Little Sweetheart

“Aunt, I was wrong!”

Zheng Peipei stood up, about to scold him, when the aftereffects of the red wine hit her. Her head spun, and she swayed.

Lu Jiaye quickly helped her steady herself.

“Don’t ‘Aunt’ me! Get away!” she pushed him.

Lu Jiaye was afraid she would fall, so he didn't dare let go.

As they struggled, they both tumbled onto the sofa, their eyes meeting. The atmosphere suddenly turned inexplicably intimate.

Peipei's cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, her eyes hazy. She sank softly into his arms.

Suddenly, she forgot what she wanted to say, forgot her anger, forgot her annoyance…

She stared blankly at him.

Lu Jiaye’s gaze fell on her lips. Remembering their taste, he was inexplicably drawn in, lowering his head to kiss her again.

A soft sound escaped her throat. Not only did she not resist, but it seemed as if she was responding.

His already heated mind lost all reason.

They rolled from the sofa onto the carpet…

Deeper and deeper, step by step…uncontrollable…

Responding to the most primal instincts of their hearts.

The next day, Zheng Peipei woke up in bed, beside a naked man. Or, to be more precise, both of them were naked, entangled together.

Zheng Peipei’s mind replayed the events of last night.

She was drunk, but not completely. There was a sense of…willing participation…

She wondered if it was because she had been single for too long, but she actually found this silly boy arousing.

…What should she do now? She couldn't just sleep with him and not take responsibility, could she?

A hundred thoughts raced through Zheng Peipei’s mind, but she remained calm. She sat up, grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the nightstand, pulled one out, and lit it.

The sight that greeted Lu Jiaye upon waking was Zheng Peipei sitting there, calmly and deeply smoking a cigarette.

She had the air of a powerful underworld boss.

Although Lu Jiaye had been timid before, now that they had slept together, there was no turning back…

He steeled his resolve, deciding to go all in.

If he won, he'd have the person in his arms. If he lost, he'd just keep trying.

He sat up, stretched out his arm, and naturally draped it over Zheng Peipei’s shoulder.

With his other hand, he took the cigarette from between her fingers and put it to his own lips, taking a drag.

Zheng Peipei reached out and snatched it back.

After getting it back, she felt it was pointless and stubbed it out in the ashtray.

Lu Jiaye cleared his throat and got to the point. “Since things have come to this, let’s be together properly.”

“Who wants to be with you? You have so many tabloid rumors every day.” Zheng Peipei snorted.

“I don’t!” Lu Jiaye protested, feeling wronged. “They insist on following me and taking pictures. Having dinner with a cousin becomes a scandal, discussing a project with a classmate becomes a scandal… It’s all rumors, never any solid proof! I’m single-handedly supporting a whole group of paparazzi, is that easy?”

“Then why don’t you clarify? If you have rumors and don’t deny them, it’s considered confirmation, it’s solid proof!”

Lu Jiaye readily accepted the advice. “Thank you, Aunt, for your guidance. I understand now! From now on, except for news about you, I’ll deny everything else!”

“I’m not managing you, do whatever you want with your denials.” Zheng Peipei’s face remained indifferent.

“I don’t need you to manage me, I must always maintain revolutionary purity, be highly self-conscious, and resolutely prevent my leader from worrying!”

Zheng Peipei suppressed a smile.

After expressing his loyalty, Lu Jiaye got out of bed.

Zheng Peipei watched his back as he walked out…

His broad shoulders, narrow waist, perky bottom, the smooth curve of his back, his strong shoulder blades, his muscular physique…

She couldn't help but gulp. A surge of desire welled up within her.

This man's taste was truly captivating.

By the time Zheng Peipei had showered and tidied herself up, Lu Jiaye had already prepared breakfast.

As Zheng Peipei walked towards the dining table, Lu Jiaye quickly pulled out a chair for her, a fawning smile on his face. “Aunt, please take your seat.”

Zheng Peipei: “…”

He returned to his own seat and ladled a bowl of porridge for her. “Aunt, please enjoy your meal.”

Zheng Peipei couldn’t help but retort: “Calling me ‘Aunt’ all the time, I’m practically your ancestor!”

“Hello, Ancestor, please enjoy your meal.” Lu Jiaye grinned, flashing his pearly white teeth.

Zheng Peipei was disgusted, but she couldn’t help but laugh.

Seeing her smile, Lu Jiaye’s heart swelled with joy.

What were principles? As long as the person he loved could smile, he would even perform a fire-eating act.

Zheng Peipei asked him, “You seemed very busy recently, are you still going on business trips?”

“No, no more…” he said with an awkward smile.

“Don’t let me affect your work. Go if you need to.”

“No, I really don’t have any work right now.”

Lu Jiaye drove Zheng Peipei to her company and then went to his own office, looking all business-like.

As soon as he entered the office, he immediately called Gu Siyi to share the good news.

Gu Siyi had just hung up the phone when Zheng Peipei called.

Gu Siyi answered both calls, and although their accounts differed slightly, with a little thought, she knew that they were both interested in each other and had, fueled by alcohol, taken their relationship to the next level.

Gu Siyi was overjoyed that they had finally moved past the “buddy” stage and gotten together.

Ever since Peipei’s breakup, she had been hoping that Peipei would find another boyfriend and have the love life she dreamed of.

She couldn't be sure about others, but if it was Lu Jiaye, he would definitely make Peipei happy.

Now officially in the role of boyfriend, Lu Jiaye was even more enthusiastic.

