novelraw Chapter 239: Drunk and Embarrassed! (Part 9)
Chapter 239: Drunk and Embarrassed! (Part 9)
Tang Yanqi knew she seemed to have drunk too much, but only at this moment did she truly feel she was drunk.
Sheng Jianan... the white-clothed youth in her memory.
The youth who always stands at the pinnacle of the pyramid.
The only time she could get close to him was during that brief period when he fell from the top of the pyramid.
But even then, Tang Yanqi could only silently accompany him, not daring to make a sound.
Feeling Sheng Jianan’s kiss, feeling his breath and warmth, Tang Yanqi slowly closed her eyes and began to respond awkwardly and innocently yet sincerely.
Her mind getting more chaotic, Tang Yanqi didn’t know when she was put onto the bed...
In her chaotic mind, memories of that summer they spent together floated up—him losing his temper while sitting on the chair, him throwing something away, her picking it back up, him not eating, her waiting beside him until he was willing to eat, and as long as he ate, she always had warm food ready for him.
She stayed with him, gradually familiarizing herself with the house’s structure and layout, covering all sharp corners with soft sponges so that even if he accidentally bump into them, there would be no harm.
Tang Yanqi knew she must have looked foolish back then, but she was very happy, because of her efforts, Sheng Jianan gradually calmed down from his constant irritability, gradually opened up, gradually learned to face some issues, no longer as irritable as he was when he first fell into the dust.
She never felt her life had been so valuable before; that summer was the silliest yet happiest summer of her life.
The boy she liked was right by her side, visible as soon as she looked up.
That kind of happiness was beyond words, if she had to say, it was the feeling of being able to wake up from laughter even in dreams.
Tang Yanqi reminisced hazily about the past, when suddenly a sweet and spicy breath surged into her mouth again.
All of Sheng Jianan’s wines were collectors’ editions, of very high purity, and Tang Yanqi had already drunk quite a bit of rice wine before being poured another two sips by Sheng Jianan, making her feel even more muddled.
Tang Yanqi was drunk, completely drunk.
Sheng Jianan looked at the girl below him, with skin fair as jade, a small face alluringly flushed, long black hair scattered, messy, seductive...
Tang Yanqi’s lips moved as if saying something, Sheng Jianan lowered his head, trying hard to hear her words.
I like you... really like you...
Sheng Jianan’s lips curled up, feeling immensely pleased, but then heard Tang Yanqi continue muttering: "But you don’t like me, don’t like... me."
In such a setting, at such a moment, anyone would subconsciously think she was talking to them, but that last sentence completely dispelled Sheng Jianan’s notion.
He recalled that Tang Yanqi had someone she loved, someone who didn’t love her back.
Sheng Jianan’s brow furrowed, his face turning unsightly, as he lowered his head to bite fiercely on Tang Yanqi’s collarbone: "Tang Yanqi, look clearly, I’m your man, I, I, I!"
Sheng Jianan unceremoniously patted Tang Yanqi’s face, trying to make her open her eyes to see the person in front of her clearly.
But Tang Yanqi suddenly hugged his arm and nuzzled against it: "baobao"
Whether she was saying "baby" or "hug," at this moment, Sheng Jianan’s heart softened to the softest cotton in the world.