Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

At six o'clock the next morning, the coolness quietly climbed up the treetops.

Pei Luonan sat up swiftly and reached out to turn off the vibrating alarm on his cell phone.

Wait, he is going to pick up Gu Fanxing for work - this was the agreement he made with Gu Fanxing in person at the entrance of the Gu family villa yesterday morning.

He walked to the cloakroom, his eyes wandering through the row of ties before finally removing a dark blue tie with a bronze cloud-thunder pattern embedded in the dark pattern. As he adjusted his cufflinks in the mirror, he caught a glimpse of a light rain outside the window and immediately sent a message to the driver: "Please prepare two umbrellas for the back seat of the Bentley: a black business umbrella and a pink umbrella with a lucky cat printed on it."

Thinking of the last time when Gu Fanxing couldn't take her eyes off the pink umbrella pattern, the corners of his lips unconsciously rose.

As the rain at the end of September, wrapped in the fragrance of osmanthus, swept across the carved windowsill, Gu Fanxing was tying the hanging rope of the archaeological shovel in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, a familiar sound of a car engine came from downstairs. Her fingertips trembled, and the bronze bell pendant hit the dressing table with a "clang", startling her so much that her reflection in the mirror shook.

His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and Pei Luonan's gentle gaze at him at the entrance last night appeared in his mind uncontrollably again.

Pei Luonan's Bentley stopped in front of the Gu family villa. He got out, clutching a brown paper bag containing freshly baked osmanthus cakes and freshly ground soy milk. In his other hand, he held a champagne rose drenched in morning dew. The moment he rang the doorbell, he heard hurried footsteps from the entrance, accompanied by Grandma Gu's teasing laughter: "Little Pei is more punctual than an alarm clock!"

Gu Fanxing felt her heartbeat so fast it could shatter her chest. She grabbed her canvas bag and rushed downstairs, her hair brushing against the wind chimes on the wall, creating a flurry of notes.

At the corner, Pei Luonan leaned against the antique display case in the entrance hall, his dark grey suit making his shoulders stand out straight, the dewdrops on the champagne rose in his arms still swirling in the morning light.

Seeing her stumbling, he raised the corner of his lips gently and reached out to take the canvas bag that was about to slip out of her hand: "You're running so fast, be careful not to fall."

When Gu Fanxing stuffed the warm soy milk into his palm, he realized that his fingers were trembling slightly.

The warmth of Pei Luonan's fingertips came through the paper cup. She hurriedly took a half step back, but her lower back hit the carved screen.

"I made the candied osmanthus this morning." He opened the food box, and the sweet aroma immediately filled the air. "Want to try it?"

Gu Fanxing stared down at the golden osmanthus flakes on the cake, not daring to meet his smiling eyes. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his Adam's apple roll gently as his bony fingers pinched a piece of cake and held it out to her: "Open your mouth."

"I, I can do it myself!" She looked up suddenly, but was met with the indelible tenderness in his eyes.

Pei Luonan's fingertips brushed across her burning cheek, and he stuffed the candy cake into her clenched palm: "Be careful, it's hot." This action was so natural as if it had been practiced thousands of times, and it burned her ears so much that they turned red instantly.

When Grandma Gu peeked out of the kitchen, she saw Pei Luonan straightening Gu Fanxing's crooked collar. His slender fingers stroked the navy blue fabric, and the cufflinks on his cuffs shone with warmth.

"Good morning, grandma." When Pei Luonan turned around to greet her, Gu Fanxing suddenly turned around and ran out the door, with the canvas bag strap wrapped around her ankle.

Suddenly, strong arms embraced her waist, and the scent of cedar mixed with osmanthus enveloped her.

"Are you so eager to throw yourself into my arms?" Pei Luonan's voice was seductively low and hoarse, and his warm breath sprayed on the back of her neck, "I'm not ready to propose yet."

Gu Fanxing's face instantly burned to her ears, and she struggled to push him away.

Pei Luonan let go of her hand and slipped the rose into the side pocket of her canvas bag: "Flowers should be given to shy girls." He opened the door of the Bentley for her, his palms resting on the roof. "My archaeologist, it's time to go."

When the Bentley drove into the Republican-era building complex where the institute was located, colleagues who had arrived early were chatting at the door.

