YM778.TV Chapter 69 - Drink
Song Chuyi’s gaze stayed silently on her delicate and flushed face for a few seconds. He turned away and poured a glass of baijiu. “I’ll drink.”
He finished it in a shot, clearing the glass.
Changqing was dazed, staring at his fair features and thinking about the previous time he became a complete mess when he was drunk at home. She tugged at his pants forcefully, asking softly, “Are you okay?”
Song Chuyi shook his head expressionlessly.
Chi Yining covered her mouth and laughed delicately, “Dr. Song, you’re so against eating a piece of mango with our Sister Changqing?”
“Don’t you think the mango is too yellow?” Song Chuyi ridiculed lightly.
The group blanked out for a moment before breaking out into laughter.
Zhan Mingwei hit the table, laughing out loud. “Right, right, too yellow. Here, here, let’s continue.”
“You guys go ahead. I’m going to the washroom.” Song Chuyi suddenly stood up.
Changqing was very close to him. At a glimpse, she seemed to have noticed that there was a layer of moisture on his forehead.
After playing for another round, Changqing’s cell phone suddenly rang. She took this chance to leave the drinking table.
The call was from Changxin. She called for no other reason than to ask how she’d been getting along with Song Chuyi. After dealing with her with a couple of sentences, Changqing thought about it and went towards the washroom.
By then, Song Chuyi happened to stagger out of the gents. He stumbled forward two steps and leaned against the wall, lifting his blushed face slightly. His eyes revealed his tipsiness and there were even water droplets trickling down his smooth neckline sexily.
“Song Chuchu, are you alright?” Changqing looked left and right. There was no one around. She tiptoed over hurriedly, grumbling, “Why did you force yourself when you can’t drink?”
Song Chuyi’s slightly shivering and burning gaze met hers. His lips curled, unexpectedly looking a little evil. “You mean you wish we ate the mango?”
Changqing’s face burned.
His back left the wall and he took a step in front but fell on her unsteadily.
Changqing let out a soft cry while supporting him but his entire body was pressing on her thin, little shoulders and she had no choice but to hold on to his back.
The outline of their shadows hugging together was cast on the floor. Changqing’s heart was beating crazily. She was extremely regretful. If she had known earlier, she would’ve have worn this gown. Her shoulders were all exposed, making it look as though Song Chuyi and her were physically close.
This was her first time being so close to a man.
This was her first time having a man breathing on her shoulder. It felt ticklish.
“You, you... what should I do? Do you still want to go back to the table?” Changqing was so nervous that she was at a loss. “Or do you want to go back?”
“You drive.” Song Chuyi took out a car key from his pocket.
Changqing was dazed for a moment. “But I... have to attend the party.”
“Alright, then I’ll leave by myself.” Song Chuyi left her, supporting himself on the wall while he swayed off.
Changqing stomped her feet. He could get someone from the Manor to take him. This guy...
However, after thinking about it, they were husband and wife after all, so she went up to help him.
Both of them left through the back door. Changqing found his car and Song Chuyi fell onto the passenger seat. He faced up while leaning back with his eyes shut and handsome features twitching.
Changqing sat in the driver’s seat and noticed he had his hands over his stomach.
“Are you hurting because you finished that glass too quickly?” Changqing had never had baijiu but could imagine how strong that glass of baijiu was. Those who normally didn’t drink definitely wouldn’t be able to take it.
Song Chuyi didn’t say anything. His mouth was shut tight and he only kept rubbing his stomach non-stop with his hand.
Changqing was at a loss with this man in pain in front of her. After thinking for a long while, she found an ointment in her purse. “Apply this on your stomach. It’s cool, and it will relieve the pain.”