Chapter 65 - He Called Him a Thief

Chapter 65: He Called Him a Thief

Lin Jiao didn’t insist.

Perhaps because she wanted to do something to express her gratitude, she peeled the pomegranates for him with extreme patience.

The moment Pei Zhi came out of the kitchen, he saw her holding a plate of pomegranates at him.

He raised an eyebrow. “You peeled it for me?”

“That’s right.” Lin Jiao waited for him to sit down before placing the trash can at his feet. “Eat it. If it’s not enough, I’ll peel another one for you.”

“It’s quite enough.” Pei Zhi only wanted her to rest well.

He picked up a pomegranate and placed it in his mouth. The sweetness that filled his mouth seemed to spread to his heart, making him extremely happy.

Seeing him smile, Lin Jiao, who had yet to taste the pomegranate, also picked one up and ate it.

She spat out the pomegranate seeds and looked at the television show with interest. “This costume drama is not bad. Let’s watch it.”

“What’s it about?”

“The romantic story of a regent and a poor girl.”

Pei Zhi focused on watching the drama.

He leaned against the soft pillow and immersed himself in that distant era with her.

When the ending song sounded, he realized that the clock was pointing at Eleven. “I’ll get going first. I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.”

“Why don’t you sleep here? It’ll probably be very late by the time you get back and finish a shower.”

Lin Jiao was truly concerned about him.

Even though he knew that she didn’t mean anything by it, Pei Zhi’s heart still skipped a beat. “Is it alright?”

“Of course?” Lin Jiao returned to the bedroom and found the bathrobe he had worn last time.

She stuffed it into his hand. “Go wash up first.”

“Okay.” Pei Zhi took off the watch on his wrist.

He hid the joy in his eyes and stepped into the bathroom that he missed.

“Wait.” Lin Jiao rushed over before he could close the door. “Take off your suit. I’ll iron it for you.”

Pei Zhi took off his suit and deliberately let her see the creases on his shirt.

He waited a few seconds…

“Take off your shirt too.” Lin Jiao frowned and leaned against the wall with his suit jacket.

Pei Zhi placed his finger on the first button.

He slowly undid it. When he took off his shirt, the muscles on his arms and abdomen were clearly revealed.

Lin Jiao stole a glance at him and heaved a sigh of relief when she realized that he did not notice her doing so.

Pei Zhi held back his laughter. “Is there anything else you want me to take off?” If she wanted to iron her pants, he would definitely cooperate.

“No.”

“Then I’ll close the door?”

“Yeah, close it.” Lin Jiao turned around and left.

She tried to shake off his Greek-god like body figure in her mind and ironed his clothes while he was showering. She also heated up two cups of milk for him to drink.

“Thank you.” Pei Zhi came out in steam, took a cup of milk, and drank it all.

“You’re welcome.” Lin Jiao put the hairdryer on the table.

She walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the sink to wash up. “Uncle, the charger is in the drawer.”

“Under the television?”

“Yes.”

Pei Zhi placed the phone in the second bedroom to charge.

After the lights in the bathroom and living room were turned off, he sent her back to the master bedroom. “What time do you want me to wake you up tomorrow?”

“Eight o’clock.” With that, Lin Jiao said good night to him.

She kicked off her slippers and turned off the night light beside the bed. After wrapping herself in the blanket, she gradually fell asleep.

That night, she had a dream.

Her dream was set in the ancient city. In an ancient costume, she was doing accounts in a stationery store.

“Miss.” A handsome man in a moon-white robe walked over with a brush.

He said somewhat sheepishly, “I’m short of money. Can you give me a discount for this brush?”

“What if I say no?”

“Then… then forget it.”

“Young Master, wait.” She walked around the counter and grabbed the corner of his shirt. “I can give you this brush for free.”

“Really?”

“Naturally, but you have to do something for me.”

He followed her to the second floor.

When she closed the door of the room, he looked puzzled. “What is it you want me to do?”

“Take off your clothes first.”

“Why?”

She held his wrist and pulled open the thin belt around his waist before he could react.

“Miss, no!” He heard the sound of footsteps and was so shocked that he retreated.

“Why not?”

She stared at his abs and stroked it. “If you resist, you will lose a very good deal.”

“Miss…” He pursed his lips, his back pressed against the cold wall, his eyes red.