Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 223 : Okay

"Hah... hah..."

Breathing heavily, Xifeng didn't need to check the system to know that all the values must be off the charts right now. This wasn't her first time drinking pink flower tea—its effects were much stronger than the Strange Tattoo.

Since everything had come so suddenly, Xifeng's brain was still in complete chaos, unable to say a word.

The fact that Bei Yaoyue had prepared pink flower tea in advance could only mean one thing—Bei Yaoyue had already anticipated that she would take advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack, so she had prepared countermeasures in advance, keeping the pink flower tea in her mouth, just waiting for her to walk into the trap.

But... how was this possible!

"You..." Xifeng couldn't believe it. "You're not drunk?"

Out of caution, Xifeng had confirmed several times before. She was certain that Bei Yaoyue was absolutely as drunk as could be, already at the point where drinking just a little bit more would make her unconscious on the spot. How could she still plan such an undetectable trap?!

"Of course I'm drunk, but..." The corner of her mouth curved into a victor's smile as Bei Yaoyue breathed lightly. "I understand you too well."

Perhaps because she had been holding the pink flower tea in her mouth for a long time and was somewhat affected by it, Bei Yaoyue's breathing was also a bit rapid. Only now did Xifeng understand why Bei Yaoyue's drunken flush had become much more vivid than before when she came out of the shower—it was due to the influence of the pink flower tea.

Damn it! She should have noticed!

"Even if I'm drunk." With a light laugh, Bei Yaoyue reached out to poke Xifeng's cheek, leaning down with fragrant breath. "My drunk brain is still brighter than your silly one."

The mixture of alcohol and gardenia fragrance hit her face, immediately making Xifeng dizzy and confused. Her cheeks rapidly heated up under the dual influence of shyness and pink flower tea, already hot enough to fry an egg.

"Can I do what I love to do?" Bei Yaoyue asked with a smile.

No!

I was first, clearly I was first...

But why... did it turn out like this...

Xifeng was on the verge of tears. She still couldn't figure out which part had gone wrong. Could it really be as Bei Yaoyue said—that even drunk, her brain worked better than hers?

But Xifeng definitely wouldn't admit to such a roundabout way of calling herself stupid. She could only attribute everything to Bei Yaoyue not being drunk at all, deceiving herself.

Facing Bei Yaoyue's question, Xifeng bit her lip and didn't want to answer.

Seeing Xifeng not responding, Bei Yaoyue took it as consent. As her hands roamed up and down Xifeng's body, Xifeng's clothes were quickly removed, leaving only the last pair of underwear stubbornly defending the final territory.

When things reached this point, Xifeng understood she had completely lost the ability to compete with Bei Yaoyue. She bit her lip tightly and turned her head away, resolutely refusing to look at the person in front of her.

But after waiting a long time, Bei Yaoyue made no further moves. Xifeng, burning with fire and growing impatient from the long wait, secretly glanced at Bei Yaoyue, only to discover that she was just wearing a faint smile, using her intoxicated gaze to continuously scan every part of her body.

"Don't... don't keep staring at me like that..." Xifeng was so embarrassed she wanted to die on the spot.

The heart fire stirred by the pink flower tea and atmosphere burned unbearably. Xifeng almost couldn't help but speak out an invitation, but intense shame made her swallow the rest of her words back down her throat.

This was supposed to be her turn to attack, and for it to evolve into this situation was already the height of absurdity. If she actively invited the wolf into the house, that would be extremely humiliating—even witches from Yiwu would call her a professional.

But as time gradually passed, Bei Yaoyue remained completely motionless, just smiling as she looked at Xifeng. The unrestrained flames burned more and more fiercely, gradually burning Xifeng's shame and self-respect to ash.

Her heart struggled constantly. She opened her eyes to secretly glance at Bei Yaoyue, then quickly closed them, then couldn't help but open them again. All her resistance finally condensed into a barely audible whisper like a butterfly's flight: "Bei... Bei Yaoyue, I... I want..."

"Really?" Bei Yaoyue smiled sweetly. "Are you sure?"

"Mm..." Xifeng's tiny voice was almost drowned out by her breathing, her heart already furious enough to want to cut Bei Yaoyue into a thousand pieces.

This was Bei Yaoyue's most skilled routine—playing hard to get, just waiting for Xifeng to surrender voluntarily. This way, even if she later came to settle accounts, Bei Yaoyue could shut her down with a simple "you were the one who begged me," leaving her speechless.

Thinking of this, Xifeng couldn't help but doubt again—was Bei Yaoyue really drunk?

Xifeng still remembered what it felt like when she was drunk. Forget thinking, she didn't even want to move a finger. The only thing she wanted to do was quickly find a bed to lie down and sleep. The next day when she woke up, she'd have forgotten most of what happened the night before.

Having received takeoff clearance, Bei Yaoyue lowered her head to lightly peck those peach-colored lips. Looking at the blood-colored pretty face so close at hand, she smiled: "Does Xifeng like daughters?"

"I like them... why are you suddenly asking this?" Xifeng remembered Bei Yaoyue had asked her similar questions before, even asking her to bear a daughter for Bei Yaoyue... She didn't want to discuss such embarrassing questions a second time.

"Then should we have two daughters in the future?" Bei Yaoyue blinked her starry beautiful eyes. "If there's only one daughter, she'll be lonely."

"......" The question she had never considered made Xifeng freeze for a moment. Her gaze kept dodging as she thought about the answer.

"Is that not okay?" Seeing that Xifeng didn't seem to agree, Bei Yaoyue's gaze gradually lowered, a trace of hurt appearing in her eyes. "I'll have one, you'll have one. That way they can have a companion and won't be lonely."

"I... mmm!!"

Just as she said one word, the rest was blocked by Bei Yaoyue. Like withered grass meeting sweet rain after a long drought, Bei Yaoyue's soft and warm lips easily broke through Xifeng's psychological defenses that had already been burned beyond endurance by the flames, making her instantly lose all ability to resist and fall into this sickeningly sweet kiss.

The only imperfection was that the strong alcohol smell was somewhat mood-killing, though for Xifeng, who had been drinking for years, she didn't dislike it.

"Xifeng..." Bei Yaoyue whispered softly in Xifeng's ear. "Promise me, okay?"

Eh? What was the question Bei Yaoyue just asked me...

Her brain was in complete chaos—Xifeng could no longer think normally.

"Xifeng..." Bei Yaoyue made a whimpering sound like she was acting cute. "Please..."

What exactly... do you want me to promise...

Whatever... since it's Bei Yaoyue's request... then I'll agree...

"Okay..."