As soon as work ended, he contacted Zheng Peipei. Learning that she was at the photography studio, he personally drove to pick her up.

When the car arrived at the mall’s underground parking lot, Zheng Peipei asked, “Where are we eating?”

Lu Jiaye: “How can restaurant food satisfy my little darling? Let’s go to the supermarket, buy some groceries, and I’ll cook for you at home.”

Zheng Peipei scoffed: “Who’s your little darling?”

After getting out of the car, Lu Jiaye took the initiative to hold Zheng Peipei’s hand, intertwining their fingers.

Zheng Peipei subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away. “Aren’t you afraid of being photographed?”

“So what if we’re photographed? You’re my official girlfriend, what’s there to be afraid of?” Lu Jiaye held her hand even tighter.

“…” Zheng Peipei turned her face away, a slight smile playing on her lips.

They entered the supermarket and chose groceries together. It was mainly Lu Jiaye, the chef, who selected the ingredients, while Zheng Peipei pushed the cart.

Zheng Peipei watched him picking and choosing among the seafood, even squatting down to examine the prawns in the tank to see if they were alive… She really wanted to laugh.

He was a multimillionaire, yet why was his daily life so down-to-earth? He had no airs of a rich young master at all.

After weighing the prawns and lobsters, Lu Jiaye came over excitedly, showing off his finds to Zheng Peipei. “I’ll make you a lobster feast tonight.”

Zheng Peipei looked at him and couldn’t help but smile. She had always thought he was sometimes mischievous, sometimes funny, but now, for some reason, the more she looked at him, the more adorable he seemed.

After working for several years, Zheng Peipei was no longer the naive young girl or the workplace newbie she once was. She was experienced and worldly.

Having seen many people, she could sometimes see through their intentions at a glance. But in Lu Jiaye’s eyes, she saw a fullness of passion, genuine sincerity, and sometimes he even seemed like a three-year-old child, just trying his best to be good to someone and win their favor.

Every time their eyes met, Zheng Peipei felt like her heart was being bathed in sunshine, becoming warm and joyful.

They returned home, and Lu Jiaye showcased his culinary skills, preparing a sumptuous dinner.

After dinner, Zheng Peipei took the initiative to clean up. Lu Jiaye sat on the sofa, his mind wandering.

Now that their relationship was confirmed, tonight…how would they sleep tonight? He couldn't continue sleeping upstairs, could he?

But, wouldn't asking to share a bed right away seem too eager and lose him points? They had already had one accidental encounter last night, if it happened again tonight, wouldn't his intentions be obvious?

He had waited so many years, so he really didn't care about this short while.

Composure! He must maintain his composure!

After cleaning up, Zheng Peipei said, “I’ll go back to my room and wash up for bed.”

Lu Jiaye nodded: “Okay.”

Zheng Peipei entered the master suite, and Lu Jiaye lay back on the sofa, playing mobile games.

After a while, Zheng Peipei came out again. Wearing a silk nightgown. Very much in a braless state.

Lu Jiaye glanced up, his nose almost bleeding. He quickly turned his head back, focusing on his phone.

Zheng Peipei sat next to him and said, “I can’t sleep, want to play games together?”

“Sure. What do you want to play? I’ll carry you.”

“Anything.”

“How about PUBG?”

“Okay.”

So they started playing.

Lu Jiaye’s gaze couldn’t help but…couldn’t help but drift towards her ample cleavage.

Zheng Peipei seemed too engrossed in the game to realize how suggestive her leaning posture was.

She played casually with him, even leaning on his shoulder excitedly when they got a “chicken dinner” (win).

Lu Jiaye: “…”

He froze, stiff as a rock.

Stay calm. I can handle this, I must stay calm.

After playing a few rounds, Zheng Peipei yawned. Lu Jiaye said with concern, “You seem tired, go to bed.”

Zheng Peipei: “Oh.”

She stood up expressionlessly and left expressionlessly.

Lu Jiaye looked at her retreating figure and added with a smile, “Goodnight.”

Zheng Peipei: “…” Insensitive man.

Too lazy to bother with him, she went straight into her room.

Lu Jiaye, afraid of losing control and rushing into her room, chose to go upstairs to his own.

Zheng Peipei didn't close the door. Leaning against the headboard, she heard him going upstairs and gritted her teeth, so angry she wanted to punch the bed.

…Did this guy have no feelings for her?!

If he had no feelings, why was he so passionate last night? Again and again, almost making her faint from pleasure.

Didn’t he understand the concept of wanting more after experiencing something good?

Lu Jiaye went upstairs to shower, lay down in bed, and tossed and turned, reliving the pleasures of last night, feeling frustrated.

He silently reassured himself that it was okay, patience was temporary, and great achievements required great forbearance. When their relationship was stable and he could do as he pleased, he would definitely make up for it with eight times a night.

His phone on the nightstand rang.

He picked it up and saw a message from Zheng Peipei.

“I ate too much, I can’t sleep.”

“It’s still early, why don’t you come over, we can talk about work?”

Lu Jiaye sprang out of bed like a carp, not even bothering to put on his pajamas, and trotted downstairs.

Arriving at Zheng Peipei’s room, he found only a dim bedside lamp lit. The aroma diffuser by the bed emitted a faint, pleasant fragrance.

The wildness in his heart instantly broke free from its cage.

Lu Jiaye walked to the bed, climbed in, found that warm body, and embraced her.

Instantly hard as steel, he said in a hoarse voice, “Let’s just talk about work in bed, until we fall asleep naturally…”

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