Chapter 71 Drunk

Jiang Yanyu praised him for being kind? !

He is not very kind...

Although he denied it in his heart, Luo Qinglin still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Being praised by the person he likes, Luo Qinglin felt that the sweetness remaining between his lips and teeth all flowed to his heart. However, in addition to happiness, there was also a hint of inexplicable shyness.

"Oh, yes, thank you." Luo Qinglin stuttered as he thanked her.

Luo Qinglin focused his eyes on his plate, trying his best to suppress the corners of his mouth from trying to turn up.

The cherries on the cake on the plate had been scooped out, leaving only the cake base with small holes in it, like Jerry's cheese in Tom and Jerry.

Luo Qinglin was already half full, but under the influence of the sweetness, he continued to eat the cake with his fork.

The aroma of cherries and butter bloomed on the tip of the tongue, making one's appetite grow more and more. Jiang Yanyu only ate two cherries and put down his fork.

Picking up the goblet and taking a sip of wine, Jiang Yanyu propped up his face with one hand and asked lazily, "Luo Qinglin, I said I like you, and you just said thank you and that's it?"

Luo Qinglin turned his head, "What do you mean you like me? Aren't you praising me?"

"Isn't this what I mean by liking you?" Jiang Yanyu asked back, "Is that all you're saying? A thank you?"

Does he still need to beat drums and gongs to announce it to the world?

Besides, Jiang Yanyu has said that he likes him several times, but not once was he serious. Every time he was just teasing him and flirting with him on purpose.

"Don't joke, just enjoy your cake." Luo Qinglin replied.

Jiang Yanyu frowned upon hearing this and asked, "Luo Qinglin, I've said I like you so many times, do you think I'm joking?"

Jiang Yanyu's tone was a little heavy, and his fox eyes were slightly widened, as if he was angry.

Luo Qinglin paused for a moment as he forked the cake. He was puzzled by Jiang Yanyu's sudden anger and asked, "Are you serious?"

In order to avoid being refuted, Luo Qinglin also put forward his argument, "I have never seen a serious and decent person who would grab someone's wrist and say that the person looks like his first love when he meets someone for the first time."

After living with Jiang Yanyu for a long time, Luo Qinglin's speaking skills have improved a lot. In the beginning, he was speechless after being spoken to a few times, but now he is quick-witted and thinks quickly.

Jiang Yanyu couldn't think of any rebuttal for a moment, and was extremely depressed. He picked up the wine glass and took a gulp, "Tsk, you... have a wooden head!"

It was the first time that someone called him wooden. Luo Qinglin was very dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice: "You male vixen."

"Male vixen?" Jiang Yanyu stared at Luo Qinglin in disbelief and asked, "Who is the male vixen?"

"you......"

The warning in Jiang Yanyu's eyes was growing stronger and stronger. Luo Qinglin did not dare to continue to choke him and quickly changed the subject: "I, I am a male vixen."

Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly, glared at Luo Qinglin, poured another glass of wine, and drank it by himself.

The decanter and the goblet clinked together, and Jiang Yanyu was rough in his movements, drinking in big gulps without any regard for the fine wine.

As time passed, the cake on the plate gradually emptied, but the red wine in Luo Qinglin's glass remained at its original height.

Jiang Yanyu glanced at his wine glass and asked, "You don't want to drink?"

"I can't drink much." Luo Qinglin explained.

Intrigued by this sentence, Jiang Yanyu deliberately moved the wine glass in front of Luo Qinglin, "How bad is it?"

Jiang Yanyu's eyes were fixed, and his amber pupils glowed in the candlelight, carrying a dangerous sense of temptation and oppression.

The burning gaze beside him was too scorching. Luo Qinglin didn't want to refuse Jiang Yanyu's invitation, so he had to raise his glass, take a sip and put it down.

"Just drink this little?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't want to drink anymore." Luo Qinglin shook his head.

Just after putting down the wine glass, within a few minutes, Luo Qinglin's exposed skin began to turn red. Starting from the neck, the bright red spread all the way up until both cheeks turned red.

