The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s

Chapter 1856: Late Night and the Burlap Sack (14)

Since Yu Rou and Xin Miao were girls, they couldn’t stay too late, so they left before nine in the evening. Before they left, Jiaojiao got up to see them off and thank them.

Yu Rou waved her hand with a smile and said, "Oh, there’s no need to thank me. I had a great time today. Jiaojiao, if there’s another event like this, remember to invite me."

Jiaojiao also smiled and nodded.

After watching her car drive away, she noticed Xin Miao’s car was still there, so she walked over curiously, "Miaomiao?"

Xin Miao hadn’t turned on the car light, so Jiaojiao couldn’t see her expression clearly under the streetlamp, but she could faintly hear her asking, "Jiaojiao, could you call me when your second brother comes back?"

Jiaojiao was taken aback, instinctively nodding, "Okay."

Then she watched as Xin Miao instructed the driver to start the car, and as the car gradually disappeared from view, a gust of cold wind made her realize what had just happened, leaving her wide-eyed in disbelief.

No way?!!!

Could Xin Miao possibly like her second brother?

Duan Xi came over and draped a coat over her, pulling her into his embrace as they walked back toward the house.

Jiaojiao grabbed his sleeve and said, "Brother Xi, I think Xin Miao might like my second brother! Last time at our engagement party, I saw them talking, and Xin Miao was smiling. She rarely smiles. I thought she was thanking my brother for saving her when she was young, but just now, she suddenly told me to call her when my brother comes back..."

The more Jiaojiao spoke, the more she felt she was getting close to the truth.

But soon, she deflated again, "It seems Lu Zishu likes Xin Miao. If Xin Miao likes my second brother, this..." She didn’t even know what to say.

"But I think neither my brother nor Lu Zishu is really suitable for Xin Miao. Brother Xi, what do you think?"

Xin Miao, due to things from her childhood, is cold and sensitive by nature. She needs someone with emotional sensitivity to take care of her, and neither Ruan Jie nor Lu Zishu is that type of person; they’re more on the rugged side.

Duan Xi just nodded no matter what she said, and at first, Jiaojiao thought he was genuinely agreeing with her, which surprised her since he never usually engages in this kind of conversation.

But as they entered the hall, she noticed he was blushing heavily. She was startled and hugged his arm, "Brother Xi, are you drunk?"

Duan Xi still nodded, his face flush, leaning his head on her shoulder, and muttered one word, "Dizzy."

Jiaojiao saw he seemed really uncomfortable and was afraid he might actually faint, so she hurriedly helped him toward the sofa, but over there, Qin Yue, Lu Zishu, and Duan Xin were already sprawled about chaotically.

Duan Xi clearly didn’t want to lie together with them, and when Jiaojiao helped him sit down, his brows were furrowed into a knot, saying, "Smelly! No! No!"

Jiaojiao, both exasperated and amused, asked helplessly, "Then what do we do? I can barely hold you." As soon as she said that, they both slid down to the floor together.

Duan Xi buried his head in her neck, and somehow, his tall frame nestled in. It seemed he didn’t understand her words at first. He rubbed his face against her neck, making Jiaojiao’s hair stand on end, then he wrapped his arms around her waist and mumbled quietly, "There’s a room."