Mr. He’s Daily Affections

The night is as cold as water.

A Yuan stood aside quietly, as if he didn't exist.

Ziyi looked at Pei Yuanchen with clear and earnest eyes.

After a long time, Pei Yuanchen gently pulled her hand away: You can call me, but I may not have time.

Ziyi thought for a while: It doesn't matter, as long as you don't answer my calls.

Pei Yuanchen looked at her for a while before nodding: Yes, I promise you. Get in the car quickly.

Ziyi reluctantly grabbed his arm again, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

A Yuan is here, don't ask me to send you away. Pei Yuanchen's voice was a little hoarse, Quickly let go.

Ziyi snorted and had no choice but to let go of his hand.

A Yuan opened the car door for her.

Ziyi walked over slowly, and kept looking at him before getting in the car, as if expecting him to open his mouth to keep her.

But Pei Yuanchen said nothing.

He just stood there and looked at her quietly.

At some point, there was a cluster of small sparks on his fingertips, and as the flames flickered out, there was a mist of smoke.

Ziyi finally got into the car and the car drove away in front of him.

The night quickly swallowed up the black car body completely.

Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled it.

It wasn't until he finished smoking the cigarette that he turned around and walked back to the hotel.

Pei Yuanchen returned to the room, closed the door, and threw himself on the bed.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

He reached out and touched it, and found it was a small button in front of him.

He laughed silently.

...This button seems to have been pulled off by him with his own hands. It happens to be the one at the highest point of Ziyi's chest. Probably because that position is relatively tight, this button is the least useful and only requires a little force from him. It collapsed.

Pei Yuanchen put the button on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

It was indeed that woman's scent.

Pei Yuanchen originally planned to throw the button into the trash can, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt reluctant to let it go, so he accidentally put the button into his wallet.

At this time, the mobile phone placed on the bedside table suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Pei Yuanchen reached out and took it over and saw that the caller ID was Gu Bingjun.

Godfather? He answered the phone, his voice a little low.

Yuan Chen? Gu Bingjun's voice was filled with worry, What's wrong with you? It sounds like you're not in the right mood.

Pei Yuanchen paused.

He usually answered the phone nonchalantly, but once in a while he was deep in thought, Gu Bingjun noticed him.

When did his old man's senses become so keen?

It's okay. Pei Yuanchen smiled lazily, Are you just getting up?

There is exactly seven or eight hours of time difference between country S and here.

Yes, I thought you were still awake, so I called to ask you. Gu Bingjun clicked his tongue, Zhixi told me that her sister-in-law likes you very much. Do you have any ideas?

Pei Yuanchen snorted: Godfather, when did you become so nosy?

After all, you were raised by me. Gu Bingjun said with emotion, In my heart, you are my son. Can't I just say I care about you?

Okay, of course. Pei Yuanchen's voice was smiling, but his eyes were cold, The eldest lady of the He family... I can't bear it. You think too highly of me.