Chapter 131 This hurts too, rub it gently

  "This girl, has she been scared silly? Auntie, you'd better treat her." Pei Jun said with a smile.

  "You little brat! Your aunt has been retired for many years!" Pei Bing scolded, glaring at him.

  Ye Anning looked back at him in confusion, and Pei Jun smiled and explained to her, "Aunt used to be a well-known psychiatrist."

  It turns out that she was also a doctor, Ye Anning was slightly surprised, it's hard to associate this woman in a cheongsam with the one wearing a white coat, she should be treasured by her beloved man in a villa like this, just like her gentle and elegant mother.

  Pei Bing's eyes were filled with kindness, and after hearing Pei Jun's introduction, she looked at the woman in front of her again, as if she had also become fond of her. She warmly pulled Ye Anning's hand and walked inside, saying "Little girl, don't be nervous, I'm not a fierce beast, it's rare for this kid to bring back a girl for me to see. You two are not allowed to leave today, you must stay and chat with me."

  The back of her hand was met with Pei Bing's warm palm, and Ye Anning really didn't expect Pei Bing to be so enthusiastic towards her. In her past memories, every woman in a wealthy family was extremely concerned about their social status and reputation. Pei Jun had a fiancée, which meant that her identity should be one that couldn't be revealed in public. According to her understanding, even if Pei Bing didn't immediately kick her out, she absolutely wouldn't give her a good face to look at. But unexpectedly...

  She turned back to look at Pei Jun with a somewhat helpless expression, but he just slightly hooked his lips and didn't respond to her pleading gaze. To be honest, she was unable to cope with the enthusiasm of the person in front of her, Pei Bing.

  Bai Bing pulled her to sit on the sofa, calling for the servant to bring fruit, and enthusiastically asked about this and that. She asked how they had met, whether she could tolerate Pei Yun's strange temper, whether her parents were still alive, and many, many other questions, but alone did not ask what her parents did or what their family situation was like.

  As she gradually got in touch with Ye Anning, Pei Bing felt less and less tense, because she felt that Ye Anning was really very kind and approachable. She welcomed the girl brought back by her nephew as warmly as an elder, without any hint of dislike or inquiry, as if she were asking about their recent situation with blessings.

  The servant brought the tea-making tools, and Pei Bing suppressed her smile, knelt on the ground, and personally made the tea. Her movements were so elegant and refined that Ye Anning was stunned. Pei Bing's actions were more professional and beautiful than those of the women who specialized in making tea in the teahouse. Coupled with her noble and elegant cheongsam, as well as the gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, Ye Anning couldn't help but be mesmerized, his eyes gradually becoming infatuated, his gaze seeming to pass through Pei Bing and look at someone else.

  Pei Bing was very serious when brewing tea, and her image overlapped with that of her mother in her memory. Ye Anning's tense emotions were completely put down, and she felt an indescribable warmth as she drank the warm tea brewed by Pei Bing.

  It's probably because Pei Bing has too much of her mother in her, she always feels an inexplicable closeness to Pei Bing and can't help but want to get close to her.

  The whole afternoon, compared to Pei Jun and Pei Bing's almost zero communication state, Ye Anning and Pei Bing had already reached the point of talking about everything under the sun. The two women's topics could be said to be all-encompassing, sometimes touching on sensitive areas, and when they did, their voices would harmoniously lower down, eventually resorting to whispering.

  Pei Jun sat on the side playing with his phone, occasionally raising his head to glance at the two women opposite him who were laughing uncontrollably, and the sense of satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.

  The woman you like and your closest relatives can get along harmoniously, that feeling is really more satisfying than eating any delicious food.

  As the sun was about to set, Pei Bing looked at the time and kicked Pei Jun who was sitting opposite her, "I'm hungry, what are you still doing here, go cook quickly."

  Pei Bing patted Ye Anning's hand and asked with a treasured tone, "Haven't you ever had Pei Jun's cooking? I'm telling you, his culinary skills are absolutely top-notch, not one bit inferior to those first-rate chefs. Tonight, let him cook for us."

  Ye Anning smiled silently, pursing her lips. How could she not have eaten? She had not only eaten but almost every day, however, she didn't say this out loud, and instead looked at Pei Jun who got up under her aunt's urging and walked into the kitchen.

  Pei Bing let her watch TV downstairs, and she got up and went upstairs. Ye Anning waited for a long time, but the other party didn't come down. She was bored and went to the kitchen. Suddenly, she turned back.

  As she watched the man's skilled movements, her mouth curved upwards, and almost at the same time, Pei Jun turned around as if he had sensed something, stretching out his hand towards her. She glanced around, saw that there were no servants nearby, and walked over to him. He pulled her into his arms from behind, burying his face in her neck and taking deep breaths until his chest was filled with her scent before he finally spoke up, "How's your conversation with Aunt going?"