Gu Fanxing hurriedly pulled the car door: "Go back quickly, don't..." Before she finished speaking, the car door had already opened from the outside. Pei Luonan held an umbrella to block the falling rain for her, and his other hand was protecting the roof of the car.

"Be careful not to bump into anything." His voice fell with the scent of cedar perfume, and his warm breath brushed across her red earlobe.

Suddenly, there were gasps all around, and Gu Fanxing realized that the glass windows in the entire corridor were filled with curious faces looking in.

Pei Luonan took out her canvas bag from the back seat and slung it over her shoulder with a swift movement.

"Remember to take pictures of your lunch and show them to me." When he lowered his head, the cloud-thunder pattern on his tie almost touched the top of her head. "Drink less iced American coffee, it's bad for your stomach." The caring words were not spoken loudly, but they made the surrounding colleagues collectively let out a "wow" and the surrounding discussions exploded instantly.

"Mr. Pei, your tie and Sister Gu's backpack pendant..." The new intern exclaimed, pointing at Pei Luonan's tie.

The cloud and thunder pattern on the dark indigo fabric is exactly the same as the bronze bell on Gu Fanxing's backpack.

Gu Fanxing blushed with shame and gently pushed Pei Luonan: "Go quickly, there are still things to do in the company..."

Pei Luonan suddenly grabbed her wrist and tucked the loose hair behind her ear in full view of everyone.

The warmth of his fingertips made her shiver, and the way he looked at her seemed to contain all the tenderness in the world: "I'll pick you up after get off work, wait for me."

After saying that, he placed a kiss on her burning forehead. When he turned around, the faint scent of osmanthus flowers still lingered in the wind.

Gu Fanxing remained frozen in place until the Bentley disappeared around the corner.

Ling Jiuer rushed over, holding her phone. The screen was still lingering on the snapshot of Pei Luonan helping Gu Fan with the shoulder strap of his Galaxy canvas bag. "Xing! Xing!"

She deliberately drew out her tone, her eyes gleaming with gossip.

"Did I miss a sweet drama? Tell the truth, did Pei Luonan conquer you? Did our little cabbage get eaten by a pig?"

Gu Fanxing's face flushed redder than the red-glazed pottery jars from the Warring States Period in the research institute. She grabbed the archaeological notes on the table and fanned them with her hands: "Don't, don't talk nonsense! We are just... ordinary friends!"

"Would an ordinary friend kiss your forehead in front of the entire institute?"

Ling Jiuer suddenly came closer.

"Tell me the truth, have you been moved by him for a long time? Last time you had a bad cold, it was he who sent you medicine in the middle of the night."

Before she could open her mouth to explain, Ling Jiuer took out her cell phone and played the recording.

"Watch carefully! Just now, President Pei said, 'Thank you for the hard work of my archaeologists.' That tone is full of sugar!"

Gu Fanxing hurriedly grabbed the canvas bag and ran to the repair room, hearing Ling Jiuer's shouting behind him.

"Don't run! You have to bring your family to the dinner in two days! I want to hear the details of your relationship!"

The institute was very busy that day.

Some people said that the scene of Pei Luonan tucking Gu Fanxing's hair behind her ears was very sweet, while others said that they heard him instructing his secretary on the phone: "Bring the afternoon meeting forward. I'm going to pick up the little girl from get off work."

As the sun set, Pei Luonan's Bentley stopped at the entrance of the institute on time.

Seeing Gu Fanxing coming out, he immediately went up to her and took her canvas bag.

"I heard the tea room is very lively today?" He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his eyes full of cunning. "Ling Jiuer asked me to prepare my love memoirs?"

Gu Fanxing's face burned again.

“Who, who wants to hear your memoirs…”

Pei Luonan held her hand, and when he leaned over, his warm breath brushed against her ear.

"Then I'll only tell you?"

Gu Fanxing blushed and wanted to hide, but Pei Luonan held her hand.

"Let's go, my little wife."

He opened the car door and saw the archaeological document she had been talking about on the passenger seat, with a sticky note on the cover: "Give me a little star."

Soothing classical music drifted through the car. While waiting at a red light, he suddenly turned around and said seriously, "What do you want for breakfast tomorrow? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it."

The light from the street lamps shone through the car window and shattered into starlight in his eyes.

Gu Fanxing looked at him and finally understood that some love had long been hidden in the waiting every morning and grew into a towering tree.