, but he held her down and wouldn't let her move. She could only glare at him with her head up: "Is it the smell of my shower gel? Are you brain-dead? Haven't you ever drunk almond milk?"

Pei Shaoyuan squinted at her. Her lips were pink and tender, and they moved as she spoke, closing and then gently opening again, making it impossible for him to hear what she was saying.

He clicked his tongue, then lowered his head as if to please, watching her shrink back in fright, a wicked glint in his eyes. His lips deliberately brushed against her cheek, between her lips and chin in a deliberately ambiguous and hesitant manner, finally stopping at her neck.

Her skin was smooth and creamy, with a texture like milk cake. He sucked hard and felt Yu Lian's body tremble. He then licked her soothingly, deliberately making a shameful wet sound.

Getting too close, all the scents from her body mingled together—shampoo, shower gel, laundry detergent—so strong it made me dizzy. My canine teeth couldn't help but leave marks on her snow-white skin.

"I've never had it before, let me try it."

The warm, damp touch sent shivers down Yu Lian's spine, making her feel like a bone being held by a dog. She shrank back, pushing his face away with a bit of force: "Ouch, stop biting me! It's not you who's hurting, is it?"

Pei Shaoyuan opened his mouth with a look of unsatisfied desire, but pressed her body closer with his hands. Without saying a word, he pressed his face down on hers again, as if he was determined to have his way with her.

The tongue clattered against Yu Lian's teeth. The words they spoke were mixed with the repeated kissing sounds of their four lips.

"Don't you like playing guessing games? We've got new nails, guess what they look like. Use your tongue!"

Yu Lian's hands, which she tried to push away haphazardly, were pulled to her neck and forced to grasp a Cuban chain that was warmed by his body heat. The sharp edges of the chain hurt her palms.

In a dizzying moment, he subconsciously exerted force, and she pulled his head down even lower and kissed him even deeper.



The driver didn't come, so Pei Shaoyuan drove himself. Yu Lian sat in the passenger seat, looking unwell, her hair frizzy and messy from being touched so much. Her lips were bright red, with a soft, full lower lip and cupid's bow, and obvious bite marks.

As the car started, the starry sky, unseen in the bustling city, lit up on the roof.

"Is this rented? What kind of car is it?" Yu Lian couldn't help but look up, her finger pressing on one of the small lights. The light shone through her almond-shaped nails, and her eyes widened with curiosity. Her slight trypophobia was completely cured by the luxury.

"What do you care about the car?" Traffic in S City is at its worst at this time of day; the traffic is incredibly slow. Pei Shaoyuan glanced at her during a lull, wanting to tease her with his clueless look. He chuckled, "Of course I bought it. What kind of fancy car do you think it is that needs renting? It's a modified Wuling Hongguang, didn't you recognize it?"

Yu Lian wasn't stupid; a Wuling Hongguang van wouldn't have a starry sky roof. She withdrew her hand, casually patting his cheek: "Are you crazy?"

He'd barely finished yelling when his brows furrowed again. Subconsciously comparing the Wuling Hongguang to the car he was currently sitting in, he was genuinely unsure. Mainly because Pei Shaoyuan's nonchalant tone made everything he said sound like the truth.

"...It can't be true, can it? A Wuling Hongguang?"

Pei Shaoyuan wanted to laugh but held it back, the corners of his lips unconsciously curling up. When the light turned red, he pulled the hand that had hit him to his mouth and bit it in retaliation.

The back of her hand was only slightly fleshy, and she hadn't used much force. Having just finished eating, she couldn't even muster a fierce expression: "Yeah, really. From now on, my husband will drive a Wuling Hongguang to deliver goods and support the baby. The baby will wait in the passenger seat during the day, and at night he'll take the baby to the back seat..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Lian slapped him again, but this time she didn't control her strength, and the sound was crisper than expected. He turned his face away, his hair swaying and casting shadows on his eyes, and he touched the spot where he had been slapped with the tip of his tongue without much expression.

He reached out and grabbed Yu Lian's hand in his palm again, his voice inexplicably hoarse, whether from anger or something else.

"Did you enjoy the beating? If you make another move, I'll really teach you a lesson."

"Now you're getting angry just because I hit you? Looks like you don't like me either, you like your face more. Then talk to your face, what's the point of talking to me? Let your face wait for you in the passenger seat." Yu Lian twisted her hand to pull it out, the little bit of guilt she felt when she heard the sound had already disappeared, she curled her eyelashes, and argued irrationally but with a particularly righteous attitude.

"I hit you, so what are you going to do about it? Hit me back?"

"How do I treat it..." He was almost laughing in exasperation at Yu Lian, holding her tightly and refusing to let go, touching the tendons and bones on the back of Yu Lian's hand, rubbing them one by one, seemingly casually, "Your hands should be used for something serious now. Like a real adult."

Yu Lian understood immediately but didn't have time to react. He didn't intend to give her time to react either. As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled her hand and slapped it against his face again.

He started the car, his expression becoming increasingly serious the more cheeky he was: "See, you've started again, haven't you? Now you owe me one."

Yu Lian couldn't understand how there could be such a shameless person.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I bought this car?" The car turned a corner, and the light and shadow cast by the streetlights danced across Pei Shaoyuan's ridiculously handsome face.

He was so focused on driving that he didn't even glance at her. "...Perfect for car sex."

He had just finished speaking.

The car made a wrong left turn and rear-ended the Audi in the middle of the intersection.