Jiang Li answered Xie Youci’s call.
At that moment, Chi Yang was in the midst of a drunken frenzy, shamelessly pressing herself against Jiang Li’s chest. “I’m not drunk, not yet! Drink today, be merry today! If the moon doesn’t sleep, I won’t sleep!”
“Xiao Tianli, your alcohol tolerance is really something. When Xie Youci and I hold our wedding banquet, you’ll have to sit at the kids’ table!”
Jiang Li was on the verge of a breakdown.
While trying to restrain Chi Yang’s wandering hands, she struggled to keep the conversation going with Xie Youci. “She’s gone mad, Xie Youci. Listen to her—she’s so out of it she’s even talking about marrying you!”
“Hurry over and help. If Ji Fengting and Xue Rang are around, bring them too. I can’t hold her down at all!”
Xie Youci felt a dull ache in his temples.
He lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. “They’re not here. I’ll come over. Send me the address.”
See? She really does have a crush on him.
Even drunk, she’s spilling her true feelings—still dreaming of marrying him. Ji Fengting and Xue Rang just wouldn’t believe it.
Jiang Li quickly agreed and thanked him profusely for coming to the rescue.
After hanging up, Chi Yang, who had been causing a ruckus, suddenly quieted down.
She snuggled into Jiang Li’s embrace, rubbing her face against her chest. “Mmm, Xiao Tianli, your chest is so soft.”
Jiang Li: “…”
Ah! Can someone please control this shameless woman!
Control this woman who, every time she gets drunk, randomly picks a lucky victim and proceeds to take advantage of them!
Xie Youci arrived quickly.
Seizing the moment when Chi Yang relaxed her grip, Jiang Li let go of her as if avoiding the plague and shoved her toward Xie Youci.
Xie Youci had just stepped inside.
Before he could even react, a sweet, wine-scented fragrance suddenly enveloped his senses.
Then, the soft, warm figure that haunted his dreams night after day crashed unexpectedly into his arms. Her slender, jade-like arms wrapped around his strong, well-defined waist.
Instinctively, Xie Youci reached out to hold her in place.
As his palm pressed against the small of her back, the distinct and powerful lines of his knuckles stood out, exuding a domineering yet strangely boyfriend-like aura of raw masculinity.
Jiang Li: “…”
She raised her hands in surrender. “Sorry, I pushed too hard. I was just afraid this shameless woman would spill more wine on me.”
Jiang Li tugged at her clothes to show him.
The hem was almost completely soaked.
“How much did she drink?” Xie Youci frowned slightly.
He glanced down at Chi Yang’s hand, relieved to see that the blood and pus from her wound hadn’t seeped through.
Jiang Li pointed to the pile on the coffee table. “Just these. Quite a lot. Half of it went down her throat, and the other half ended up on my clothes.”
Chi Yang seemed to have lost her mind tonight.
As if trying to shut Jiang Li up, every time Jiang Li tried to pry about the engagement ring, Chi Yang would raise her glass in a daze and declare, “If we’re sisters, don’t ask questions—drink!”
Jiang Li hadn’t drunk much.
She knew Chi Yang’s alcohol tolerance was poor, so she had to stay somewhat sober to keep her in check.
But in the end, she still couldn’t control her.
“I’ll leave the rest to you.”
Jiang Li stepped back. “I know you two don’t get along, but as a man and a childhood friend, since you’re here, you should take some responsibility. I really can’t carry her.”
Xie Youci responded with a low hum.
He had come to take Chi Yang away, and he couldn’t take her anywhere else—he had to carry her back to the marital home.”I’ll go to the restroom to deal with my clothes first. You help keep an eye on her for a bit, and I’ll come back to help you later.”
With that, Jiang Li hurried off to the restroom.
Chi Yang nestled in Xie Youci’s embrace, lifting her hazy, drunken eyes to look at him. A tipsy smile curved in her crescent-shaped eyes as she tilted her head, her cheeks flushed crimson.
“Hehe…”
She blinked her shimmering, intoxicated eyes, rising on tiptoe to draw closer. Suddenly, she reached out, tugged the hem of his shirt out of his pants, and slipped her hand inside again, pressing it against his abdominal muscles.
“It’s you again! Mr. Abdominal Muscles~”
Then, boldly and unrestrainedly, she curled her fingers and gave them a couple of squeezes. The feel was fantastic, just as always—firm and springy.
Xie Youci: “…”
Although this scenario was well within his expectations, his lower abdomen still tightened involuntarily.
Xie Youci lazily lowered his gaze to look at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
He was almost amused by her antics. “Chi Er Er, who on earth taught you this? Sober, you stubbornly refuse to admit you like me, but every time you get drunk, you take advantage of me?”
“Huh?”
Chi Yang blinked her drunken, shimmering eyes, swaying slightly as if she hadn’t understood what he was saying.
Xie Youci couldn’t be bothered to argue with a drunkard.
His tone was arrogant. “Can you still walk?”
Chi Yang grinned sweetly and clumsily, throwing herself into his arms and resting her chin on his collarbone. “No.”
“I want a hug~” she said, spreading her arms wide.
Xie Youci stared at her with his dark eyes for a long moment, then faintly curled his lips, though his words remained teasing. “Fine.”
“Since you like me so much.”
Chi Yang paid him no mind.
Xie Youci leisurely bent down, placing his hands at her waist and behind her knees, lifting her in a princess carry.
He had intended to take Chi Yang away directly.
But the young lady in his arms kicked her legs discontentedly, pointing toward the sofa. “Over there!”
“What for?” Xie Youci glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.
Chi Yang blinked her drunken, shimmering eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. Suddenly, she lifted her face, pressing her nose against his.
Xie Youci’s breath hitched for a moment.
Completely caught off guard, his gaze met a pair of hazy, innocent, and ethereal eyes.
Those usually lively and proud eyes were now tinged with drunkenness, filled with a blend of allure and tenderness, seductive as silk, as if they had cast an invisible hook to ensnare him.
Xie Youci lowered his gaze to look at her.
He felt as if those eyes were magnetic, capable of making him lose control and fall into them in an instant.
And Chi Yang leaned even closer, her lips parting as her breath brushed against him. “I left something on the sofa~”
She blinked again.
As if deliberately trying to charm Xie Youci.
Xie Youci let out a helpless sigh, as if he couldn’t resist her. Without a hint of suspicion, he turned and carried her toward the sofa. “What did you leave?”
“Put me down, and I’ll look for it myself,” she whispered softly against his ear, her arms still wrapped around his neck.
Xie Youci felt a shiver run down his spine.
It seemed he couldn’t refuse Chi Yang’s whims at all. His heart and soul felt as if they were being led by her, with instinctive desire and infatuation embedded in tonight’s midnight thrill.
Chi Yang obediently clung to Xie Youci’s neck.
Waiting for him to carry her over.
And Xie Youci did exactly that, holding her with a boyfriend’s strength, the veins on his arms bursting with an intensely wild and seductive appeal that seemed to pierce straight to the bone.
Chi Yang stared at the veins on his arms.It was as if she was drawn to him.
Just as Xie Youci bent down to set her aside, he hadn’t expected Chi Yang—who had long planned to act shamelessly—to suddenly tighten her arms around his neck on purpose.
Xie Youci had originally been worried that she had drunk too much and might feel nauseous, so he lowered himself carefully with one knee against the sofa, intending to let go.
But he hadn’t anticipated Chi Yang pulling such a trick midway.
Caught off guard, his body suddenly lurched forward and downward. Fortunately, he managed to free one arm in time to brace against the sofa, but he still ended up kneeling with one knee, leaning over Chi Yang.