Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Pei Du continued flipping through the pages, looking at the happy life described by An Jia at the end, hoping to find something about Sheng Shixian.

After Pei Du's death, Sheng Shixian became the commander of the military. Pei Du imagined what Sheng Shixian would look like in military uniform and was quite curious about his development over the next few decades.

I saw Ling Shu again several months later. He had changed his identity again; perhaps his previous experiences had deeply affected him, and he had undergone a significant transformation.

He asked me how Pei Du died. I told him the whole story, but he still didn't believe me. It was an accident, but he insisted on investigating.

Pei Du blinked.

[...I'm being driven mad by Ling Shu. Why is he doing this? Ling Shu's status is no ordinary person now. He frequently mobilizes troops to patrol our area. I know what he's thinking; he's forcing me to die.]

Only my master can protect me. I don't know what my master said to Ling Shu, but it was as if he tossed something to Ling Shu. Ling Shu sneered incessantly and finally led his army away.

But he still didn't let me go. For the next few decades, Ling Shu followed me wherever I went; he was determined to oppose me. Fortunately, my master was there, protecting me from beginning to end and preventing me from getting hurt.

I love him the most; I'm his dog.

The contents of the black book were finished, and Pei Du was somewhat stunned after reading it. He closed the black book and stuffed the thick, heavy book into the cabinet.

Pei Du stood up and opened the door to look downstairs. Sheng Shixian had spent the entire afternoon disassembling and assembling equipment. When he relaxed, he liked to show his tail, which was fluffy and soft and swayed from time to time like a blooming flower.

Pei Du walked to his side, hugged Sheng Shixian from behind, and kissed him down the back of his neck.

When Sheng Shixian was first hugged, his body stiffened slightly. He continued to disassemble the equipment without changing his expression, ignoring Pei Du's little actions.

Pei Du didn't say anything. He just gently kissed Sheng Shixian's skin, the warmth of the flesh and blood proving that the person in front of him was alive.

Sheng Shixian narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed down on Pei Du's hand that had slipped inside his clothes, and said in an unchanged voice, "Pei Du, are you horny in broad daylight?"

Pei Du didn't answer. He used a little force and continued to press his palm down. The pressure from behind covered him, and Sheng Shixian's body straightened up, his tail naturally wrapping around Pei Du's waist.

"Sheng Shixian, I want to sleep with you," Pei Du whispered in his ear.

Sheng Shixian felt that Pei Du was becoming increasingly shameless. What frigidity? What frigidity is like him?

Sheng Shixian gripped the military equipment in his hand tightly and deliberately said, "I need to study, don't let it affect my exam."

“It won’t affect anything.” Pei Du felt the trembling of Sheng Shixian’s muscles. He picked up the pen next to him and placed his palm on the back of Sheng Shixian’s hand. “You write yours, I’ll do mine.”

Pei Du was good at saving trouble. He loosened Sheng Shixian's leather belt and pulled down his clothes.

Sheng Shixian lowered his head and gasped for breath. The heat on his back grew stronger and stronger, and the pen between his fingers was already crooked beyond recognition.

"Sheng Shixian, what would you do if I died?" Pei Du's voice was close to Sheng Shixian's ear, deep and strangely hoarse.

Sheng Shixian's eyes were unfocused. He leaned close to Pei Du's body, and his words were ruthless: "I'll build you a tomb and bury you in it."

Pei Du laughed: "And what about you?"

"I'll do what I always have to do," Sheng Shixian said, turning his head to bite Pei Du. "I'm not going to die young, that's bad luck."

Pei Du hugged Sheng Shixian's waist and abdomen tightly, pressing against Sheng Shixian's back from behind, feeling their distinctly different heartbeat frequencies.

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore." Pei Du closed his eyes slightly, shifting his focus elsewhere.

That's really bad luck.

……

Pei Du and An Jia arranged a meeting place.

Pei Du left the villa at noon that day. He and An Jia had originally arranged to meet at 7 p.m., but on the way, he suddenly called An Jia and said that he had changed his mind and asked to meet her a few hours earlier.

It's a little past noon now, but Pei Du and An Jia said it would be one o'clock.

Time was of the essence, and An Jia didn't have time to discuss things further with the others.

Pei Du was firm in his tone when he spoke to her, saying bluntly, "One thing, I'm busy the rest of the time. If you don't come, then we don't need to see each other anymore."

An Jia became visibly anxious, and she agreed to Pei Du's request without hesitation for more than a few seconds.

"It's the same coffee shop as before. I'm already on my way."

Pei Du hummed in agreement and hung up the call.

The coffee shop wasn't far; it took Pei Du about twenty minutes by car. The coffee shop was in a secluded location, with few people passing by.

When Pei Du arrived at the coffee shop, An Jiaren hadn't arrived yet, so he went to the second floor to find a seat.

A moment later, another man wearing a black baseball cap came up from the first floor. He found a corner spot and casually picked up a piece of paper from the table to cover his face.

Pei Du glanced at Sheng Shixian, then quickly looked away.

An Jia arrived in a hurry fifteen minutes later. Her clothes were still very elegant, and her high heels made a sound as she walked, causing her ruby ​​earrings to sparkle frequently.

Pei Du looked at her. An Jia's makeup was exquisite, and the backpack casually placed beside her was also a rare luxury brand. If Pei Du hadn't read the Black Book, he would indeed have had difficulty discerning An Jia's mental state from her appearance alone.

An Jia sat upright opposite Pei Du, and said awkwardly, "Pei Du, it's been a long time. Did you bring the agreement?"

Pei Du pushed one of the two agreements to An Jia and said simply, "Sign it."

An Jia held the pen, seemingly hesitating for a long time, before finally bowing her head and signing the document. Pei Du took back the document, glanced at it, and, finding no problems, prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." An Jia called out to Pei Du. She seemed ashamed and pursed her lips as she spoke to Pei Du, "Pei Du, could you lend me some money? I'm having some financial difficulties lately."

Pei Du looked at her, "You already borrowed a million from me before, and you still haven't paid me back. Now you want to borrow money again?"

An Jia's face stiffened. "When did I borrow a million from you? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Pei Du's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. He slammed his phone down on the table and said, "You told me yourself on the phone, and now you're going back on your word? I still have the transfer records in my bank account. An Jia, what do you mean by this?"

An Jia looked at Pei Du with a flickering gaze, as if she had suffered a great humiliation, but she still insisted, "Pei Du, I didn't ask you for that much money, nor did I call you first. What's the point of you accusing me like this?"

“I’m not accusing you. You know perfectly well whether you did such a thing or not.” Pei Du leaned back in his chair and gestured with his chin toward An Jia. “I still have the phone recording saved. Do you want to listen to it?”