After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The fifth aunt was instantly attracted by the bird's cry and looked over. Seeing this, Li Xiujing quickly stepped forward and blocked her sight.

"Aunt, Mr. Pei is so busy that he doesn't have time to see me every day. Besides, the matter of Uncle Wu has not been settled yet, so why bother Mr. Pei?" Li Xiujing looked behind the screen wall. It seemed that even through the thick screen wall, he could see Pei Jiaoran's mischievous face. He curved his lips and said, "Aunt, it's getting late. Please go back early."

Seeing Li Xiujing's resolute attitude, the fifth aunt took a deep breath and said, "Will Erlang not come back tomorrow? Old Madam Li has returned from Longxi and was still talking about you this morning."

Hearing this, Li Xiujing was slightly startled and glanced at his fifth aunt. He immediately regained his polite look and issued the order to expel the guest again.

After glaring at Li Xiujing, the fifth aunt walked away angrily.

The sound of a door being locked reached his ears, and Pei Jiaoran walked out slowly from behind the screen wall, looking at Li Xiujing in front of him with a half-smile.

"It seems to have caused you a lot of trouble?" Pei Jiaoran said in a gentle voice.

"It's okay, I can handle it myself." Meeting Pei Jiaoran's gaze, Li Xiujing said, "You don't have to worry."

Walking up to Li Xiujing, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "You really don't want my help? It sounds like you have a bad relationship with the old lady? Don't worry. You and I are one, I won't lie to you."

The voice at the end of the sentence suddenly became a little hoarse, which made people feel itchy.

"Then in what capacity do you plan to go with me?" Li Xiujing suddenly asked back.

Upon hearing this, Pei Jiaoran narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Of course it's Mr. Pei's identity."

When the situation is uncertain, she will only appear in front of the Li family as Pei Xianggong. Or she will always maintain this identity.

With a light laugh, Li Xiujing put his arm around her waist and said, "We'll talk about this tomorrow morning. Let me go and paint your nails first."

The house was brightly lit with candles and filled with fragrance.

Pei Jiaoran leaned against the table, looking at Li Xiujing with interest. He held her hand and placed it on his knee.

The red Impatiens balsamina flowers that have been crushed into a paste and mixed with alum are then covered on the nail plates.

"Just dye your little finger." Pei Jiaoran said.

"Why not dye all of them?" Li Xiujing wrapped a piece of silk around Pei Jiaoran's little finger and raised his head and said, "It won't look good if you only dye one."

"Don't be too ostentatious. I think one is fine." Pei Jiaoran looked at the nail that was dyed orange. "Speaking of which, what happened to your old lady?"

"She doesn't like Aye, and she doesn't like me either. She has been living in the old house in Longxi for these years. If it weren't for the ancestor worship this time, she probably wouldn't have come back. She likes Uncle Wu very much." Li Xiujing sighed, "Jia Jia, my family's affairs are a bit messy. I think you are too involved. It's enough that you can make the Li family what it is today. The rest doesn't have to depend on you alone."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran looked at Li Xiujing with a complicated expression. She understood why Li Xiujing didn't want her to get too involved. If she waded into such a muddy water, she would be asking for trouble. Unfortunately, in her opinion, the situation did not allow her to be a bystander.

"But your fifth aunt Jiang seems determined to ask me to help her husband get rid of the crime." Pei Jiaoran took a sip of tea.

Li Xiujing was stunned. He had never told Pei Jiaoran what his fifth aunt's surname was. Then he suddenly realized that it would not be difficult for her to go to the Ministry of Personnel to transfer the official register with her power.

"There's something fishy about this matter. Why don't I just do what she wants and help her for once? Maybe I can even find out the mastermind behind it." Pei Jiaoran raised his eyelids and raised the corners of his lips. He leaned closer to Li Xiujing, "Don't worry, I won't let him get away unscathed."

She is still a little protective.

The dim candlelight reflected on Pei Jiaoran's elegant face, his eyelashes slightly covered. He took advantage of the situation to hug Li Xiujing and fell into his arms. The Impatiens juice on the table was knocked over by the sudden movement, and the juice splashed all over the two of them.

"Oh, that's bad. I've stained your clothes." Pei Jiaoran lay on top of Li Xiujing and unbuttoned his collar. His hand slid into his slightly open collar and gently caressed his skin.

Looking down at the most familiar body in front of him, Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and picked up the bamboo stick that Li Xiujing had used to pick the Impatiens. He dipped it in the remaining Impatiens juice in the bowl and began to draw on the left side of his heart.

A slight stinging sensation came over her. In a moment, a crescent moon slightly obscured by floating clouds appeared under her finger.

"you……"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows and smiled, "My dear, didn't you ask me to draw a picture? How about this one?"

"Bad fox." Li Xiujing smiled helplessly, and embraced Pei Jiaoran. He made her stick closer to him, and suddenly turned over. He imprisoned her in his arms again, "What if I can't wash it off?"

"Erlang, can't you just be more careful? No one knows what this painting means anyway." Pei Jiaoran raised his eyelids and moved his lips, "Let go quickly, it's too hot."

Hearing this, Li Xiujing sighed, picked her up and walked towards the bathroom. The two of them entered the water one after another.

Looking at his masterpiece on the other's chest, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips.

In the warm water, the soul and the body burned more fiercely. Desire washed away the rationality of the two people like water. She was pressed against the wall of the tub and sighed softly. The hot body was getting closer and closer to her. The shadows of the two people were cast on the screen, swaying gently.

The small, hot and surging space was quietly squeezing him. He calmly killed his way to the deepest part of the thick cloud, advancing and retreating freely, but he was not at ease.

Both of them had a day off today, so they didn't have to get up early. Pei Jiaoran reluctantly raised his eyes until the noise outside the house became louder and louder.

"Do you want to inform Li Sikong first?" Pei Jiaoran asked in a gentle voice.

"No need. Aye won't say anything anyway. Although my grandmother and I are not close, she can still distinguish right from wrong." Li Xiujing looked at Pei Jiaoran, "She won't believe everything that Fifth Aunt says."

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Pei Jiaoran looked towards the wardrobe, "How about that sky-blue robe?"

"Ah."

After washing up, Pei Jiaoran sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the deep crimson on her neck, and took a deep breath.

That was what Li Xiujing left behind last night on purpose, and he even called it a way of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

Seeing Pei Jiaoran sitting in front of the mirror, staring at his masterpiece from last night, Li Xiujing looked a little ashamed, "Should I use some powder to cover it for you?"

Pei Jiaoran seemed to feel Li Xiujing's eyes on him, and turned to look at him, "If you cover it up, it will only make it more obvious. Just pull your collar higher."

However, the collar can only be pulled up to a limited extent, and some red marks are still visible.

Seeing this, Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath and said, "That's it. No one dares to stare at me anyway."