Chapter 30 Drink! I'll let you drink enough!

In order to thank Zhou Xubai properly, Su's father went to the street to buy a fish and pork ribs, made sauerkraut fish and salt-baked pork ribs, and kept picking up food for Zhou Xubai while eating.

"Eat more. It's a rare occasion for you to come here, so just treat it like your own home. Don't be polite."

"Okay, uncle will eat too."

He took advantage of the situation and picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it into Su's father's bowl, which made Su's father squint his eyes happily and said with a smile, "It would be great if my Mianmian was a girl."

We are all adults, so there is no need to explain what this means.

Zhou Xubai subconsciously glanced at Su Yumian and said half-jokingly, "If Yumian were a girl, I would definitely pursue her."

Su Yumian's face flushed instantly. She deliberately put some pickled vegetables into his bowl and said unhappily, "Eat it. Even eating won't stop your mouth."

After a while of playing, several people returned to their rooms.

In Su Yumian's room, the two of them stared at the bed in front of them and looked at each other.

"Or... I'll sleep in the living room." Zhou Xubai picked up the quilt and prepared to go out.

Seeing this, Su Yumian hurriedly pulled him back and said, "You're waiting for me to be criticized. There's no reason to let guests sleep in the living room."

"There's only one bed here, are you going to..."

"Stupid, just sleep on the floor." Su Yumian interrupted him, picked up the quilt and spread it on the floor.

"You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep here." After saying that, he lay down calmly.

Zhou Xubai stood there for a long time without saying a word. He lowered his eyes and stared at Su Yumian coldly for a while before climbing onto the bed and lying down.

The room was very quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was Su Yumian's even breathing, but Zhou Xubai couldn't sleep.

He leaned sideways and propped up his head, looking at Su Yumian, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long while, he called softly, "Yu Mian? Are you asleep?"

Su Yumian didn't respond at all, obviously he had fallen into a deep sleep.

He turned over and got out of bed, walked to Su Yumian and squatted down, staring at his face with his eyes closed. He stretched out his fingers, slowly slid down from his forehead along the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped at his soft lips.

His fingers continued to slide down, and Su Yumian's lower lip turned outward due to his movement, revealing the bright red and crystal-clear lip flesh inside.

His Adam's apple rolled and he suppressed the evil thoughts that were about to arise. If he really couldn't control himself and forced him, then what was the difference between him and Fu Quezhou?

Sooner or later, he would make Su Yumian willingly come to his side.

After picking up Su Yumian and putting her on the bed, he lay down on the floor where Su Yumian had been lying.

The next morning, Su Yumian woke up and was a little surprised to find himself in bed, but he didn't ask much. He figured it was Zhou Xubai who carried him up while he was sleeping.

Not mentioning it is to avoid embarrassment for both parties.

The three-day holiday passed in a flash. Since both of them had to go to work the next day, they got on the bus back to Hezhou City in advance on the last day of the holiday.

As soon as he returned to this place full of bad memories, Su Yumian felt tremendous pressure.

As soon as I returned to the apartment and sorted out the local specialties given by my parents, Fu Quezhou called me on time.

"Hello?"

"Come down, I'm downstairs at your house."

"…good."

What is coming will come, and you can’t avoid it. Besides, I happen to have something to ask Fu Quezhou.

"Xu Bai, I'm going out for a while."

Su Yumian hurried downstairs. Zhou Xubai walked to the window and looked down, and saw Su Yumian getting into a black car.

"The ghost is still there." He cursed softly, staring at the car gradually driving away.

Fu Quezhou brought Su Yumian to his villa. As soon as he stepped into the entrance hall, he pushed Su Yumian against the wall and kissed her.

"Quezhou, wait, wait a minute... Ugh!"

The words he was about to say were blocked by Fu Quezhou, making him unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Su Yumian, huh... did you miss me, huh?"

"Is it fun back home?"

Fu Quezhou ignored Su Yumian's resistance and bit his lower lip and rubbed it with his teeth.

