C212

Chapter 212 - The smell of vinegar

However, Lin Sitong himself never thought that, she would actually roll on the ground with a 'gulu gulu' sound!

"Ouch!"

Lin Sitong screamed in pain.

Pain!

Could it be that his butt was going to be smashed into eight pieces?

Lin Sitong wanted to reach out to touch her butt, but discovered that her arm was already completely bound by quilt.

It's all Pei Qingheng's fault!

Lin Sitong hatefully threw the pot on top of Pei Qingheng's body.

Pei Qingheng, who still did not know that he had become the scapegoat, had a relaxed expression on his face. He immediately got down from the bed and walked to Lin Sitong's side, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness.

Lin Sitong looked at the palm that was reaching to her side, and suddenly turned her head, coldly snorting: "Don't worry about it!"

"I don't care. Can you stand up?" Pei Qingheng teased as he looked at Lin Sitong, who had wrapped herself up like a caterpillar.

"I …" Lin Sitong opened his mouth, and when he thought about his current state, he could not help but shut his mouth bitterly.

A faint smile appeared on Pei Qingheng's face as he carefully supported Lin Sitong up, and then gently removed the quilt from Lin Sitong's body.

Looking at Pei Qingheng with his head lowered, patiently helping himself remove the quilt wrapped around his body, Lin Sitong pursed his lips and said: "Don't think that I will forgive you just because you are like this!"

Pei Qingheng raised his eyebrows slightly. "Forgive me?"

Lin Sitong glanced at Pei Qingheng, and quickly retracted her gaze, snorting coldly.

Pei Qingheng's lips curled up into a smile as he quickened the movements of his hands.

Lin Sitong was finally free from the quilt's restraints and let out a long sigh of relief.

But, before Lin Sitong could even catch her breath, her limbs were already bound. This time, it was not the quilt that was binding her, but a warm embrace.

"Stirton, I'm sorry. I was wrong, forgive me. "

Pei Qingheng's low and deep voice sounded beside Lin Sitong's ears. The warm breath splattered onto the small piece of skin behind Lin Sitong's ears, instantly stirring up a thin layer of lumps.

Lin Sitong's heart suddenly jumped twice.

"Plop, plop, plop …"

Lin Sitong seemed to be able to hear her own hurried heartbeat, which echoed in the room. Afraid that Pei Qingheng would also hear her own heartbeat, which had suddenly become disordered, Lin Sitong pushed Pei Qingheng away and stuttered, "Y-y-y-you don't want to casually hug someone!"

As he thought about it, a sour taste began to emerge from Lin Sitong's mouth, "Have you gotten used to carrying people casually?!"

Pei Qingheng was startled: "Are you used to carrying others?"

Lin Sitong cackled as she glanced at Pei Qingheng, "Otherwise … Why are you so adept at movement? But thinking about it, with a beauty like the Director Pei, someone who took the initiative to throw himself into his arms … "I'm afraid there are quite a few of them …"

This time, Pei Qingheng understood.

So this little girl was here to take the blame.

Pei Qingheng couldn't help but slightly raise the corner of his mouth.

"Nope." Pei Qingheng said softly, "I have never hugged another woman before."

Lin Sitong scoffed, and said sourly: "Who cares about you! "What's the use of you and me …"

As Lin Sitong spoke, she inadvertently met Pei Qingheng's eyes.

Those amber eyes were deep and focused, staring at him with rapt attention.

Lin Sitong was momentarily tongue-tied, and her voice gradually grew softer. In the end, there was no sound and she could not help but turn her head away, avoiding Pei Qingheng's line of sight.

What should I do... The atmosphere seemed a little awkward …

Lin Sitong pursed her lips.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door to the suite.

As if he was saved, Lin Sitong shot out of the bedroom like an arrow, straight towards the door, leaving behind only one sentence: "I'll go open the door!"

Pei Qingheng still had not reacted to it. He was originally still obediently standing in his original spot, but he now looked incomparably obedient and bashful, instantly disappearing from Pei Qingheng's sight.

Pei Qingheng rubbed his forehead helplessly, and revealed a helpless smile.

Lin Sitong did not even look at the door, and did not ask who the person was, fiercely opening the door.

"Hi ~ Stone ~"

Before Lin Sitong could even clearly see who was knocking on the door, she heard an elegant and refined voice.

Lin Sitong's eyes slightly narrowed, and she slowly raised her head. She then saw Ling Xiaorui's complacent smile, "Sitong, your dressing … "It's quite unique."

Lin Sitong recalled that the cause of all this was this person! Lin Sitong's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Ling, Er, brother!" Lin Sitong spat out these three words through gritted teeth word by word, and revealed a sinister smile towards Ling Xiaorui.

Ling Xiaorui suddenly shivered. Seeing Lin Sitong calmly take a step back, she laughed dryly: "Si, Santong … What's the matter? "

Lin Sitong squinted her eyes as she looked at Ling Xiaorui, and laughed coldly: "Aunt Gu wishes for me to participate in the masked ball, right?"

"This, this …" Ling Xiaorui laughed dryly, and then quietly took a step back.

"Is it a channel for the children of nobles to get to know each other and communicate with each other?" Lin Sitong sneered.

"Th-this isn't wrong either …" Ling Xiaorui quibbled, "There are indeed a lot of nobles and children that came to attend this masked ball … "It really was the nobles who took the lead in setting up this masked ball …"

Lin Sitong sneered again: "Even if all of this is true, then, what about the mask?!"

"Mask? What happened to the mask? " Ling Xiaorui played dumb, "Don't you like this mask?"

Lin Sitong gritted her teeth: "What I said was, why are Pei Qingheng's and my masks the same!"

"Is that so?" Ling Xiaorui opened his pair of beautiful Peach Blossom Eye s wide, and revealed a shocked expression, as if he really did not know anything.

It was fated to be fated by the heavens!

Worthy of being a pair of best friends! It was like a flock of birds of the same feather!

Ling Xiaorui and Pei Qingheng were indeed the same kind of scoundrels!

Lin Sitong gritted her teeth as she stared at Ling Xiaorui: "I truly believe in your evilness!"

Ling Xiaorui avoided Lin Sitong's eyes somewhat guiltily, and her face revealed an awkward yet courteous smile.

"Old Ling, what are you doing here so early?"

Just then, Pei Qingheng walked out from the house.