Chapter 48 Burning away sanity

There were whistles, laughter and screams everywhere.

Some people followed Cen Xihuai's gaze and looked in the direction of Xu Qingwu.

Xu Qingwu's heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, beating uncontrollably.

In a panic, his hand touched the wine glass.

She drank it all in one gulp, hoping that the cold wine would cool her cheeks, otherwise it would be too embarrassing when Cen Xihuai came back and saw her red face.

But she didn't expect that she got the wrong wine.

It was not the lychee wine that Cen Xihuai ordered for her, but the liquor that Xu Yanli had not finished, which was spicy and choking.

Xu Qingwu bent over and coughed. Cen Xihuai walked towards her quickly and smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Why are you drinking so much?"

"I got the wrong one. I accidentally drank what your friend ordered."

Cen Xihuai asked for a glass of water and handed it to her to clear her throat. After Xu Qingwu drank it, she felt much better and thanked him.

"How do you know my birthday?"

"It's on the marriage certificate."

Xu Qingwu said "oh" with her cheeks flushed: "But you remembered it wrong, my birthday is tomorrow."

"Time difference, here is twelve hours ahead of Beijing."

“Oh, this is amazing!”

Xu Qingwu had never thought that there would be such a problem as time difference: "Then you are the first person to wish me a happy birthday."

"Yeah." Cen Xihuai couldn't help but stroke her rosy cheeks, "Are you happy today?"

Xu Qingwu nodded heavily, her eyes sparkling with laughter: "Of course, this way I can celebrate my birthday twice!"

Xu Qingwu suddenly remembered and asked him, "By the way, was that song you just gave me a birthday gift?"

"Not really, I'll give you the gift when I get home."

"Okay~"

The birthday cake prepared in advance was of no use because Xu Qingwu got drunk quickly due to the aftereffects of the alcohol.

When she was drunk, she was completely different from her usual polite and courteous self. She seemed to have turned into a little animal, and a very clingy one at that.

She leaned on him, sometimes pulling his collar, sometimes touching his Adam's apple, as if she was exploring new territory.

The teasing looks around him made Cen Xihuai uncomfortable. He took Xu Qingwu into his arms and took her away.

Even though this place was only one kilometer away from the castle, Cen Xihuai ordered someone to drive over. While still in the car, his clothes were wrinkled by Xu Qingwu, and he even tore two of his shirt buttons with brute force.

Now Cen Xihuai really believed that she knew Taekwondo.

The drunk Xu Qingwu was like a nimble little fish, and he couldn't even hold her.

After helping the person into the room and closing the door, Cen Xihuai squatted down to take off her shoes. The straps were a bit troublesome to untie, and Xu Qingwu obviously didn't have that much patience to wait. She bent down, held his face, and without warning, her lips touched his.

It bounces back with just one touch.

Tears quickly welled up in her eyes as she accused: "It hurts, you bit me!"

Cen Xihuai, who also had his teeth knocked, was blamed by her. He was both angry and amused, and lowered his head to continue taking off her shoes.

After finally untying all the laces, Xu Qingwu kicked off her shoes twice, turned his head towards her again, and rubbed her fingers back and forth on his lips: "Your kissing skills are so bad, practice more!"

"good."

She was pressed against the door and his lips pressed down.

She didn't know how long they kissed, but she felt suffocated and became more sober.

"Cen..."

The overwhelming kisses fell again.

The feeling of weightlessness in mid-air made her uneasy. Xu Qingwu hugged his neck and hung on him like a koala, seeking a sense of security.

It started raining outside the window without me noticing.

The rain hit the glass window, again and again, fast and fierce.

…

Last night the two of them played until four or five in the morning, and finally ended when all the remaining small cubes were used up.

The next day, Xu Qingwu woke up in Cen Xihuai's arms.

This is the first time in a long time that I have seen him in bed in the morning.

At the end, the two fell asleep in an embrace, she hanging on Cen Xihuai, there was a very obvious tooth mark on his Adam's apple, and two obvious purple-red marks on his neck.

Xu Qingwu did not have the bad habit of memory blackouts, and the fragments from last night were connected together in her mind like a movie.

It was all because of that glass of wine that burned away her sanity.

She was the one who kissed Cen Xihuai first.

On the sofa, she grabbed Cen Xihuai's torn shirt collar and bit his Adam's apple. She even pushed him down, wanting revenge and was almost kissed to death by him at the entrance.

Cen Xihuai just lay back on the sofa, looking at her leisurely. Even though his shirt was wrinkled beyond recognition, he still looked restrained and at ease.

He was like the moon in the sky with light clouds and breeze, but the drunk Xu Qingwu wanted to pick the moon.

On the sofa, in front of the vintage window, on the stairs, in the bathtub, on the sink...

All of them are unbearable to look at.

When Xu Qingwu felt something was wrong, she came to her senses and pushed him away, her legs moving backwards constantly for fear of bumping into him.

Huddled in the corner with a wary look on his face, he looked like a stressed animal cub.

In the past, when he woke up, Xu Qingwu was still asleep, and he would take care of himself while she was asleep. This was the first time he woke up so late, and he suppressed his turbulent thoughts and gently touched her cheek with his lips: "Don't be afraid, it's just a normal physiological reaction for men in the morning."

How come this guy is getting better at kissing?

Xu Qingwu didn't dare to ask, for fear that he would ask again, "Is there anything wrong with a husband kissing his wife?"

Starting from the entrance, the clothes of the two were thrown everywhere. When Xu Qingwu saw the underwear hanging on the armrest of the sofa, she almost fainted.

Cen Xihuai's situation was not much better, as his was on the white cashmere carpet, with a clear distinction between black and white.

Both of them saw unspeakable embarrassment in each other's eyes. The absurdity and madness of last night under the influence of alcohol were still fresh in their minds. It was completely different from their usual restraint and courtesy, which was so precise that they only did it twice a week.

I can't even remember how many times it happened yesterday.

The awkward stare-at-each-other lasted only a few seconds before they both looked away at the same time and started to get busy, but no one knew what they were busy with.

Cen Xihuai coughed lightly: "I'll go get some clothes."

Hearing this, Xu Qingwu quickly closed his eyes: "Okay, I'll close my eyes."

She heard the sound of the wardrobe door opening. Cen Xihuai changed into pajamas, picked up a nightgown for her at random, and walked to the bed and put it down.

"You can open your eyes now. Your clothes are on the bedside."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

If the room hadn't been a mess, the two of them would have been as polite and distant as if they were meeting for the first time.

At this time, Xu Qingwu's toes were almost twisting the sheets into a knot in the quilt.

How could an adult cause such a disaster?

Xu Qingwu regretted breaking up and was so embarrassed that she wanted to die...