“Ouch…it hurts!”

Fu Quezhou acted as if he didn't hear it, pulled open his collar, lowered his head and took a sip, looking domineering and overbearing.

"I said wait a minute!!"

Su Yumian pushed him away with all her might, panting heavily and asking, "I have something to say, wait a moment."

Fu Quezhou's interest was mostly gone. He looked unhappy and tugged at his tie impatiently, "Ask!"

Su Yumian paused, then cautiously asked, "Um, why can't I use the card you gave me?"

Fu Quezhou paused fiddling with his hair, and with a smirk on his lips, he said, "Oh~ You said it's stuck? I froze it."

Su Yumian was shocked, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Why?"

I clearly told him that he could use the card as he pleased, but then I froze the card. Is it fun to play tricks on him?

Hearing this, Fu Quezhou took off his tie and suit jacket, picked up Su Yumian and walked towards the second floor.

"Su Yumian, you seem to have forgotten that I told you that as long as you obeyed, you could swipe the card at will. But what did you do?"

"I..." Su Yumian was speechless for a moment and unable to refute.

Arriving at the bathroom door, Fu Quezhou put Su Yumian down and urged, "Go take a shower. I'll wait for you."

Half an hour later, Su Yumian, who had washed up and was wearing a bathrobe, slowly moved to the bedside. At this time, Fu Quezhou was waiting for Su Yumian to throw herself into his arms.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Fu Quezhou became impatient and reached out to pull him over, pressing him onto the bed, "Be good, don't move..."

"etc!"

"What's wrong again?!" The veins on Fu Quezhou's forehead bulged, and his voice was clearly filled with impatience.

"Call, yes, I haven't called my dad yet to tell him I'm almost there, otherwise he'd get worried."

He didn't want to do it, so he could only delay time with this lame excuse.

"Tsk! Wait, I'll get it." Fu Quezhou stood up, pulled up his bathrobe and walked downstairs.

The cell phone was in his coat pocket, which was thrown into the entrance by the impatient Fu Quezhou when he entered the room.

He took out Su Yumian's cell phone from his pocket and was about to go upstairs when he received a text message.

Song Wan: "Yu Mian, the handsome guy who drank with us the day before yesterday was called Zhou Xubai, right? Give me his contact information."

When Fu Quezhou saw this message, the smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes suddenly sank, and the warmth in his eyes seemed to be drained away in an instant, so cold that it was frightening.

Su Yumian, who was waiting in the room, was a little anxious when he saw Fu Quezhou not coming up.

He was afraid that Fu Quezhou would find out something, so he thought of getting his phone and turning it off, but he didn't expect Fu Quezhou to go down and get it himself.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, he saw Fu Quezhou walking towards him with a sinister look on his face. In addition to his cell phone, he also had a bottle of foreign wine in his hand.

"Qiezhou, my cell phone..."

"Su Yumian, don't you have anything you want to explain to me?"

Hearing this, Su Yumian's heart skipped a beat, but he remained strong and calm as he asked, "Explain what?"

Fu Quezhou approached Su Yumian step by step, came to the edge of the bed, and raised the chat box on his mobile phone, which clearly displayed the message sent by Song Wan.

"Explain what kind of wine you guys drank together, and why Zhou Xubai would go back to his hometown with you?" He leaned close to Su Yumian and spoke word by word, carefully.

Su Yumian cursed Song Wan inwardly, calling her a disaster, and quickly explained, "Qiezhou, listen to my explanation. I can explain everything..."

“That’s enough!”

Fu Quezhou interrupted him with a growl, "I don't want to listen anymore. You're full of lies, not a single word is true. Don't you like drinking? Then I'll grant your wish."

As he spoke, he unscrewed the bottle cap, suddenly pinched Su Yumian's mouth, and stuffed the bottle mouth into his mouth. The highly stimulating foreign liquor poured down his throat, choking him and making him cough violently.

"Drink! I'll let you drink enough!"