The fair neck turned red, and Jiang Yanyu touched it with his fingertips and felt a burning heat.

"Are you drunk?" Jiang Yanyu asked in surprise.

"No," Luo Qinglin patted his cheeks, "I just get red in the face when I drink."

"You're not just being polite." Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's arm and lifted up his shirt sleeve.

Sure enough, not only the neck and face turned red, Luo Qinglin's arms also turned light pink. Jiang Yanyu poked it with his finger, and the light pink area became darker.

"Are you allergic to alcohol?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a frown.

Luo Qinglin shook his head and denied: "No, it will disappear after a while."

Half believing and half doubting Luo Qinglin's words, Jiang Yanyu moved his gaze to his neck and found that his collarbone was also red.

Jiang Yanyu touched the collarbone with his fingertips to test the temperature, and it was also burning hot, as if he had a fever.

"Are you hot?" Jiang Yanyu asked.

"It's not hot." Luo Qinglin lied.

Jiang Yanyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Qinglin for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and reached for the first sleeve of his collar.

The collar made a rustling sound, and Luo Qinglin immediately grabbed the hand that was unbuttoning the shirt and asked, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yanyu ignored his obstruction and started to unbutton the first button, "Check."

?

He's just getting angry, he's not drunk, there's no need to treat him like a fool, right?

Luo Qinglin immediately sat down a step to the side, avoiding Jiang Yanyu's hand, grabbed his collar and said, "What are you checking, Yu~xi? I'm not drunk, and I don't have any allergies."

Luo Qinglin looked on guard. Jiang Yanyu made a dissatisfied sound, then moved closer and pushed him to the ground.

The fluff of the cashmere carpet pricked the back of his neck, making it numb and itchy. Luo Qinglin placed his palms behind his neck to isolate the slight itch.

"What are you crazy about?" Luo Qinglin was suddenly pushed down, and he felt a little annoyed, his face became even redder.

"I told you I just needed to check. What are you afraid of? I was the one who washed your hand when your hand was broken. What's there to be afraid of?"

Jiang Yanyu glared at Luo Qinglin, slapped his hand that was tightly grasping the collar aside, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

Just as Jiang Yanyu expected, Luo Qinglin's skin was no longer fair, but was exaggeratedly red, and the color became darker as it went down, as if he had an allergy.

"Are you sure you're not allergic to alcohol?" Jiang Yanyu questioned.

"I went to the hospital for a check-up. It's not an allergy, I just can't drink too much." Luo Qinglin replied.

Jiang Yanyu tested the temperature of his hands, covered them with the deepest color, and asked, "Is this better?"

The cold palm was placed on the abdomen, but it only extinguished the burning sensation for a moment, and then the burning fire was ignited again.

"I told you it will disappear soon, why are you in such a hurry?" Luo Qinglin turned his head and muttered softly.

His palms soon felt hot. Jiang Yanyu let out a light click of his tongue and warned, "Lie down and don't move." He stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

The sound of dripping water was heard, and after a few seconds, Jiang Yanyu came out with a wet white bath towel.

Luo Qinglin was indeed lying on the carpet, without moving a step. When he heard the sound, he turned around and looked at him. His eyes seemed to be soaked in water, sparkling, and his expression was inexplicably soft.

Touched by this scene, my heart suddenly felt soft.

Jiang Yanyu sighed helplessly. He did not question Luo Qinglin why he did not refuse to drink. He silently folded the bath towel into a square and put it on him.

The bath towel was soaked in cold water and it immediately touched his skin. The combination of hot and cold was very stimulating and made Luo Qinglin shrug his shoulders.

"I told you it will disappear soon, why are you exaggerating like that?" Luo Qinglin shrank his neck and muttered softly.

Annoyed by Luo Qinglin's indifferent attitude, Jiang Yanyu pinched his face and pulled it apart, "You obviously can't drink, and you still say that you can't drink well. Why are you showing off in front of me?"