  "It's great." She shrunk her neck, the hot air he blew over made her ear roots a bit itchy, and she added another sentence, "I really like chatting with your aunt."

  He was satisfied with her answer, his teeth biting her neck and licking it gently, before correcting, "It's our aunt."

  Ye Anning blushed and pushed him away, "Stop messing around, it's not good if others see us."

  "Don't worry, no one will come in." Pei Jun whispered against her cheek.

  "Alright, you cook, I'm going out. It's not good if Auntie comes down and can't find us." She pushed against his chest, trying to get out of his arms, but he held her even tighter. "No way, Auntie will be reciting sutras in the Buddhist hall at this time, she won't come down until dinner time."

  She looked at him in surprise, "Auntie believes in Buddhism?"

  She was somewhat surprised, though she couldn't say that someone dressed in silk and satin couldn't believe in Buddhism, it just didn't seem like the kind of person who would.

  "I don't know how she suddenly became a Buddhist either, it should have been when I was in junior high school, after she stopped being a doctor and returned to T City, she started believing in Buddhism and has been very devout all these years."

  "Huh? Why didn't Auntie become a doctor?" Ye Anning leaned against him, looking at the pot covered with a lid, murmuring and asking.

  "I don't know either, maybe I'm just too tired. After all, the psychiatric department is different from other departments." He pecked at her cheek, his voice becoming muffled, pinched her chin and kissed her lips.

  Ye Anning's eyes widened in panic, and she pushed against his chest, but he didn't care. He pinned her hands behind her back, and his tongue pried open her lips. All day, he had been watching her chatter away in front of him, unable to taste her. He had long wanted to make her retreat, and now he pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply.

  Ye Anning was lost in his passionate kiss, her eyes gradually becoming hazy, softly leaning into his arms. It wasn't until he had enough and let go of her that she started panting heavily.

  At the dinner table, Pei Bing stared at Pei Jun in a daze as he carefully served Ye Anning dishes. He himself didn't eat much, but kept serving her dish after dish and refilling her bowl with soup.

  Ye Anning looked at Pei Bing's stunned expression and almost buried her face in the bowl, glaring at the man beside her with a hint of anger. She stretched out her small hand to pinch his thigh, what was he doing?! Didn't she tell him she could handle it herself? And hadn't she already given him several warning glances, telling him not to interfere? Couldn't he see that Auntie had been watching them all along?!

  "Eldest Aunt, if you keep staring like that, my legs are going to swell up."

  Hmph!

  Ye Anning almost spat out the soup, and started coughing violently. Pei Jun hastily poured a glass of water for her, his large hand rubbing along her back, scolding in a tone that was both reproachful and indulgent, "Look at you, can't even eat properly, so careless, are you alright?"

  Ye Anning's face turned bright red, and it was unclear whether the heat on her face was due to his words or because of her cough.

  The opposite Pei Bing converged his eyes and couldn't help but laugh, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't imagine that her cold and aloof nephew would go to such lengths for a woman, it seemed he was really serious.

  He smiled slightly comforted and said to Pei Jun, "The room you used to live in has been cleaned up by someone, An Ning is..."

  "She's staying with me tonight... Shh!" Pei Jun's words trailed off as his face changed color, as if he was hiding something unusual. Ye Anning's heart skipped a beat and she quickly withdrew her hand from pinching the inside of Pei Jun's thigh, pretending to be nonchalant as she said, "Auntie, I'll just sleep in the guest room tonight."

  Pei Bing's inquiring gaze swept over the two people in front of her, and she nodded before instructing the servant to tidy up a guest room and then went upstairs first.

  Ye Anning's tense nerves finally relaxed, she was really scared to death just now, and glared at the man beside her fiercely, "Are you crazy?!"

  Pei Jun's deep eyes fell on her, with a familiar gloom in his eyes, and he said discontentedly, "What's wrong with sleeping together? Aunt isn't underage."

  "Pei Jun, shut up!" She was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl under the table, and there were even servants around!

  Bai Jun glared at her discontentedly, pulling her hand over to the inside of his thigh where she had just pinched him. She was startled and cried out, "What are you doing!"

  "Ouch!" His tone was somewhat heavy, "It hurts to death!"

  She just now was in a hurry and her hand was indeed a bit heavy, because of the table leg, the surrounding servants all lowered their heads and couldn't see, so she casually rubbed him twice, "Is it better now?"

  She shyly wanted to withdraw her hand, but he suddenly grasped her wrist and pulled her hand directly into his crotch. His voice was a little hoarse, "This hurts too, rub it for me."

  There's still one more behind!