Chapter 199 Drunk

Su Xia also laughed.

She spoke in a relaxed tone, trying to hide the flicker in her eyes, "If it's not him, there will be someone else."

Just like the picture books we read when we were young, stars will fall on good children.

Her Xu Jiqing has the most tenacious and best heart in the world.

May good luck and victory always be on his side, and even the rain falling on him turn into golden fireworks.

If he can get through it, he will have everything.

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Everyone present drank, and the friends shouted "May you be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the South Mountain" and "Brother and sister-in-law". 99 took a group photo and then went home after a lot of noise.

I found a designated driver to drive the car back and took the elevator from the community parking lot back upstairs.

Su Xia's excitement had not yet subsided, and her cheeks were rosy.

Xu Jiqing looked at her, "What did they say to you?"

"Nothing."

She omitted the subject of the report and said, "I mainly talked about your glorious entrepreneurial history and gave you a bunch of nicknames. It was just a little gossip."

"They said they've never seen you drink, and you wouldn't even touch it when you were having dinner with investors. They thought you were allergic to alcohol, but they didn't expect you to have the same taste as an elementary school student and only drink pineapple beer."

"There are so many more. Let me think," she counted on her fingers earnestly. "Like how I'm always so frugal, how I'd never taken a taxi before I started driving, how I'd pick up passing dogs and shake them to find two coins, how I'm so incredibly fond of me, how I miss you so much everyone knows, how affectionate I am at Wudaokou."

"But don't be angry when you hear that. I think it's quite good."

Xu Jiqing asked, "Where is good?"

"Your friends are all fun, you're even better, and so am I," she smiled up at him, "It's best if we can be together."

Su Xia is very beautiful.

She obviously knew how beautiful she was. Her dimples were enough to make him confused, but she had to wear such bright lipstick, like a petal drenched in honey. Just looking at her for a few more seconds made him unable to think normally.

Xu Jiqing stared at her for a long time before opening his mouth, "As long as you think it's good."

There was a lot of hot air in the elevator.

Su Xia was in high spirits. She casually tore the cashmere scarf into a long strip and hung it on her shoulders. Xu Jiqing then wrapped it back in her clothes, tucking even the tassels at the end tightly, covering most of her face.

“It’s so hot.”

Xu Jiqing looked straight ahead and said, "I'm sweating. If I get blown by the wind, I'll catch a cold."

The elevator door opened and Su Xia followed him out.

Finally, she quickly checked her flawless makeup in the mirrors around the car, her big eyes protesting in a muffled voice, "How come I didn't know I was sweating?"

Xu Jiqing took out his key and opened the door slowly, "I found it by feeling it."

After he said that, Su Xia wanted to try touching it himself. Just as he raised his elbow an inch, a familiar big hand grabbed the back of his neck.

The door was locked and only a small light was on in the entrance hall.

Xu Jiqing's slender fingers reached into her scarf and hair, rubbed it, and took it out, holding it in front of her eyes and twisting it for her to see. She didn't know what was wrong, so after thinking for a few seconds, she lowered her eyes and sniffed.

...smells so good.

How come even her sweat smells so good?

His movement of reaching out his hand was so sudden that Su Xia thought he was going to kiss her.

She was suddenly dodged, and before she could even react to her disappointment, her cheeks flushed red because of his actions. "...What are you doing?"

Xu Jiqing didn't answer. He looked at her intently for a while and then lowered his head.

He raised his hand and licked it again, then stood there motionless against the shoe cabinet without even taking off his coat.

Although it was outrageous, a guess emerged in Su Xia's mind.

After changing into slippers, she stood in front of him, looking up and down at his seemingly indifferent and upright face, and poked him with her fingertips, "Have you drunk too much?"

She remembered that when Lin Lang and Gangzai were drinking together at the beginning, Xu Jiqing did not participate at all. He only drank the half can of pineapple beer she had left when the dinner was almost over.

But is there a possibility...

He doesn't drink, besides because of his upbringing, is it because he really can't drink?

Xu Jiqing lowered his head and let her poke him, his voice low and clear, "No."

Su Xia said, "What's your name?"

"Xu Jiqing."

"How old are you?"

She deliberately used a rising tone to coax a child, and he didn't protest. He answered seriously, "Twenty-two."

"What grade will your sister be in next year?"

"Fifth grade."

When Xu Jiqing was really sober, how could he possibly let her tease him like that?

Su Xiaojuan was absolutely right. Just like drinking capacity and wealth, you can’t judge a person by his appearance.

Who would have thought.

The unfathomable little Su Xia, and Xu Jiqing with half a can of pineapple beer.

But some people don’t have any blush on their faces when they drink too much, and they don’t shout, make a fuss, or sleep, which is extremely deceptive.

Having been a brother for too long, the muscle habit formed by taking care of Xu Jiaojiao has become subconscious. No matter what, he still helped Su Xia take off her coat. After the scarf was wrapped around her, the ends of her hair became messy, so he patiently combed it with his fingers until the little hair was smooth and not a single strand was stuck in the collar.

The only thing he didn't move was his own body, and his bag was even on his back, like a good student with a cold face who had handed in his homework and was ready to leave the teacher's office at any time, but was inexplicably reluctant to leave.

The coat was gone, so Su Xia leaned over and put her arms around his waist. "What is Xu Jiqing doing now?"

This time she slipped her hand into the open front of his coat.

The grey sweatshirt was not thick, and she could feel the texture of his waist and abdomen beneath the fabric. It was hot and tight, a little higher than his usual body temperature, and it visibly tensed the moment she touched it.

Xu Jiqing restrained himself again and again, but still hugged her back, his arms around her shoulders, "I'll take you back, then I'll leave."

"Then you must have remembered it wrongly."

Su Xia pouted, "Now all your belongings, including me, have moved here. There's only a bare bed in the dormitory, so you can only sleep here."

She paused after she finished speaking, worried that he hadn't figured out who she was, and struggled out of his arms, "Xu Jiqing."

He responded, "Yeah."

She childishly covered half of her face and asked, "What's my name?"

"Su Xia."

Do you have to call her by her full name even when you are drunk?

She felt a little disappointed and asked angrily, "What's the product of the month and day of Su Xia's birthday minus the sum of these two numbers?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "41."

At least he is the first in the World Championships.

Just assume he was right, she didn't bother to let it go.

"So what's your relationship with her?"

Xu Jiqing hugged her quietly for a while without saying a word, his arms getting tighter and tighter. Su Xia almost thought that he was avoiding the answer through his actions, when she was suddenly kissed on the forehead.

It was a kiss without a trace of lust.

Green and gentle, he had some of the clean youthfulness she had imagined him to have when he grew up safely and smoothly.

His voice was hoarse, "I want to marry Xia Xia."