Quickly wear the bad woman and get married and have a baby

Pei Xi carried Yan Jiu towards the lounge, and the weight on his arm made him feel uneasy.

Yan Jiu was clearly his servant, so why did it seem like he had become her servant now?

Yan Jiu's hair fell between his arms, brushing against his skin lightly, causing a slight itch.

Pei Xi subconsciously tightened his arms, and his heartbeat quickened when he felt the warm body temperature of the person in his arms.

"You can put me down now." Yan Jiu twisted her body, and the ends of her hair with the scent of shower gel brushed across his nose.

Pei Xi bent down reflexively, his movements as stiff as if he was putting down a fragile object.

As soon as Yan Jiu touched the bed, she rolled around happily, her light blue skirt swaying and her white feet dangling in the air.

"I'm thirsty." She supported her chin and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Pei Xi's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the place where he had just hugged her, and the residual warmth made his throat tighten.

"Would you like water or juice?" He regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. The tone was so gentle that it was almost unlike himself.

"I want to drink coconut milk."

As soon as Yan Jiu finished speaking, Pei Xi walked honestly towards the refrigerator.

With the cold can pressed against his palm, Pei Xi stared at the condensed water droplets sliding down the aluminum can, and suddenly realized a terrible fact - he... had developed thoughts about Yan Jiu that he shouldn't have.

Although he knew that Yan Jiu liked him, he had rejected her several times before, so he felt a little embarrassed to confess to Yan Jiu.

How can I get her to confess?

Pei Xi came back with a glass of cold coconut water and sat on the edge of the bed, obviously absent-minded.

Yan Jiu took the coconut milk, tilted her head back and drank most of it. She casually put the can on the bedside table, and the metal and wooden surface collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Pei Xi's eyes were always glued to her. For some unknown reason, he reached out and picked up the can of coconut milk and took a sip directly from it.

Yan Jiu's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief: "You...I drank that."

Pei Xi's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of the sweet liquid, pretending to be calm and said, "Didn't you say you don't want to drink anymore?"

"Yeah..." Yan Jiu blinked, his cheeks slightly hot, "No, I mean, I drank that!"

Pei Xi's ears turned red instantly, and his fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the can. The cold metal became slightly hot when he held it.

He took a deep breath and said with determination: "I know you like me."

Yan Jiu: “…….” It’s fake, she was talking nonsense.

Pei Xi's voice was tense, afraid that Yan Jiu would be unhappy when she remembered the scene when he rejected her. "I drank the coconut milk you drank, and we kissed indirectly. Are you happy?"

Yan Jiu was silent for two seconds, and finally couldn't help but reached out and touched his forehead: "Pei Xi, do you have a fever?"

Pei Xi grabbed Yan Jiu's wrist, his palm was incredibly hot.

His entire face flushed crimson, even his neck was faintly pink, but he still managed to put on a fierce look.

"Don't you want to take responsibility?" His voice was tense and his eyes flickered.

Yan Jiu's pupils trembled slightly at his nonsensical words, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back: "What responsibility do I have?"

Seeing that she didn't understand what he meant at all, Pei Xi was so anxious that his fingertips were shaking.

He simply stepped forward, trapping Yan Jiu between the headboard and his arms, and gnashed his teeth as he said, "I don't care. You kissed me, so you must be responsible for me."

"When did I kiss you..." Yan Jiu suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"You're not talking about the can of coconut milk just now. You took the initiative to drink it, right?"

Pei Xi's eyelashes trembled violently, but he still forced a sneer: "Humph, who told you to put the jar next to me? I think you did it on purpose."

Yan Jiu looked at his cowardly appearance and suddenly found it funny.

She deliberately dragged out her tone: "Oh - then Mr. Pei, tell me, how do you want me to take responsibility?"

Pei Xi suddenly choked, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but he couldn't squeeze out even a word.