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

Dusk slowly spread over the green tile eaves of the Gu family villa.

Gu Fanxing was packing her luggage when her phone vibrated on the dressing table. A message from Xiao Fangfei popped up: "Boss Pei, this is such a domineering CEO move! Remember to take a hand-holding photo under the aurora and send it to us to make us jealous!" The picture was accompanied by three drooling emojis.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang downstairs, accompanied by grandma's hearty laughter: "Is that Xiao Pei? Come in and sit down!"

Gu Fanxing hurriedly stuffed the scattered cosmetic bags into the box, but heard the steady sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden steps.

Pushing open the door, Pei Luonan leaned against the carved iron gate, the hem of his black windbreaker blown by the evening breeze, but in his arms he held a brown paper bag firmly. The tips of his ears still had the chill of the outside air. "I brought you hot cocoa, less sugar and more milk foam."

Before she finished speaking, grandma came out from around the corner, her eyes narrowed into slits with a smile behind her glasses: "Oh, this is sweeter than the plum wine I made!"

There was also an object wrapped in velvet in the brown paper bag.

When Gu Fanxing opened it, she saw that it was a uniquely shaped star track brooch. The silver track was inlaid with tiny blue diamonds, which reflected the aurora-like blue under the corridor lights.

"Put it on before boarding." Pei Luonan's fingertips brushed the skin above her collarbone and pinned the brooch into the lapel of her coat.

In the living room, grandma had already set out the fruit plate.

She stuffed a handful of roasted peanuts into Pei Luonan's hands, picked up the celadon teacup, and said slowly: "Our Xingxing has been stubborn since childhood. When we were digging ancient tombs, we didn't even have time to eat."

The old man's cloudy eyes showed a light of relief. "It's good now. Someone will keep an eye on her and make sure she eats on time."

Pei Luonan's Adam's apple moved, and he reached out and gently patted the back of his grandmother's hand: "Don't worry, I have ordered a Chinese kitchen in Iceland, and I will make porridge for her every day."

He pulled out an exquisite sandalwood box from his briefcase. Inside, ten handwritten recipes were neatly stacked. "Xingxing has a weak stomach, so avoid raw or cold food."

Grandma put on her reading glasses and read the handwriting on the recipe word by word, her smile growing wider and wider: "Oh, this handwriting is even neater than Xingxing's archaeological notes!"

When sending Pei Luonan out, grandma secretly pulled Gu Fanxing aside and stuffed a pack of hot packs into her pocket: "It's cold in Iceland, let Xiao Pei put on two too."

The old woman stroked her hair with her fingers, her tone full of emotion, "Grandma is old, and I hope you can take care of each other. Seeing the light in your eyes, grandma is happier than if I had won the jackpot."

When we arrived at the airport, a dramatic scene was unfolding.

Xiao Fangfei, wearing a fur coat, stepped on the starlight, carrying two large bags of snacks and running over frantically. There were still a few dead leaves on the ends of her hair. "We've been stuck in traffic for over an hour! If we were a step later, we would have missed your romantic takeoff!" She stuffed the snacks into Pei Luonan's arms without saying anything, "Give us some snacks on the way to the stars. The potato chips are original flavor, the spicy strips are from Weilong, and the chocolate..."

Ling Jiuer calmly took out a small medicine box from her canvas bag: "Motion sickness medicine, stomach medicine, Band-Aids, and a heat pack." She glanced at Pei Luonan meaningfully, "Although the aurora is beautiful, don't let someone get cold."

When Pei Luonan took the medicine box, he caught a glimpse of a small note stuck on the lid. It read in a flamboyant style: "Boss Pei, do your best! —Written by Xiao Fangfei"

An accident suddenly happened in front of the check-in counter.

Gu Fanxing searched her bag but couldn't find her passport, and she was so anxious that sweat broke out on the tip of her nose.

Pei Luonan calmly took out a leather passport holder from the inner pocket of his windbreaker. The initials of the two people were embossed on the cover.

“I checked it three times before leaving.”

As he spoke, he tucked her scattered hair behind her ear, his action so natural as if he had repeated it a thousand times.

A woman in line took out her phone to record the scene, muttering, "Young people these days are so romantic! I have to film this to show my daughter. I want someone this thoughtful when I'm looking for a partner."

