Chapter 289 Ingratiating

Xibei was startled and turned around to meet Wei Chizheng's cold face.

Suddenly, Xibei's mind went blank, and she even forgot to blink.

Only when the sharp gaze left her did Xibei feel alive again.

I was terrified.

Xibei patted her chest to soothe her fragile heart.

Wei Chizheng walked to Xie Nanzhi's side, his tone seemingly much gentler, "I've come to take you home."

To be honest, Xibei has come to her senses, but Xie Nanzhi hasn't.

She looked at Wei Chizheng's incredibly handsome face with a blank expression, then pointed to herself and asked, "Take me home?"

Xie Nanzhi drank her wine quickly and in a hurry, which made her a little tipsy.

Her voice was lower and hoarser than usual, with a long, drawn-out tone and a slightly soft, sweet quality. Her blank gaze drifted in the air for a moment before slowly returning to the person in front of her, her eyes filled with a hint of bewilderment.

Wei Chi looked at her, his anger completely dissipated. "Otherwise what?"

Xie Nanzhi nodded, "Oh..."

After saying that, Xie Nanzhi stood up, leaning on the table, and staggered to pick up her bag. However, Wei Chizheng was one step ahead of her.

He picked up her bag and then helped her up.

Xie Nanzhi said goodbye to the two men as Wei Chizheng carried her out.

She really drank a bit too much, and coupled with her bad mood, she was most likely to get drunk.

Wei Chizheng helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt. When he looked up, he saw Xie Nanzhi staring straight at him.

He froze, suppressing the urge to kiss her as he sat up straight.

He didn't say anything, fastened his seatbelt, and then gripped the steering wheel to drive the car.

Throughout the journey, Wei Chizheng remained silent, while Xie Nanzhi opened her mouth several times, intending to speak, but ultimately failed to utter a word.

She slapped her mouth in annoyance and muttered under her breath, "You shut-up, just say it already."

Wei Chizheng, who was driving, noticed her movements but didn't hear what she was muttering. He asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xie Nanzhi suddenly realized, "No, no."

Her beautiful eyes lit up, and Xie Nanzhi blinked.

Wei Chi glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. The streetlights outside the car cast a golden glow, which fell on her slightly tipsy face, softening her features. Her eyes were not clear, but they were exceptionally bright, like a cup filled with half a glass of shattered stars. When she blinked, even the surrounding air seemed to slow down.

Are all drunk people this good at seducing others?

Wei Chi was driving, and for safety reasons, he didn't dare to watch anymore, afraid that he would get distracted.

Wei Chizheng grunted in agreement and continued driving.

Not long after, the car came into view of the villa.

Xie Nanzhi was still half asleep when she opened her eyes again and found herself in Wei Chizheng's arms.

He held her with one arm and could still carry her high heels with the other. His steps were steady, and his breathing was even.

Her eyes were filled with shock when she heard Wei Chizheng say in a deep voice, "Hold me tight and don't get distracted."

She quickly averted her gaze, wrapped her arms around his neck, and held him tightly, as if afraid of falling.

Seeing Xie Nanzhi's cautious manner, Wei Chizheng couldn't help but laugh.

He carried her all the way back to the bedroom, and put Xie Nanzhi on the bed. Just as he got up to leave, she grabbed his hand.

Wei Chizheng's gaze fell on the hand she was holding, then followed her fair arm to her face.

She shook her head gently, as if trying to dispel the dizziness, but it only made her eyes more hazy, and the tip of her nose turned slightly red. "Wei Chizheng, don't go."

His slightly drunken voice was sweet, like a melted candy in his mouth, making Wei Chizheng's throat tighten.

He's really hopeless; he just can't control himself.

Wei Chizheng kept a straight face and said in a deep voice, "I'm not leaving, I'm just adjusting the water temperature for you."

It turned out we were going to give her a bath.

Xie Nanzhi suddenly realized what was happening, then let go of her hand and lazily lay back down.

The water temperature was adjusted quickly.

Wei Chizheng thought she would fall asleep, but to his surprise, she had already changed into a silk nightgown, let her long hair down, and stood there gracefully.

Wei Chizheng was taken aback, but Xie Nanzhi spoke first, "Is the water ready?"

Wei Chi nodded, and Xie Nanzhi smiled slightly as she walked barefoot towards him.

She held her head high, her cheeks like the most beautiful peach blossoms in spring, her lips rosy red, her whole being exuding a delicate and alluring charm. "Wei Chizheng, I've had too much to drink, I'm afraid I'll fall. Stay with me."

She had drunk quite a bit and was somewhat sensory-disordered, but her mind was clear and she was still able to think.

Xie Nanzhi waited quietly for Wei Chizheng's answer, and thankfully, he agreed.

Pushing open the bathroom door, the hot water from the showerhead gathered into a winding stream on the tiles, and the misty white steam drifted over the edge of the mirror, blurring the night outside the window into a warm, hazy yellow.

Xie Nanzhi turned her back to him, took off her pajamas, and then... was completely naked.

Instantly, Wei Chizheng's pupils dilated, and his throat bobbed up and down.

Xie Nanzhi walked to the showerhead, and Wei Chizheng held the showerhead to give her a shower. The water flowed down the lines of his forearm, accumulating into water droplets in the crook of his elbow, and then dripping onto Xie Nanzhi's shoulder.

Her back was pressed against the cold tiles, but the heat emanating from his body warmed her.

Water droplets slid down her collarbone, about to drip onto her chest, when he gently wiped them away with his calloused fingertips. The force wasn't exactly gentle; his fingertips left a slightly lingering, unpleasant feeling as they rubbed against her skin.

Xie Nanzhi suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips touching his brow, but he grabbed her hand as soon as she touched him.

Xie Nanzhi raised her head, water droplets rolling down her face, and stared intently at him. "Wei Chizheng, I was wrong."

The temperature of his palm was incredibly hot. He pressed her hand down onto the tile, forbidding her to move. Water flowed down his taut jawline, swirled around his Adam's apple, and then disappeared into the wet collar of his shirt.

Xie Nanzhi suddenly stood on tiptoe, splashing water onto their intertwined ankles.

She didn't avoid his deep, watery gaze. Her nose brushed lightly against his chin, her voice sticky with moisture, "I was really wrong, don't be angry with me."

Her hair brushed against his neck, carrying her unique fragrance.

This was enough to make Wei Chizheng's mind wander. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand holding the showerhead shifted slightly. Suddenly, hot water rushed over her waist, causing her to shrink closer into his arms.

As she shrank back, she bumped right into his unguarded embrace, her chest pressed against his soaked shirt, and she could clearly feel the muffled breathing in his chest.

"Who taught you?" His voice was hoarse, but he didn't push her away.

Xie Nanzhi took the opportunity to bury her face in the crook of his neck, her warm breath brushing against his sensitive skin, with a hint of deliberate flattery, "Old Zhou said that there is nothing between husband and wife that cannot be solved by sleeping together, and if there is, then sleep together again."

While he was adjusting the water temperature, Xie Nanzhi was pondering something.

This stalemate can't go on forever. She was in the wrong first, so she should apologize first.

So Xie Nanzhi thought of the trick Zhou Mubin had mentioned.