After ruining a piece of clothing, An Jing finally managed to carry Lu Yuqi to the parking lot and put him in the car. The driver drove in front, and the two of them sat in the back.

The carriage was still filled with the smell of alcohol. Lu Yuqi was already drunk and unconscious. He was leaning against the seat with his head tilted to the side, his eyes closed, his bangs were messy from being wet, and his cheeks were flushed.

His lips moved slightly as he mumbled something, but An Jing, sitting next to him, couldn't hear him. The only thing he could make out was the word "hot".

How can you not feel hot when you're drunk?

An Jing opened the car window halfway, and the cold wind of the southern winter night, carrying the noise of the city, rushed into the car. Looking at the little drunkard next to her, he saw that he had already taken off his coat.

Lu Yuqi was only wearing a white shirt underneath, which had gotten wet when he washed his face. As he took off his coat, the skin on his chest was faintly visible.

He does not uphold male virtues.

An Jing silently looked away, then turned back after a moment, picked up the coat and covered the boy with it, so that he wouldn't catch a cold the next day and blame him.

The car pulled out of the parking lot and slowly drove into the traffic on the highway. The southern part of the city was brightly lit and bustling with neon lights at night, but the car was quiet.

Lu Yuqi's mind was hazy, but the cold wind cleared his head a bit. He groggily half-opened his eyes and turned his head to see the man next to him.

An Jing was looking down at her phone screen. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)

Hmm... I'm even having a dream.

Lu Yuqi grinned, revealing a drunken smile. He suddenly shifted his position, leaned his head against the man's shoulder, and wrapped his arms around the man's arms before closing his eyes again, satisfied.

An Jing: "???"

Tsk... Are they using him as a human body pillow?

He turned his head to look at the person sleeping soundly against his shoulder, who actually seemed rather well-behaved. This kid had actually quieted down his sharp tongue after falling asleep.

An Jing couldn't help but reach out her slender index finger and poke the boy's flushed cheek. She poked him several more times until she saw him frown slightly, and then she stopped.

He ultimately did not push the person away.

After enjoying ten minutes of quiet, the head resting on his shoulder suddenly moved, and then he heard the little drunkard's hoarse and somewhat unclear voice:

“An Jing…”

An Jing, whose name had been called, raised an eyebrow slightly and poked Lu Yuqi's cheek with her index finger. "What?"

"An Jing...you're a fucking old bastard!"

An Jing: "???"

Lu Yuqi, you're really something! What grudge do I have against you? Even when you're drunk, you're still cursing me. You're a bastard, fine, but I can't accept you being an old bastard.

He is two months younger than Gu Fei.

Gu Fei can also seduce his 19-year-old, fresh-faced younger brother.

Thinking of this, An Jing called his dear little angel brother. It was already past 3 a.m., and Yan Yan should be home by now. Why hadn't he called or messaged him?

He clearly told me this before he left.

However, the call went unanswered for a long time.

“An Jing…you, you…”

Lu Yuqi was still drunkenly babbling incoherently in his ear.

An Jing was still thinking about his younger brother and didn't have time to deal with the other party. He stared at the screen and made another call, while casually raising his hand to rub Lu Yuqi's head, "Be good and shut your mouth."

The call still went unanswered.

An Jing frowned with some worry and called the driver who was picking up An Qingyan. This time, the call was answered quickly.

"The young master didn't take my car back. He got into another car, which seemed to be a black Maybach. I don't know whose car it was."

An Jing roughly knew who it was. Gu Fei often drove a Maybach, and that old man had kidnapped his brother again. However, he wasn't entirely sure, so he still made a phone call to Gu Fei.

It rang for a long time this time, but finally it was answered.

Gu Fei spoke first, "Get to the point."

His voice was a little hoarse, and carried a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.

An Jing could even sense that the other person's breathing rhythm was different from usual. He immediately widened his eyes and gripped his phone tightly. "Yan Yan is with you?!"

Gu Fei: "Mm."

An Jing: "You old dog Gu!"

Gu Fei: "I'll hang up now."

Seeing the phone call end, An Jing was furious and almost smashed his phone. He gritted his teeth, "You shameless old dog Gu! You've ruined my little cabbage!!"

Just then, Gu Fei's cousin, who had been quiet for a moment, started talking nonsense again.

"An Jing... you old bastard!"

An Jing was furious, wondering if he had some kind of grudge against these two cousins ​​in his past life. He gritted his teeth and muttered, "You little brat, try saying that again!!"

The puppy was still too drunk to open his eyes. He was grinding his teeth in his sleep when he suddenly grabbed An Jing's wrist, lifted him up, and then lowered his head and bit the man's forearm hard through the shirt fabric.

An Jing cried out in pain instantly.

"Grass!!"

