Do You Think I Can Fill My Stomach?

Peng Zezai grabbed her waist. "Let's go home."

She struggled to follow him. "Don't go home too early..."

She turned around and saw Zheng Zilin. Her heart ached a little. She felt that because of her, they had focused too hard on avoiding suspicion.

Zheng Zilin met her eyes and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up in a smile. Little Jia Jia seemed to be reluctant to part with him.

Not long after, Peng Zezai let go of her waist and walked silently in front of her. He got into the car without saying a word. Was he angry because he could not go out on a date?

She opened the car door. "Actually, you don't have to care about me. I can go home on my own. You can continue to play with your friends."

In the cold car, Peng Zezai looked up slightly. Because his grandfather did not allow them to live apart, they had been living together ever since they got married. In the past, when they came home late every night, she would ask him what he was doing.

He felt annoyed, so he had been traveling frequently for the past three years. He would go away for a month or even longer. As long as he did not see her anywhere, he would not care about what she did. However, there was one caveat. She could not be with Zheng Zilin.

"Get in the car," he said coldly.

"But, I'm hungry..." She hesitated.

"Get in the car."

'Alright, I'll get in!' If she did not get in the car, he would lose his temper.

Zhao Jia got in the car. "Can I treat you to dinner?"

Peng Zezai ignored her. She said, "Then, can you treat me?"

He kept silent. 

What? She could not even have a meal? With such a bad temper, probably only Zheng Zilin could tolerate it. She snorted and turned her back to him. The two of them did not say anything until the car drove into the villa called Fengting. Zhao Jia was the first to get out of the car. She was so hungry that she almost started screaming, so she left very quickly.

As soon as she entered, she heard the servant's respectful voice. "Dinner is ready."

Zhao Jia thought of Peng Zezai's bland tastes, and she felt bitter.

It was better than nothing. For the baby in her stomach, she had to eat. She changed into slippers and walked into the dining hall. The food was as bland as she had imagined. However, the baby in her stomach was surely cute. Zhao Jia was not like pregnant women in TV series who had no appetite. Instead, she had a good appetite. Why didn't Peng Zezai come to eat? Was he full?

She was the only one on the table. She took out her cell phone out of boredom and opened a short video app. When she clicked on it, she saw a man wearing a black mask. He was wearing a black shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs. She turned up the music and the scene replayed.

'Wow, he is so brazen?' She shyly scrolled through a few funny videos.

Then, she saw a pair of well-defined hands holding a black chess piece. The fingers were white and clean, and even the nails were round and perfect. This hand was so beautiful. She was in love. She excitedly put down her chopsticks and opened the comment section.

[ Man, the hands of an anime character are not as long as yours! ]

[ Hubby, hold my hands! ]

[ When I think about how these hands still have to wipe their butt, my heart aches a little. ]

Zhao Jia could not help but click like. She excitedly opened the person's profile page. This person seemed to be a hand model. All the videos did not show his face, only revealing a pair of hands that were as good-looking as a manga character's! The boys nowadays were too... too cute!

She excitedly browsed the videos and even forgot to eat. She did not even realize that a shadow had appeared beside her.

Even though it was five years into the future, there were still such good apps. The pair of slender hands on the screen grabbed a black tie. The lower right corner of the screen showed the same picture. His fingers looked even more slender and good-looking than a manga character's.

"So good-looking..." Her small mouth was overflowing with praise.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a hand that looked even more beautiful than the hand in the video. This hand was on the black dining table. A clear voice came from above her head, "Don't play with your phone while eating."

Not only was she playing with her phone, but she also looked like she was infatuated with the man behind the screen. If he did not stop her, her saliva would drip onto the table in the next second.

"If I can touch your hand, I won't play with it anymore, okay...?" She put down her phone and her eyes fell on his beautiful hand.

Peng Zezai retracted his hand and sat across from her. "Play with your phone then."

He would rather endure watching her play with her phone, instead of letting her touch his hand. She looked at him with an expression that said she had been wronged, and pursed her red lips. "I'm not a pervert. Don't misunderstand me. I just think that your hand is very beautiful..."

She was a pervert! Peng Zezai's expression became colder and colder. His slender fingers subconsciously went to his heart. Only then did he remember that when he went to change his clothes, he did not put on a tie. His fingers twisted and undid the first button of his shirt.

Although she could not touch it, the image of him unbuttoning his shirt was too sexy... Back then, when she was interested in Peng Zezai, she probably did not only take a liking to that face, but also that pair of hands.

Back then, when she pursued him, she also liked to say these words. However, after being married for three years, she had long stopped saying it. She would not stare at him so directly, as if she could see right through him.