However, Meng Ruozhao's mind simply couldn't process such complex issues at the moment.
All her attention was drawn to the handsome face beneath her palm and the strong masculine aura emanating from him.
She just giggled blankly, repeating, "So handsome... truly handsome..."
Pei Jiangmu watched her completely drunk and muddled state and knew that he wouldn't be able to get any details out of her by asking further.
However, confirming the breakup was enough.
He smiled helplessly, but his eyes were filled with doting and a sense of certainty.
Instead of letting go of her hand, he even became more bold and guided that soft little hand to slowly slide down.
It skimmed across his jawline, reached his neck, and then...
Gently pressed on his pectoral muscles, the distinct undulations of which could be felt even through the thin T - shirt.
Meng Ruozhao trembled violently as if struck by an electric current.
Her hand instinctively tried to curl up, but he held it firmly, making her feel the firm and elastic texture.
"This is also very handsome," he said in a hoarse voice, his eyes dark, with undisguised seduction.
"Doesn't sister want to take a closer look?"
With his other hand, he quietly took out his phone and quickly and covertly sent a message to Qi Yu.
"Check the surveillance cameras in the corridor outside 'Cloud Water Pavilion' and the elevator. The time period is after Zhaozhao left the private room."
"I want to know what Yan Qiubai did to her, what he said, every single detail."
After sending the message, he immediately threw the phone aside as if nothing had happened.
All his attention returned to the little drunk cat in front of him, who was completely dazed and blushing as if blood was about to drip.
He held her hand and even more boldly guided her, trying to lead her hand towards his well - defined abs.
Alcohol, a handsome man, and that seductive, deep voice...
Meng Ruozhao's rationality had already surrendered, leaving only the most instinctive reactions and a blank dizziness.
Pei Jiangmu stared closely at her, paying attention to her reactions.
Meng Ruozhao's hand was led to clumsily wander on that firm and scorching territory.
The touch beneath her fingertips was an unprecedented experience.
The tense muscles, the burning temperature, and the slightly undulating contours with each breath were full of tension.
The alcohol made her brain stop thinking, leaving only the most primitive sensory instincts.
She even unconsciously pressed gently on his highly elastic pectoral muscle with her fingertip.
Pei Jiangmu's Adam's apple rolled violently, and he let out a very soft and suppressed grunt.
On the surface, he still maintained that innocent and helpless "little brother" look.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, and even his cheeks blushed faintly in coordination.
As if he was extremely embarrassed by this bold move.
However, under his drooping eyelids.
The depths of his dark eyes were surging with a dark fire and a crazy possessiveness that almost swallowed his rationality.
His heart was screaming madly and laughing triumphantly -
Look, it should be like this.
Even if she forgot who he was.
His Zhaozhao's body, her instincts, still couldn't resist him.
She would still easily be fascinated by his good looks and unable to extricate herself!
This realization made his blood boil.
A twisted and morbid sense of satisfaction and pride wrapped around his heart like a vine, tightening more and more.
But in this extreme secret pleasure, a cold poisonous thorn suddenly pierced into his deepest hidden pain.
Yes...
What she liked was always the young, vibrant, and good - looking appearance.
Just like back then, she also said to him with a smile like this.
The person she liked had to be good - looking in her eyes, like a beautiful, well - behaved, and innocent little wolfdog.
She couldn't help but want to tease and possess him.
God knows how much he wanted to strangle her at that time.
Because except for being good - looking, nothing about him matched what she said!
Moreover, he found that there really was such a little wolfdog among them!
...
So now, he had deliberately camouflaged himself.
He smoothed out all his edges and corners, hid all his fangs, and packaged himself as a harmless, innocent puppy that needed her pity.
Just to get close to her again and attract her attention.
But he knew very well that beneath this disguise was his real age, two years older than hers.
It was the past that she had already forgotten.
It was the reality that she was desperately trying to escape from him.
If... if she found out the truth in the future.
And discovered that he was not only not "young" but also the very person she had once wanted to get rid of completely...
What would she do?
Would she look at him with that cold and disgusted look, as if he were something dirty?
Would she push him away again without hesitation?
Just thinking about that possibility.
A kind of destructive violence and panic almost broke through his carefully - crafted cuteness.
He almost couldn't control himself and wanted to crush her into his bones and blood so that she could never escape!
...
Just as Pei Jiangmu was immersed in this self - pitying, dark panic, Meng Ruozhao's attention had already drifted elsewhere.
She stopped groping randomly on his chest and propped herself up slightly.
Her blurred eyes, filled with a mist of water, stared directly at his lips.
The shape of his lips was perfect, and their natural color was a faint crimson. At the moment, they were slightly pursed due to his emotional fluctuations.
They looked... extremely soft and had an inexplicable fatal attraction.
Meng Ruozhao tilted her head and stared for a very long time.
So long that Pei Jiangmu noticed her abnormality and looked up at her with those eyes that hadn't fully hidden the dark emotions.
"Sister, what's wrong?" he asked softly.
She suddenly leaned closer to him, and the warm breath filled with the strong smell of alcohol almost blew on his lips.
Her voice was slurred, with the innocence after getting drunk and an unconscious temptation.
"Pei Jiangmu..."
"Hmm?"
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of barely noticeable tension.
"Have we met somewhere before?"
Pei Jiangmu's heart suddenly stopped.
All the blood in his body seemed to freeze instantly.
Did she remember?!
He almost immediately held his breath and forced himself to stay calm.
But his voice revealed a very slight tremor.
"Why do you ask?"
Meng Ruozhao giggled blankly, stretched out the finger that had been causing trouble on his body just now, and lightly touched his lips without actually making contact, her eyes blurred but focused.
"Because, here..."
She whispered, as if sharing a secret that only the two of them knew, and her breath blew more scorchingly across his lips.
"Well, it's just... there's always a voice in my heart telling me."
"Your lips... look... so kissable."
"It seems like I've kissed them before..."
Boom -!
All the panic, all the dark speculations.
In the face of this one sentence, were instantly replaced by a more surging and crazy ecstasy and desire.
The last bit of Pei Jiangmu's disguise in his eyes completely shattered and was covered by an almost demonic light.
He hooked the corner of his lips, and that smile was no longer shy or helpless as before.
Instead, it was full of aggression and a confident arc.