Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 56 If this continues, the body will easily become depleted.

Comparing the two outfits, the bright red tulle dress suits Qin Zhuyue better.

After Yan Zhuoyu made her selection, she sent it to her, complaining: "Aren't you afraid I'll post screenshots of the chat? If that's exposed, your image will collapse."

The other party replied quickly, their words exuding a casual and carefree attitude: "What's there to be afraid of? I make a living with words; I don't have a fixed persona. Are male artists allowed to be promiscuous, but female artists aren't? Food and sex are human nature, it's only natural~"

Yan Zhuoyu buried her head in the soft bedding and lazily asked, "Alright, alright, tell me which watch looks better first."

【Hey, you've sent me all these couple watches. What, who are they for? Have you decided to keep a gigolo?】

Qin Zhuyue typed quickly, sending several messages in a flash, teasingly commenting: 【Is the pretty boy older or younger? Anyway, he definitely can't be over twenty. His aptitude has plummeted, but other than that, he can be over 20.】

Yan Zhuoyu: [...]

[Why aren't you saying anything? It can't be that it's being given to that cold, unromantic, and completely uninteresting business marriage partner you mentioned, right? Hahahaha.]

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zhuyue sent several "Yo yo yo" and "It smells so good" emojis, blatantly mocking her.

She knew it; sooner or later, she'd find him irresistible.

Yan Zhuoyu recalled her recent evaluation of Pei Weijin. It seemed objective, but deep down, due to childhood experiences, she still harbored a prejudice against this type of elite man.

In just a few days, she overturned these prejudices herself and even became dependent on Pei Weijin, as if it were a dream.

However, as she had said before, Pei Weijin had never said he liked her.

Yan Zhuoyu shook her head, reminding herself not to be too greedy or push her luck too far; maintaining the current balance was already perfect.

She then turned her attention to her conversation with Qin Zhuyue, asking curiously, "So, what's the purpose of this outfit? Don't tell me it's just for sleeping."

Qin Zhuyue replied directly: 【Hmm, it's just sleeping, with an innocent young man.】

……

Yan Zhuoyu had already added a pair of couple watches to her shopping cart, but after some hesitation, she decided to choose a separate men's watch for Pei Weijin, just in case he didn't like wearing couple watches.

When she opened the shopping app again, the "You May Also Like" section on the homepage had all been filled with erotic lingerie recommendations.

Leopard print, furry, maid...

Even men's items are available, including semi-transparent shirts and see-through mesh panties.

Yan Zhuoyu clicked on a product detail page as if possessed, then pulled the blanket over herself and peeked at it.

I silently thought to myself, "I'll just buy it and take a look..."

These little clothes are all quite cute; she's never worn anything like them before.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and Yan Zhuoyu, who was covered by the quilt, felt stuffy and hot. Not to mention that she was in a guilty conscience and was listening intently to the sounds outside.

The bathroom door slammed shut, and Yan Zhuoyu, who was secretly looking at men's clothes, hurriedly turned off her phone, not even realizing what she had just clicked.

Pei Weijin had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and his body was enveloped in the fresh steam after his bath, with a faint pine scent spreading in the air.

Is it cold inside?

"No, it's not cold."

Yan Zhuoyu peeked out from under the covers, her cheeks flushed from the heat and her guilty conscience, even more so than Pei Weijin, who had just taken a bath.

She stared at the man's sexy Adam's apple, then gradually moved down to the beautifully sculpted lines of his shoulders and back. A few drops of water, not yet dried, quietly slid down his taut, undulating muscles. The bath towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, covering half of his V-line.

Yan Zhuoyu was all too familiar with the crucial area beneath the bath towel...

Pei Weijin dried his wet hair with a towel, his deep voice tinged with amusement: "Mrs. Pei's gaze is easily misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding?" Yan Zhuoyu looked away, her face flushing even more. She subconsciously started looking for the air conditioner remote.

Pei Weijin showed no intention of avoiding suspicion, untying his bath towel in front of her and casually tossing it into the laundry basket, revealing his muscular physique.

He put on a black bathrobe, but the belt around his waist hung loosely, and he stood in front of her with his chest wide open.

Yan Zhuoyu sat on the edge of the bed. From her angle, she could just see the rise and fall of the other person's chest, as well as a certain obvious change. But the other person still turned around and accused her: "You misunderstood that Mrs. Pei wanted to be with me..."

Before he could finish speaking, she grabbed the belt on his robe, pulled him close, and quickly fastened the seduction belt around his neck.

"That's enough. Who was it that first said that three times a week is the most suitable frequency for health?"

The clothes were on, but someone's natural advantages made the dark fabric stand out even more, making them harder to ignore.

Pei Weijin picked up the hairdryer and looked in the mirror: "It was indeed my oversight. I use it three times a week, but you use it several times more. If this continues, my body will easily become depleted."

Yan Zhuoyu walked behind him, and the mirror reflected the two of them embracing. She had originally come to condemn Pei Weijin's crimes, but when she smelled the fragrance on him, she couldn't help but sniff a few more times, and the two of them got closer and closer.

The hairdryer stopped abruptly. Pei Weijin chuckled softly, turned around, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist: "Do you like it?"

Yan Zhuoyu remembered that he had never said he liked her, so she pretended to be indifferent: "I don't like him."

He laughed and said, "I watched a lot of instructional videos this afternoon in order to make Mrs. Pei like me more."

"What kind of teaching?" Yan Zhuoyu asked, looking completely bewildered.

She felt that this person's thinking was too disjointed, jumping from one topic to another.

"For example, the office fantasy Mrs. Pei mentioned, and the special services at massage parlors."

Pei Weijin said as he picked up the body lotion: "You have to get up early to go to the film set tomorrow morning. I'll help Miss Yan apply body lotion and massage her so she can sleep more comfortably."

Yan Zhuoyu immediately understood what he meant by the instructional video, and hesitated before asking, "Is this massage you're talking about a legitimate massage?"

"of course."

……

After moving out of the apartment, Yan Zhuoyu had many more bodyguards secretly protecting her, but more than ten days passed and everything remained calm and normal.

After the start of the dog days of summer, the weather gets hotter and hotter, and the actors have to touch up their makeup from time to time.

After Yan Zhuoyu finished touching up her makeup, she politely thanked the makeup artist, then lazily leaned back in her chair and yawned: "It seems I was overthinking it. Thank you for staying by my side these past few days."

The female bodyguard was dressed quite casually, with a neat short haircut. She had completely integrated into the crew in the past few days, and no one had ever doubted her identity as an assistant.

She shrugged nonchalantly: "It's not hard at all. In our line of work, safety is always better than danger."

Qiao Xinyun seemed a little uncomfortable: "How about we get rid of that guy who's following me? Even though he won't come out unless I call him, and I can't see him usually, it still feels like there's another pair of eyes around me, and I'm not used to it."

"Okay, once you get home safely tonight, I'll arrange for him to be withdrawn."

Yan Zhuoyu readily agreed, but still planned to have the bodyguard follow for a few more days, thinking that the person might just be patient, and then she would have the bodyguard keep his distance.