Luo Qinglin looked away, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, and retorted: "I also drank when I met with the brand, so it won't be a big deal if I drink a little."

Jiang Yanyu's eyes darkened when he heard that, and he silently let go of his hand, picked up the bath towel, turned it over, and covered it with the cold side again.

The fever subsided, and Luo Qinglin felt much better. "I'm not hot anymore, let me get up."

Jiang Yanyu ignored him and first lifted the bath towel to check his abdomen, then turned him over to check whether the skin on the back of his hand was normal.

Although the back is also red, the color is very light and not as serious as the abdomen.

After checking Luo Qinglin's arms and calves again and making sure that there was nothing wrong, Jiang Yanyu allowed him to sit up.

Throwing the bath towel casually on the floor, Jiang Yanyu crossed his arms and stared at Luo Qinglin without saying a word.

Feeling uncomfortable being stared at, Luo Qinglin glanced at him, like a mouse meeting a cat, and asked in a weak tone, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yanyu rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth, "You know that your face will turn red and hot when you drink, and you don't know how to refuse, so you just follow others' wishes and pour it into your mouth?"

Luo Qinglin didn't understand why Jiang Yanyu was unhappy, he just felt that his anger was inexplicable, "I'm an adult, it's not a big deal to drink a little."

"Besides," Luo Qinglin turned his head and spoke in a lower voice, "It's not like I will agree to every invitation to drink..."

I only drank because you asked me to, Luo Qinglin said in his heart.

Jiang Yanyu didn't reply, but just stared at Luo Qinglin's profile, carefully observing his slightly pursed lips and his Adam's apple that moved from time to time.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yanyu leaned close to Luo Qinglin's ear and whispered, "You drank obediently when I told you to. Are you my pet? Do you want to please me so much?"

How can you call a person a pet? !

Luo Qinglin made up an excuse and said, "You are the boss, who wouldn't want to please you?"

"Hey~ Mr. Luo actually still remembers that I'm the boss," Jiang Yanyu said in an exaggerated and sarcastic tone, "When you choked me just now, why didn't you remember that I was the boss?"

"I've never seen a subordinate dare to call his boss a vixen." Jiang Yanyu said jokingly.

The stingy vixen started to bring up old issues again.

Luo Qinglin secretly cursed the vixen several times in his heart, but said softly: "Then... I will never choke you again, Boss Jiang."

The three words "Boss Jiang" were deliberately emphasized, which conveyed a sense of resentment.

Jiang Yanyu was amused by this rustic name. He chuckled, pinched Luo Qinglin's earlobe and said, "Fool."

Jiang Yanyu placed his arm on Luo Qinglin's shoulders and gently pinched his red earlobe. "I just don't like you putting yourself in a low position to please me."

"If you can't drink, just refuse directly. If you don't want to do something, just tell me directly. Don't try to be stubborn in the future. Do you hear me?" Jiang Yanyu said.

"......I heard it." Luo Qinglin replied in a low voice.

After a small alcohol twist, the sweetness in Luo Qinglin's heart returned to its original state, as sweet as the first bite of clafoutis.

After pinching her earlobes enough, Jiang Yanyu suddenly stood up and said, "By the way, get up at six tomorrow morning and you have to accompany me to watch the sunrise."

Watching the sunrise again? Still need to get up early?

Luo Qinglin thought of what Jiang Yanyu had just said, and refused confidently: "I don't want to see it!"

"No, you must accompany me." Jiang Yanyu said.

"Didn't you just say that if I don't want to do something, I will tell you directly?!" Luo Qinglin asked with his eyes wide open.

"Yes," Jiang Yanyu shrugged and said confidently, "I didn't say I would definitely agree to you, so you have to accompany me to watch the sunrise tomorrow."

Luo Qinglin frowned and cursed in his heart.

This cunning vixen!

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yanyu: Wife, I will agree to whatever you say. (Falls down)

Luo Qinglin: Then get up. (Push away)

Jiang Yanyu: No! (Covering ears)