Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Cheng Zhiyu was both self-deprecating and angry. The self-deprecating thing was that no matter what he did, Xili would never see him. She always only had the fourth brother in her eyes. What she was angry with was that even if the fourth brother had The person he likes, Xili still loves him so much that he gives up on himself.

She shouldn't be like this.

She has been the pride of these dandies since she was a child. When she was very young, her mother and concubine always said: "Look at how powerful you are, sister Xili. You will be a heroine in the future!"

So he looked at her, from childhood to adulthood.

He was still looking at her today, but he was watching her cry while drinking.

Cheng Zhiyu walked over with a sullen face and stretched out his arms to hug the limp person on the couch.

Ji Xili took the initiative to reach out and hugged his neck tightly, lying on his neck and crying, feeling unprecedentedly weak.

She said: "Why... you can't like me... I... I obviously only want you to like me... a little... like me a little..."

Cheng Zhiyu paused, looked down at the person in his arms, and said softly: "I like you very much, more than a little."

"Why did you go to her...she doesn't like you, I don't like you...she wants to go...why do you go..."

Ji Xili bit his shoulder, and bit down hard, wanting him to hurt, but also hurting herself.

Cheng Zhiyu didn't move and let her bite his shoulder, and finally twitched his brows, slightly tightened the hand holding her slender waist, put her down on the couch, leaned over her, and stared at her indifferently. Looking at the person below him, he said word by word: "Ji Xili, see who I am."

Ji Xili couldn't hear what he was saying at all, but just watched him cry.

Cheng Zhiyu felt more and more blocked in his heart, and suddenly lowered his head to cover her murmuring lips, for fear that some name he didn't want to hear would come out of her mouth. He kissed her, but he was not happy at all.

He just didn't want to hear those words, words that had nothing to do with him.

Maybe it was because he pressed his hand on her waist too hard, Ji Xili slowly opened her blurred eyes wide in pain, and saw people clearly among the blurred outlines, she became a little bit awake, only feeling It was even more uncomfortable, and she wanted to push him away, but he was pressing on her, and she was so drunk that she couldn't move at all. When he finally left her lips, Ji Xili hissed: "Get up..."

"Ji Xili, you know that, don't you?" Cheng Zhiyu was still oppressing her, his eyes were full of deep and dark feelings, and his voice was hoarse, "You know, I like you, so I have been avoiding you these days. I don't want to see me. But, sister Xili, you don't have to avoid me, I never wanted to hurt you, I just like you..."

Ji Xili left her head, her eyes were red, "I...don't like you..."

Cheng Zhiyu looked down at her and smiled with her lips curled up, with a very flirtatious look, "I know."

The bitterness in his tone was swallowed back.

He picked her up with lowered eyes, "I'll take you back."

"I... go by myself..."

Cheng Zhiyu didn't listen to her, and stubbornly carried her away from Lanyue Pavilion.

However, just now when I went downstairs, I saw a man in blue shirt coming up to the attic. When he saw him, he leaned against the side of the corridor again. When he came down, he curled his lips and mocked: "It's a coincidence that every time my sister gets drunk for five The prince is here."