After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him Chapter 263: 262: Just Afraid of Pain?

Chapter 263: Chapter 262: Just Afraid of Pain?

His strange expression made Pei Huai’s eyebrows slightly raise, “You…”

Are you afraid of him?

Pei Huai’s hand slowly clenched, and if it weren’t for the need for the oil bottle in his hand, he might have crushed it with one palm.

Had he been too obvious just now and been noticed by him?

So was that why he was cautious?

Pei Huai’s gaze was fixed on Xia Wenyan, and his mind instantly beca chaotic; his heart also ached painfully.

Even when breathing, he felt the air like blades with barbs, tornting him over and over, and each breath was blood-soaked.

He looked at Xia Wenyan sowhat desperately, even wanting to plead with him not to look at him with that kind of gaze.

He didn’t want this, really didn’t want this.

If even he looked at him with eyes full of fear, how was he to face the rest of his life?

Like a person and heart rotting in a swamp, his whole being was slowly sinking.

Seeing Pei Huai didn’t move for a long ti, Xia Wenyan glanced from the oil upward stealthily and caught Pei Huai standing pale and rigid.

“Brother? Brother Pei?”

Xia Wenyan was also terrified.

He reached out and took his hand, only then noticing how cold his fingertips were.

He had seen such a lifeless look before, during what he called his darkest days.

Lately, Pei Huai had been all smiles around him, appearing well, and he thought he had really recovered.

But what had just happened? Was he triggered?

Xia Wenyan had no idea what he had done to trigger Pei Huai.

Not overthinking it, as if having made a very serious decision, he shouted at Pei Huai, “I! I’ll apply! I’ll apply the oil!”

“…”

Pei Huai slowly ca to his senses and saw Xia Wenyan looking resigned to fate.

He skeptically raised an eyebrow and then listened to Xia Wenyan stutter, “Pei, Brother Pei, can you be gentle later? I, I am a little bit afraid of pain, really, just a little…”

“…”

Pei Huai didn’t respond, but Xia Wenyan could notice his palm gradually warming up if he paid close attention.

He… isn’t afraid of him?

Just afraid of pain?

His dark eyes slightly lowered, watching his neck slowly turn pink from embarrassnt; his heart suddenly started pounding uncontrollably.

“Thump, thump…”

The heartbeats were almost dizzyingly intense.

He didn’t dislike him, and this realization lted the bitterness in his heart in an instant.

He didn’t dislike him.

The corners of Pei Huai’s mouth slowly curved, “I’ll be gentle.”

Saying this, he slowly lifted the hem on the side of his waist and gently lifted, “Hold on, if it hurts…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Xia Wenyan stuffing the hem of his clothes into his mouth, completely looking resigned to fate.

Pei Huai: “…”

He poured the dicinal oil into his palm, rubbed it until warm, and then applied it to the bruised side of Xia Wenyan’s waist. As he gently pressed his palm, a muffled sound emanated.

Pei Huai’s hand stiffened, and he inexplicably found Wen Yan biting on his shirt hem, which he was rubbing dicinal oil on, a bit too stimulating for him at the mont.

He turned his face away, trying not to think about anything else.

But his gaze kept wandering over him unintentionally.

Especially his whining—it was truly torturous!

Luckily, this did not last too long, and the dicinal oil was soon rubbed in.

Pei Huai sighed in relief quietly and was about to say sothing to Xia Wenyan to break the awkward atmosphere when he saw him looking at him with a teary whimper.

Damn!

He was really going crazy!!!

“Take a rest, I’ll take the milk tea to Zhaozhao.” After saying that, he left the break room like the wind, carrying the milk tea.

Xia Wenyan was stunned, “Brother Pei…”

I have my milk tea too!

But before he could finish speaking, Pei Huai had left, and Xia Wenyan completely shut down.

Pei Huai left the break room but didn’t head straight to Lu Zhaozhao’s room; instead, he took a long detour through a different corridor to her break room.

Lu Zhaozhao was sowhat surprised to see Pei Huai coming alone.

Her beautiful brows curved, “Brother Pei? Do you need sothing?”

Pei Huai almost always stayed close to her, so his coming alone must be sothing he didn’t want Xia Wenyan to worry about, right?

Pei Huai lifted the milk tea slightly toward Lu Zhaozhao, “Yanyan bought the milk tea for you. He’s in my break room now, just put on so dicine…”

“He got hurt?” Lu Zhaozhao almost instinctively stood up, her eyebrows furrowed deeply. “Who did it?”

“Uh…”

Seeing the identical scenario, Pei Huai actually blushed for a mont.

He cleared his throat, “Ahem… he accidentally fell asleep and rolled off the platform onto the water cup he was holding…”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao’s lips twitched, not sure whether to sympathize with her brother or the water cup.

However, Pei Huai’s expression softened significantly, “Here, drink your milk tea first.”

His gaze on Lu Zhaozhao was definitely more pleased the more he looked.

The previous little sister of Xia Wenyan had moved him a hundred tis to want to get rid of her.

He even prepared to be disliked by Xia Wenyan, but in the end… Lu Zhaozhao didn’t give him a chance, directly tearing off Xia Wenjin’s mask unintentionally.

Initially, he was also sowhat cautious towards Lu Zhaozhao, fearing she might be another Xia Wenjin, so he always kept his guard up around her.

But as they spent more ti together, he could see more clearly that Lu Zhaozhao genuinely cared for Xia Wenyan.

He picked up a cup of milk tea for Lu Zhaozhao, poked a straw into it, and placed it in front of her, “Just now when we were coming over, I saw Song Keren leaving your room; did she co to ask you for a collaboration again?”

Lu Zhaozhao slightly sneered, “Yeah, she wants to deal with Xia Wenjin; I really don’t know what goes on in her head, she’s seriously ill.”

Pei Huai watched Lu Zhaozhao’s response, the sneer towards others sowhat similar to Xia Wenyan’s, they truly were siblings.

Recalling the atmosphere when he was just with Xia Wenyan, he suddenly felt a bit better.

He slowly sat down on a chair not far from Lu Zhaozhao, pondered for a mont, “I heard aside from Song Keren, Xia Wenjin has been snooping around about your school grades lately, wanting to pull you down to establish her own image. Brother Pei helped you take care of both of them, how about that?”

Pei Huai smiled brightly, his eyes and brows carrying a trace of bloodthirst.

Lu Zhaozhao almost choked on the bubble tea she was drinking.

She imdiately started coughing, her little face turning red as she looked at Pei Huai, covering her small mouth with a tissue, taking a while to catch her breath.

“You, now that you have my brother, don’t be so impulsive, cough cough cough…” Lu Zhaozhao spoke hurriedly, still coughing, “You wouldn’t want to make my brother a widower… uh, I an, cough cough cough…”