He grasped her waist, holding his body tightly against hers.
Ziyi froze for a moment, then softly exclaimed, "Ah."
Pei Yuanchen bit her lower lip and mumbled, "Do you know what that is?"
Ziyi's face flushed as she whispered, "It's your 'second'..."
Pei Yuanchen let out a chuckle, "Yes, it's my 'second.' Do you want it?"
Ziyi touched her nose to his, her eyes sparkling with laughter, "Yes."
The man took a deep sip for a while before speaking in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Having said that, he lifted her by the butt, carrying her in that position.
"Ah," Ziyi exclaimed when he turned, pointing excitedly at the fruit on the table, "Grapes, I haven't eaten yet!"
The man had to pause and glanced at her, holding back.
The woman blinked, her expression pleading.
Alright, grapes it is.
Pei Yuanchen cooperatively squatted down, letting her pick up the fruit plate and hold it in her arms.
The woman looked delighted.
Pei Yuanchen smirked, his smile tinged with indulgence.
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