Chapter 200 Birthday Gift

Alcohol is a really good thing.

Even if that can of colorful freshly brewed fruit beer is less than six degrees, as long as Xu Jiqing can drink enough, he can pry open the mouth of the thousand-year-old iceberg.

Whether it was the nicknames that were difficult to call out or the words that were difficult to say, they all became like candy beans that broke into a jar, flowing out in a rush.

Su Xia was shocked by the emotion for a while, and after being moved, she sighed, "Isn't this very talkative? It should be okay with such a low alcohol content. You can drink a few sips whenever you want in the future."

She was not satisfied with what she heard, and without any intention of taking advantage of the situation, she quickly took out her phone from her bag and pressed the record button, "Call me again."

Faced directly by the camera of her mobile phone, Xu Jiqing narrowed his eyes as if he had not reacted.

He stared at her waving fingers behind the screen for a few seconds, "...Xia Xia."

Su Xia insisted, "Louder your voice."

Xu Jiqing: "Xia Xia."

Language is a truly amazing thing.

It was clearly just a change of name, but the time, distance, and separations that she could not mention to others seemed to have faded away. Her eyes became hot unconsciously, and she had to respond loudly and drawn out, trying to drive away the tide.

Even forcibly changing the subject, "Were you proposing to me just now?"

"no."

This time he answered very straightforwardly, "There will be more in the future."

When Xu Jiqing was awake, it was harder than climbing to the sky to get anything out of him.

Su Xia knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so she continued to tease him, "What will happen in the future?"

The security and anti-theft mode was turned on with one click, and Xu Jiqing fell silent again.

Her long black eyelashes drooped, like a good child who was good at keeping secrets, and her thin lips were tightly closed.

Su Xia didn't ask anything. She zoomed in to film his face, determined to record his once-in-a-lifetime innocent expression and set it as a GIF screensaver. Only then did she kindly take the phone away and said, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"Do you want to prove that you're not drunk?"

Xu Jiqing's eyes slightly dispersed.

"I think so," Su Xia said patiently, trying to detain him with a thousand tricks, "Then go straight to the bedroom, take off your clothes, put on your pajamas and take a shower."

He nodded, turned around and walked towards the second bedroom, his back straight and his steps steady, straighter than the auxiliary lines he had drawn for her in the past for solid geometry problems.

Su Xia was stunned. After a moment of pause, she rushed over to stop him, "Where are you going?"

"Take off your clothes and find your pajamas."

Xu Jiqing replied, "In my suitcase."

"It's long gone. It's hanging in the master bedroom closet, next to my pajamas. I put it there myself this morning."

"...I personally instructed Auntie to put it there," she added vaguely, as if it was a matter of course. "From now on, hang your clothes like this. If you don't have any clothes, I'll buy you some. The same goes for sleeping. The bed in the second bedroom is for guests. Why are you taking it up there?"

The drunk Xu Jiqing was not aggressive at all. He was quiet, kind, and extremely obedient.

Regardless of whether people could remember it or not, Su Xia poured out everything he wanted to say, muttering to himself for a long time, and licked his lips with a dry mouth.

Her tongue was actually red, but because the lipstick was too bright, it looked pink and white, with a natural, moist and soft texture without any makeup on.

Xu Jiqing looked away, glanced at the wall clock, and suddenly said, "Birthday present."

Su Xia was slightly startled, "Ah."

"Do I have a birthday present?"

"Yes," she said. Before she could even hold his gaze for long, her cheeks began to feel hot and her eyelashes trembled. "But I'm not sure what your sexual orientation is..."

"I bought over ten nightgowns, in all sorts of materials and styles. They're hanging in the closet next to the new pajamas I bought you. When you come in, pick one you like and put it by the bed."

"I'll change when you get out of the shower. If you like, I'll wear it for you."

Xu Jiqing didn't say anything, his face was as calm as ever, and his eyes were unclear in the dim light.

His lips seemed to move.

Su Xia didn't want to hear him ask any more questions. The heat burned from her cheeks to her ears. She pushed his lower back and said, "If you say anything more, I will withdraw. Hurry up."

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Maybe I really drank too much.

Compared to the two days in Boston, Xu Jiqing took an unprecedentedly slow shower this time. Su Xia leaned against the head of the bed and browsed her phone for a long time.

Big data is too scary. She only placed a dozen random orders on the shopping website, but when she browsed it on a certain website, she found all the precise discussions with click-through rates, various overnight date tips, and spiritual massage posts, teaching the five-word mantra of "Baby, you are beautiful".

