MTL - Endless Fall-Chapter 23 she remembers his preferences

  Chapter 23 She remembers his preferences

"But…"

   "Xiao Jing, who are you talking to?"

  Lin Jiao pushed open the bathroom door.

   She wiped her wet hair slowly, and walked to the sofa with a full body of water vapor.

   "With my brother." Xue Jing raised his phone.

   The front-facing camera was aimed at her water-stained neck, and from Pei Zhi's point of view, he could glimpse a small clavicle.

The thought of    came suddenly, he rolled his Adam's apple, and the moment she took the phone, his expression returned to normal.

   "Uncle?"

  Lin Yan saw that it was him, and a smile filled her eyes.

  She went around the coffee table and sat on the sofa, wiping her hair without stopping: "Xiao Jing didn't bother you, did you?"

   "No, he's good."

   Pei Zhi rubbed his wine glass and was thirsty again.

   He moved his gaze away from her neck and stared at those fox eyes: "Don't you use a hairdryer?"

   "Wait a minute." Lin Jiao was inconvenient to hold her phone, so she simply stood on the coffee table: "Blowing it just after washing is not good for your hair."

   She wrapped the ends of her hair in a towel and rubbed them lightly.

   A few drops of water splashed onto the camera along with her movements, and Pei Zhi's restless heart seemed to be scalded.

   He lowered his obscure eyes, and unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of his shirt with one hand: "Then you wipe it first, I'm going to the gym."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

   "Good night brother!"

   "Good night." Pei Zhi glanced at her one last time and pressed the hang up button without hesitation.

   He got on the treadmill, sweating.

   Try to fight back the random thoughts with exhaustion and forget the images that remain in your mind.

  He thought that this would bring him a good night's sleep.

   but don’t want to…

   greed has long been engraved into his bones, weaving one dream after another for him, making him nostalgic, happy, and unwilling to wake up.

   "Boss, I'll go downstairs to you."

  Qu Shao's voice was like a drum, the moment it struck his ear, it recalled his reason that was tightly grasped by greed.

   He lifted the quilt and glanced blankly at the crumpled sheets: "Wait for me for five minutes."

   "Okay, what would you like to eat?"

   "Anything."

   "There are xiaolongbao, fried dough sticks, corn and..." Qu Shao hung up the phone when he was halfway through reading.

   He tutted and shook his head, and asked Lin Jiao again in the same way. As long as she chose her, the boss would definitely have no opinion.

   Pei Zhi, who was pinching his mind, went downstairs on time.

   He smelled a scent of oil as soon as he got in the car. When he caught a glimpse of the fried dumplings on the table, he frowned and said, "Is there no other breakfast?"

   "This is what Miss Lin asked to buy."

  “…”

   "Don't you like it?" Qu Shao suppressed his smile and glanced back without a trace.

   Pei Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly: "No."

   He took two sips from the soy milk cup, and when he saw the figure of the sister and brother, he distributed the breakfast on the table to them.

   "Uncle, here it is." Lin Jiao took out a piece of meat floss bread from her bag as if she was conjuring a trick.

   Pei Zhi thought of a possibility.

   He lowered his head and looked at the bread covered with golden floss, always feeling unreal: "Why give me this?"

  Lin Jiao opened the bag of steamed dumplings: "Don't you like eating too greasy breakfast?"

"you remember?"

"Yup."

   For a moment, Pei Zhi seemed to have fallen into the sparkling sea, and every inch of his skin was brushed by the gentle sea water.

   He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but the beating heart always reminded him that he liked it very much.

   Pei Zhi tore open the packaging bag: "Thank you." He took a bite of the fluffy bread and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his eyes.

   (end of this chapter)