While waiting for the flight, Pei Luonan mysteriously pulled Gu Fanxing to the corner of the airport bookstore.

He pulled out a book called "Exploring Iceland's Ancient Ruins" and turned to the page with the dried flower specimens. Suddenly, he used his fingertips to gently wipe away the tiny hairs on her eyelashes: "A star fell here." His voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it, and his warm breath brushed against her red ears.

An even more embarrassing situation occurred in the boarding gate.

The heel of Gu Fanxing's newly bought boots suddenly got stuck in the gap between the floor tiles, and she fell forward.

Pei Luonan reacted quickly and knelt on one knee faster than anyone else.

While comforting her, "Don't be afraid," he carefully pried the heel of her shoe with the Swiss Army knife he carried with him, and kept his other hand under her calf, fearing that she would lose her balance.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, with some even laughing and shouting, "This boyfriend is so sweet!"

When Pei Luonan stood up and held Gu Fanxing in his arms, he used his coat to cover her blushing face and chuckled softly, "They don't know that I am saving the future shining star of the archaeological world."

In the business class, the welcome drinks handed by the flight attendant caused another incident.

When Gu Fanxing reached for the champagne glass, her sleeve accidentally knocked over the tray, and the orange-red cocktail splashed onto Pei Luonan's white shirt. "S-Sorry!" She frantically reached for a tissue, but Pei Luonan held her wrist and said, "Don't move."

He almost instinctively used his body to block the splashing liquid and unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, revealing half of his lean collarbone. "This is like experiencing the fusion of ice and fire in Iceland in advance."

The flight attendant couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. When she brought the spare shirt, she winked playfully: "Sir, you are so good to your girlfriend. Our crew members were just betting that you two must be in the honeymoon period.

When the plane passed through the air layer, the violent turbulence made Gu Fanxing instinctively grab Pei Luonan's hand.

He took her hand in his and gently covered her ears with his other hand: "Listen, does it sound like the wind in Dragon Ridge Mountain?"

As she spoke, she actually hummed her favorite folk song in a low voice. Her magnetic voice mixed with the roar of the engine, weaving a gentle web in the small space.

He also took a neck pillow from the overhead luggage rack and placed it behind her. "Lean on me."

He unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her into his arms, wrapping his jacket around their crossed shoulders. His other hand gently pressed the back of her neck. "Count my heartbeats. They're as steady as an Icelandic volcano."

The old man and his wife in the next seat smiled at each other. The old woman patted her husband's hand and said, "Old man, if you were half as sweet as this young man when you were young, I wouldn't always say that you don't understand romance."

The old man looked at the two of them and smiled and shook his head: "Young people nowadays are really enviable."

When the flight attendant reminded her to fasten her seat belt, Pei Luonan quietly unbuckled his own safety buckle and buckled it around her waist, using his body as her second line of protection.

During the meal, Pei Luonan not only cut the steak for Gu Fanxing, but also carefully picked out the mushrooms that she didn't like, and arranged the golden roasted potato cubes into a heart shape.

When Pei Luonan wiped the sauce from the corner of Gu Fanxing's mouth with an intimate gesture, the whole cabin seemed to be filled with a sweet atmosphere. Many people smiled knowingly, and even the passengers who were originally sleeping in the back row were infected by this sweet atmosphere and couldn't help but look out.

After the lights in the cabin were turned off, Pei Luonan turned on the reading light, adjusted the brightness to the lowest, and then used his laptop to play the archaeological documentary collected by Gu Fanxing.

Noticing that her shoulders were hunched due to the air conditioning, he immediately took off his suit jacket and covered her with it, and then took out her usual lavender eye mask from his luggage.

When she leaned over unconsciously during the turbulence, he maintained the same posture for two full hours, letting her breath gently brush against his wrist. Only after he was sure that she was completely asleep did he lower his head and place a kiss on the top of her head.

The flight attendant, who had just gotten up to go to the restroom, saw this and shared it with his colleagues back in the cabin: "That couple is so sweet. The boy just stood there motionless, guarding his girlfriend. What kind of fairy tale is this? I'm so full of this dog food, how about you?"