She was still browsing the comments section when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Xu Jiqing looked a little more sober than before, with the ends of her hair casually combed back, and water dripping down slightly.

Her pajamas were black, her hair was black too, which made her cold face look particularly white. Only the corners of her eyes were a little red, and her thin lips were also red. Her whole body was filled with a cool and damp air, and she just stared at her straight on.

...Xu Jiqing actually has a very lewd face.

Su Xia thought randomly that if this happened in ancient times, this man would definitely not be a good official.

If he enters the government, he is a treacherous minister; if he lives in the mountains, he is a thousand-year-old snake demon. The more beautiful his face is, the worse his heart is. He specifically deceives little girls like her to replenish his yang energy.

It was different to stay at home or rent a hotel room. It was just an ordinary birthday night, but it somehow had the atmosphere of a wedding night, which made her very shy.

She fiddled with the ribbon bow on her body unconsciously, "Are you sure you want to choose this old one?"

The white, ankle-length cotton skirt was worn in his small apartment and Xu Jiqing even washed it by hand.

Xu Jiqing made this choice, and she began to doubt whether he had listened to her carefully half an hour ago:

Was he truly asexual, or did he simply have no idea how good those thin, soft fabrics would look on her?

But he had clearly seen it last time...

She just buried her face in his, but his reaction was so great that she couldn't even ignore it, and she didn't even dare to sit still.

"Come here." She pursed her lips and called him.

Xu Jiqing turned off the bathroom light, making the room even darker, with only an exquisite tassel table lamp at the bedside lighting the room.

It can be seen from the bed sheets, quilt covers and furnishings in the room that they were bought according to Su Xia's preferences. Even the carpet at the head of the bed is very girly.

From the inside out, it was obvious that it was just to let her sleep well alone.

She hated him so much because he was a piece of wood.

"This one is pretty good."

Xu Jiqing walked over and said, "It's uncomfortable to sleep in those clothes."

As soon as he sat down, Su Xia crawled to his side on her knees, pressed his shoulders, turned over and sat on his thighs, "I just said that my birthday gift is to wear a beautiful dress for you to see, why are you really just looking at it?"

She didn't really put in much effort.

But the pajamas were too thin, and the warm skin under her skirt was exposed. When the soft flesh on the inside of her thighs gently pinched him, Xu Jiqing felt a shiver as if an electric shock was running through his spinal cord.

He wanted to kiss her hard, to lick her dimples until they became hot, and to make his most out-of-control and outrageous dream in recent years come true.

It's not that he can't move, it's his shameful selfishness that's at work, and he has no confidence in his ability to control himself.

From the moment he opened the closet, he was clearly aware of what he was thinking. The waves that he had been able to endure in the past were engulfing him and dragging him down. He was losing control.

How dare he move?

When Xu Jiqing stepped back, Su Xia moved forward, pressed against his waist and abdomen, and reached out her hand while suppressing her embarrassment.

Under the light of the desk lamp, Xu Jiqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His voice is usually deep and pleasant, but I didn't expect it to be so sexy when he breathes.

Su Xia felt her breathing become disordered, her throat tightened and rustled, "When did you... do that?"

Because of the moment she turned over?

But she always had a hunch that it should be earlier.

"Do you like those little skirts too?" She said, her curiosity overshadowing her shame. As if afraid of being heard, she spoke in a low voice, "Or should I hold your hand?"

It couldn't go forward to the dinner, she kissed him that.

Xu Jiqing had just finished a cold shower, and even his neck was cold. His face looked calm, but the part of him that was pressing against her was out of control, and he was so excited that he felt a little embarrassed.

Xu Jiqing held her waist, preventing her from moving. After a long while, he spoke, "All of them."

Her hands, her kisses, her smell.

Her discarded metal whistle, her carefully chosen little tricks to make him fascinated.

The back of her neck was soaked with sweat, and she opened her arms to hug him and lay on his carefully arranged silk bed.

Even, "If you smile at me, it will happen too."

Su Xia widened her eyes in silence.

Her little perversion, which is passed down from generation to generation, is indeed not even one-tenth as good as others who are born with it.

Every time she thought she could understand Xu Jiqing's train of thought, the result was far from it.

The sentence circled in her mind for several times, and she finally couldn't help but said, "...in the past?"

Xu Jiqing didn't answer directly.

He lowered his wet eyelashes and smiled quietly.