"You really think you're some kind of little bastard?!"

The little rascal curled his lips triumphantly, opened his eyes and glared fiercely at An Jing. His eyes were still red, watery and blurry, making him look somewhat pitiful, but his words were vicious, "I'll bite you to death!"

"..." The pain in his forearm hadn't subsided yet, and An Jing was wincing in pain. He rolled up his sleeve and saw two rows of obvious teeth marks. This kid really didn't hold back when he bit down.

"Lu Yuqi, are you out of your mind?!"

An Jing's tone was somewhat irritable. His patience had its limits. If it weren't for the fact that the other person was drunk, he would have thrown him out of the car long ago.

However, something unexpected happened.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned down, his lips pouting in a somewhat aggrieved manner, his red eyes brimming with tears that seemed about to fall, the water glistening in the car's interior lights.

"You were mean to me." Her tone also revealed her grievance.

An Jing: "???"

Why is he acting all wronged? Shouldn't he be the one feeling wronged? Can anyone tell him why this arrogant and cocky guy becomes like this after getting drunk?

Why did it turn into a pitiful little puppy?

The man sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I didn't yell at you."

"I don't care! You're just yelling at me!!" Lu Yuqi felt even more aggrieved, and the tears that had been welling up in his eyes finally fell. Although he felt wronged, his expression was still fierce.

An Jing was completely at a loss. He felt helpless, but seeing the puppy's aggrieved and puffed-up appearance, he found it quite amusing. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the puppy's face, his voice carrying a hint of coaxing compromise:

"Okay, okay, I'll be rude to you. I'm an old jerk, alright? Stop crying, okay? Even a 'cool king' doesn't easily shed tears. You need to maintain your image, understand? Can we stop making a fuss and take a break?"

"Look how much you've cried... Your eyes will be swollen tomorrow, and you won't look good."

"Ancestor, you're my ancestor, okay?"

"Let's not cry, okay?" An Jing reached out and hugged the pitiful puppy, gently patting its back. In this situation, he always felt like he was comforting a sweetheart.

In short, just go along with it and coax him. He rolled up his sleeves and held up his bitten forearm in front of Lu Yuqi. "Look, look, this is what you just bit me. Look at these big teeth marks. You bit me so badly, and you're still complaining."

Lu Yuqi stopped crying. He stared blankly at the tooth mark, whispered an apology, then grabbed the man's wrist and kissed the tooth mark.

The soft touch traveled through her skin to her brain, and An Jing's mind went blank for a moment. She subconsciously pulled her hand away and looked at the person in front of her, who was clearly still drunk and not fully conscious, with surprise.

This kid actually kissed him?!

Even though it was his arm that he kissed.

Lu Yuqi seemed unaware of what he had done. He lazily leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and smacked his lips, his mouth opening and closing as if he were saying something.

An Jing couldn't help but move closer.

"Do you know, I like..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell completely silent.

The boy was already asleep, with tiny teardrops still clinging to his eyelashes. He slept soundly, completely unaware of what he had done while crying and making a fuss.

An Jing shook her head helplessly. Like? Like what?

He only hesitated for two seconds before letting the question linger. Some people are capable of anything when they're drunk. As for the kiss he received earlier, An Jing didn't take it seriously.

He was bitten so hard, yet he still cared about this painless kiss.

Nothing else went wrong, and he successfully escorted Lu Yuqi back to his dorm. The show was over, and he figured the kid would be leaving tomorrow. He wondered when they would see each other again.

Thinking about it, I do feel a little reluctant to part with it.

An Jing looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, shook his head helplessly, and turned to leave.

——

The midday sun was warm and intense, but it was all blocked out of the French windows by the thick curtains.

An Qingyan slept until noon, but he hadn't actually slept for long because he had been up until almost dawn the night before. The young man's fair cheeks flushed slightly.

He propped himself up and picked up his phone from the bedside table, only to find that his older brother had called him twice around 3 a.m. The phone had fallen under the bed, and he hadn't noticed...

He quickly made a phone call.

"Brother, what can I do for you?"

An Qingyan realized his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke. He coughed twice and then picked up the water glass on the bedside table and took a sip of water.

An Jing heard the noise on the other end of the phone and smiled nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you're home yet." After a pause, he added, "Yan Yan, remember to come home early."

"You're still young, don't let Gu Fei lead you by the nose in everything."

"Take care of your health, okay?"

"..." An Qingyan touched the tip of her nose somewhat guiltily and said in a slow voice, "Okay... I understand."

The two chatted for a while before ending the call.

Gu Fei was no longer there. He stayed in bed for a while longer before dragging his tired body out of bed to wash up. The toiletries were all new, and Gu Fei carefully unpacked them.

His clothes were still in the walk-in closet, just as they were when he left, as if he had never moved out.