"Cheng, what ti did you go to sleep yesterday?" Xu Nianhua got up early, went for a walk and recited vocabulary words as usual. Seeing Pei Yicheng also exercising in the yard, she asked.
Pei Yicheng’s eyes flickered, and he said, "One o’clock."
"One in the morning?" Xu Nianhua couldn’t help but raise her voice a notch. She leaned forward and easily saw the faint dark circles under Pei Yicheng’s eyes, muttering, "I told my dad you just ca back from a business trip and needed to rest early!"
"It’s okay, I wasn’t sleepy at all yesterday." Pei Yicheng watched her mumble to herself and couldn’t help but laugh, "Alright, playing chess with your dad kept sharp, not tired at all."
"Who won more gas yesterday?" Xu Nianhua asked curiously. She only watched two gas before going upstairs to rest.
Pei Yicheng touched his nose and said, "Can’t rember, probably your dad won more."
"You didn’t go easy on him, did you?" Xu Nianhua asked sneakily.
Pei Yicheng smiled and said, "You have so much confidence in ?"
"Mm-hmm, of course." Xu Nianhua had known Pei Yicheng for not just a day or two. She had heard before, whether he was playing chess with Grandpa Du or Xu Qinghe, he was said to be exceptionally good.
"Uncle." Pei Yicheng suddenly spoke.
Xu Nianhua was startled, she quickly turned to look behind her and found only flowers and trees. She patted her chest and said, "Pei Yicheng, that’s too much."
Xu Nianhua glared at him, puffing out her cheeks like a pufferfish.
"How am I excessive? I was just worried your dad would hear and get upset." Pei Yicheng looked at her expression and couldn’t resist wanting to pinch her face.
"Hmph." Xu Nianhua continued walking and recited vocabulary, ignoring him.
"Nianhua, was my signed book the first one?" Pei Yicheng suddenly asked.
Last night, he slept hugging the book, seeing the signed book with a line of poetry: May your heart be as mine, and never unfulfilled with longing.
Seeing the lip print in the corner, he felt wide awake until dawn.
He truly didn’t expect Xu Nianhua to write such a straightforward love poem, not to ntion leaving a lip print.
"No." Xu Nianhua pursed her lips in denial, sneaking glances at him and seeing he clearly didn’t believe her, she said, "Why would I definitely have to write the first one for you?"
"Of course, I’m your boyfriend, your future husband, how could I not be first?" Pei Yicheng looked at her, his gaze seed to say: I must be first.
"Future." Xu Nianhua reminded.
"I know."
Pei Yicheng nodded in agreent.
Xu Nianhua looked confused and asked, "What do you know?"
"That the signed book you gave is the first one." Pei Yicheng said confidently.
Xu Nianhua was about to respond when she heard Pei Yicheng say, "Hello, uncle."
"You’re trying to trick again!" Xu Nianhua glared at him angrily and said, "I won’t fall for it."
"What bad things are you saying about ?" Su Jinrong’s voice suddenly ca from behind her, startling Xu Nianhua. She quickly stepped aside and said, "Dad, when did you get here? Gave such a fright."
"Saying bad things about ?" Su Jinrong’s gaze flicked between Pei Yicheng and Xu Nianhua. Just looking at their appearances, they really complented each other well.
"No."
Xu Nianhua shook her head quickly, "Dad, we were just chatting, how could we say bad things about you? Besides, you’re so great, what bad things could there be to say?"
Xu Nianhua’s words were as sweet as if dipped in honey.
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