Chapter 156: Lychee Taboo

Just as Yuan Siyin had expected, before they had even taken a few steps, Yu Shiyan began to stumble and sway as he walked.

If I let go now, he'll fall flat on his face.

"If you can't drink, then don't drink. Why pretend?"

Yu Shiyan looked somewhat bewildered, perhaps feeling that he couldn't exert enough force with one hand, so he simply put both hands around her shoulders: "I can drink."

"You can drink? Someone like you can still drink?"

Yuan Siyin was so angry she laughed, but she didn't leave him behind: "Which room is yours? I'll help you back."

He thought seriously for a while, his long eyelashes casting shadows that obscured a certain luster, and when he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse: "I forgot."

Yuan Siyin was speechless for a moment: "...Fine, you're the boss, whatever you say goes."

"I am not."

"Okay, okay, you're not, I am, I'm the boss."

"Neither do you."

After Yu Shiyan finished speaking, he closed his eyes and let Yuan Siyin help him walk forward.

"Alright, alright, forget about who's the boss, just don't fall asleep, or I won't be able to carry you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a series of even and gentle breathing sounds.

Yu Shiyan, you son of a bitch!

Yuan Siyin cursed angrily.

Can you even drink that much?

The drunken shrimp can drink more than you in just two gulps!

After much difficulty, Yuan Siyin finally dragged the drunken Yu Shiyan back to her room and threw him out.

Smelling the alcohol on her body, she frowned slightly, pushed open the door to San Niangzi's place to take a bath, and when she returned, Yu Shiyan had already woken up, but was just leaning against the wall blankly, obviously not yet recovered.

After drying her hair, she casually poured a bowl of tea and handed it to him: "Have some tea to sober up."

Yu Shiyan instinctively looked toward the source of the sound, blinked laboriously, and then shook his head. He probably remembered what she had said earlier and didn't reach out to take it: "You can't drink it."

Yuan Siyin was amused by his bewildered look.

"I told you not to drink alcohol, but you insisted on drinking it. Now that I've told you to drink tea, you say you can't drink it."

Yu Shiyan didn't speak, his eyes were wet, and he looked unexpectedly obedient in Yuan Siyin's eyes.

"Tea is not wine, so you won't get drunk from drinking it."

Yuan Siyin softened her tone a bit, and he obediently took it, sipping it little by little.

Only during this brief moment did she dare to openly prop her head up and scrutinize him closely.

Her facial features were deep and defined, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her expression was utterly serene. Her long, black hair cascaded down, exuding elegance and without a trace of sloppiness.

After getting drunk, Yu Shiyan was unusually quiet, not avoiding her gaze, letting her look at him to her satisfaction, before finally speaking softly, "My eyes feel uncomfortable."

"What? Sand got in?"

Yuan Siyin leaned closer to look, "It's not red at all."

"It's filled with nothing but you, I can't see anything else."

Yuan Siyin stared at him blankly for a while: "If you want to say I've gained weight, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Yu Shiyan shook his head: "I haven't gained weight, but there are several of you."

So this is because she's so drunk she's seeing double. Yuan Siyin was both annoyed and amused. She stretched out her hand and waved it: "Then look, how many fingers are these?"

Yu Shiyan remained silent for a moment.

Yuan Siyin felt a little embarrassed and could only awkwardly withdraw her hand.

That's true. Being drunk doesn't mean you're stupid; you can't be so drunk that you can't even count on your fingers.

Luckily, he was drunk and out of his mind; if he were sober, he would definitely have called her childish.

After a long pause, Yu Shiyan finally raised his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "What branches? I don't want lychees."

You have a dietary restriction on lychees.