Without thinking, Lu Chiyan blurted out, "You!"
To his surprise, before he could finish speaking, Qin Sili flipped over and pinned him down.
Lu Chiyan a sudden "Ah".
Qin Sili: "You call this soft?"
Lu Chiyan: "!!!"
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong, I misspoke, Qin Sili, be gentle, please don't..." Lu Chiyan couldn't take it anymore and cried out in pain, "Not soft, not soft, you're all soft all over, is this okay now..."
"It's too late to admit your mistake now," Qin Sili said. "You'll have to bear the pain."
Lu Chiyan wanted to cry but had no tears.
All night long, Qin Sili was bursting with energy, like he'd been injected with chicken blood. He actually dragged Lu Chiyan, trying out several different positions over and over again...
If Lu Chiyan hadn't been so tired and sleepy, Qin Sili would have felt a pang of guilt and let him go. Lu Chiyan felt that Qin Sili could have fought with him until dawn.
Sometimes having too much physical strength and too much energy isn't a good thing.
*
The next morning, Lu Chiyan struggled to get out of bed.
My legs no longer feel like they belong to me.
He appeared in the living room, groggy and with dark circles under his eyes, looking like a zombie from lack of sleep.
Pei Zeyan was startled when he saw Lu Chiyan: "Holy crap, what's wrong with you? Did you go thieving last night?"
Upon seeing Pei Zeyan, Lu Chiyan sneered.
Oh.
hehe.
Lu Chiyan's gaze gradually turned cold, with a hint of murderous intent emanating from it.
Pei Zeyan felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at. He pursed his lips and asked weakly, "Why... why are you looking at me like that?"
"From now on, when you go to sleep, remember to lock your bedroom door tightly," Lu Chiyan, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Huh?" Pei Zeyan confused.
What does that mean?
Just as I was about to ask, I heard Lu Chiyan softly, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and want to assassinate you."
The fact that he said it through gritted teeth shows just how deep his resentment was.
"Why would you assassinate me? What did I do to you?" Pei Zeyan looked bewildered.
Lu Chiyan: "..."
Seeing Pei Zeyan's innocent expression, Lu Chiyan was speechless.
Lu Chiyan sighed softly, stepped forward, gently patted Pei Zeyan's shoulder, and looked at Pei Zeyan with the same care one would give someone with intellectual disabilities.
Before leaving, Lu Chiyan him with the words, "You should thank yourself for your pitifully low IQ that saved your life!"
Pei Zeyan: "???"
What does "no" mean?
Lu Chiyan's words left Pei Zeyan even more bewildered.
Just then, Wen Zhao happened to pass by and overheard their conversation.
Pei Zeyan then pulled Wen Zhao aside and asked, "Did you understand what he just said?"
Wen Zhao nodded, her eyes also showing a hint of doting affection for someone with intellectual disabilities as she looked at Pei Zeyan.
"Um."
Pei Zeyan hurriedly asked, "So what does he mean?"
Wen Zhao: "They're probably talking about you... 'Fools are lucky'!"
Pei Zeyan: "???"
OK.
Understood.
So Lu Chiyan was just calling him stupid?
Pei Zeyan furious and turned to chase after Lu Chiyan, shouting, " Lu Chiyan, explain yourself! Who's the idiot here?"
At this moment, the live chat was flooded with comments like "[hahahahahahahahahaha]".
Soon, the hashtag # Pei Zeyan # trended on the hot search list.
Pei Zeyan, who was surfing the internet while sitting on the router, saw the trending topic immediately. So, he spent the whole morning on Weibo proving to netizens that he wasn't a fool!
Unfortunately, the result was--
Netizen: Yes, you don't seem like a fool, you are!