Chapter 168: Pei Pei, I Like You More Every Day

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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It was a high-end specialty restaurant serving a broad range of indigenous food—for example, Mud-Baked Beggar’s Chicken and Mud-Wrapped Barbeque Goat, to name a few.

Foreigners mostly patronized the restaurant. It wasn’t that the locals didn’t eat there, but most people wouldn’t be able to afford that sort of lifestyle.

Fu Sichen looked through the menu. Indeed there were hundreds of dishes, and all of them were rather unique. A part of him was angry to the point of being murderous.

But who exactly was he angry with, he wasn’t quite sure himself. In the end, his primary concern was still Pei Zhen, and he ordered a few dishes according to Pei Zhen’s taste.

“You have to eat some even if you’re trying to lose weight.”

“Cut down on the wine though, leave the entertainment to Xiao Nian to handle.”

“Even if I’m not by your side, you have to look after yourself.”

The attentiveness of Fu Sichen touched Pei Zhen and warmed his heart. To give Best Actor Fu a surprise, he even secretly paid the dinner bill in advance.

When Fu Sichen wanted to make payment for dinner, the waiter told him that it had been paid already. That was another blow that seemed to have come from nowhere. How infuriating!

“Have you finished your dinner?” Pei Zhen, who had just returned from the toilet, gave Fu Sichen a wink and added seductively, “Boyfriend.”

“Done,” Fu Sichen said with a quick smile. Feeling extremely dissatisfied, he said, “My big precious one.”

The two left the restaurant hand-in-hand as Fu Sichen called the assistant for a pick-up. As the car drove away, Pei Zhen had the mood to joke. “Damn, I forgot to pay the bill!”

Fu Sichen almost rolled his eyes. “Oh, really. I didn’t either.”

The acting expert Number Two Man Pei acted out with deep feelings, prodding Fu Sichen to play along with the line ‘Let’s return to the restaurant then’. At that juncture, Pei Zhen proudly raised his peach blossom eyes and said, “Haha, I had already paid when you weren’t looking.”

Fu Sichen rolled his eyes.

Initially intending to ignore the annoying man, Fu Sichen ultimately caved in and softened up when he saw that Pei Zhen was earnestly looking for a word of praise.

“I am the perfect boyfriend.”

“Pei Pei, you are excellent.”

“Thank you. The meal was delicious.”

Who said Fu Sichen didn’t know how to be a subtle flirt? He was highly proficient if he chose to do it!

Pei Zhen started off feeling conceited and arrogant as the praises started, but gradually, Fu Sichen’s seductive and hoarse voice started to get to him—he could feel his face heating up.

“Pei Pei, I like you more every day.”

When the last words were said, Pei Pei turned completely red, and his heart was racing. He glanced at Fu Sichen, then quickly looked away shyly and pretended that everything was as usual.

“Pei Zhen…”

Fu Sichen called out to him again, his eyes burning. He reached out and drew Pei Zhen into his embrace in one swift movement.

Lifting Pei Zhen’s chin with his hand, his gaze naturally fell on Pei Zhen’s lips. Unable to hold himself back, Fu Sichen tilted his head forward and kissed the man.

First, it was a light kiss like how a dragonfly would skim the surface of the water; subsequently, Fu Sichen bit the corners of his lips. Pei Zhen’s mouth was parted by the passionate and forceful French kiss, leaving a trail of blazing desire.

It was getting to be more than Pei Zhen could handle.

Especially when the assistant, who was just in front of them, discovered something going on between the two. She couldn’t hide her reaction and sucked in her breath sharply, almost driving off course. Immediately Pei Zhen turned red.

“Hey.” He said with a voice wrapped in heat. The tips of Pei Zhen’s ears were on fire. “T-there’s someone around…”

Daddy Pei was arrogant.

But while he had no qualms admitting the relationship between Fu Sichen and himself, he was still unable to come out in front of other people in such a manner.

“You…,” Lifting his head to look at the assistant in the front seat, Fu Sichen’s expression darkened. “Get out.”