Chapter 46, The 46th Beam of Light: "Don't rush, I haven't kissed you enough yet..."

Whenever Yu Mushang thought of that night when Song Xingyun was drunk, he suppressed the unease in his heart and calmed himself down. "It's okay, it's not the first time I've served a drunkard."

Song Xingyun, who had been burying her head on his shoulder, suddenly lifted her head upon hearing his words and grabbed the soft flesh of his cheek. "You brat, who are you calling a drunkard!"

"How dare you put on such a sarcastic act in front of your sister! I'll show you what I'm capable of. Even when I'm drunk, I can still take you!"

A dull pain shot through Yu Mushang's cheek, and coupled with Song Xingyun's harsh words, he pressed his tongue against the spot she was pinching from inside his mouth, "Have you done me?"

"Look carefully at who I am."

Song Xingyun actually grabbed his cheeks and looked him over from left to right, "You're just my boss? I'll deal with you the same way!"

Yu Mushang: ......

She could still recognize him, and for a moment he couldn't tell if she was playing a prank.

But the smell of alcohol couldn't lie.

Yu Mushang raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, trying to free his face. "Let go." It really hurt a little.

But it's not unbearable.

He doesn't deny that he wanted to reap some benefits from her actions.

But that was limited to just grabbing her slender wrist.

Emboldened by the alcohol, Song Xingyun didn't let go. Instead, she narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "You don't believe I can handle you?"

Yu Mushang didn't know where she got that idea, but she was indeed interesting when she was drunk, so he went along with her and "cooperated," saying, "I don't believe it."

When Song Xingyun was sober, she certainly didn't know that she was so easily provoked when she was drunk. She loosened her grip on his fingers a little and rubbed the spot where she had pinched him until a red mark appeared with her fingertip. "You have such delicate skin."

"So easy to leave marks." As she said this, she whispered in his ear, "It makes me want to bully you even more."

Her breath brushed against his ear, making him involuntarily catch his breath, but he remained calm and composed, his words still stubborn, "So what?"

Song Xingyun sat on his lap, tilting her head and looking at him. "Your mouth makes me want to bite it and see if it's really that hard."

"You're a good person in every way, except you have a sharp tongue. Today, let your older sister teach you a lesson."

Although Yu Mushang had no expression, a closer look would reveal that the tips of his ears were already red.

He could feel Song Xingyun's grip tightening, and he knew he couldn't hold on any longer. He stood up abruptly and said, "That's enough. Where did you learn all this nonsense?"

Song Xingyun was forced to stand up straight and was still a little disoriented.

She grabbed the man who was trying to move and slammed him down onto the dining table, then pounced on him.

This time, it was Yu Mushang who was caught off guard.

When he was pressed down by her soft body, he was stiff and unable to move. Then, that familiar scent came over him, and his chin was hooked by her slender fingers.

"Still trying to run? You can't escape my grasp now, can you?" Song Xingyun continued to spout nonsense.

Yu Mushang gradually relaxed and said softly, "There's really no way to escape."

After all, he had been trying to escape for seven years without success, but he hadn't dared to admit it before.

Song Xingyun was mostly satisfied with his answer. "So obedient." She really thought he was well-behaved.

She felt dizzy, but her gaze kept drifting to his lips.

The finger that had been hooking his chin moved upwards and tapped his soft spot. "Then give up struggling. It's not too much to ask for a kiss from your older sister, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mushang's heart skipped a beat, and his Adam's apple bobbed. Before he could utter the word "excessive," his lips were sealed by a fragrant kiss from above.

She kissed him.

For a moment, it was unclear whether she or he had succeeded.

Song Xingyun gently kissed, pecked, and rubbed against him, as if she were conducting a "kissing experiment."

Yu Mushang's heart was pounding uncontrollably. He even felt that his heartbeat was centered around their lips, as if it would burst out the moment their lips parted, proclaiming his affection for them.

Seeing that the man beneath her showed no reaction whatsoever, Song Xingyun's interest was dampened, and she lost patience, beginning to haphazardly kiss his lips, muttering as she did so, "Isn't this how you kiss?"

"That's how it's written in the book, try turning it over..."

"It's really soft, I think it's nice to kiss. Is mine not nice to kiss?"

"Was my kiss uncomfortable?"

Yu Mushang blushed as she spoke one sentence after another, especially the last sentence, which sounded like she was asking him a question. It was so cute.

To avoid misunderstanding, he softly uttered a tentative "hmm".

Song Xingyun frowned. "Really uncomfortable? Is it because my kissing skills are too bad? It's the first time... please be understanding. Practice makes perfect, hiccup."

First time? First kiss?

Yu Mushang couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

If she hadn't spoken in a broken voice and then let out a burp at the end, Yu Mushang would have really suspected that she was faking being drunk to take advantage of him.

Song Xingyun kissed him twice more, but seeing that the man still didn't react, she resignedly pressed her forehead against his, "You don't even react when a beautiful woman kisses you, did you... quit drugs in your past life?"

"How about you kiss me? Otherwise, it's just...so boring, isn't it?"

"Your ears are so...red, and your face is so red too. Are you shy?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Yu Mushang raised his hand to cup her face, and as they rubbed their noses together, he pressed, "Song Xingyun, who am I?"

The alcohol had made Song Xingyun's eyes half-closed. If it weren't for his hand supporting her, she would have fallen asleep with her head down. Her voice was soft as she said, "Boss."

Yu Mushang was dissatisfied. "My name, my name."

After drinking, Song Xingyun was much quieter and more obedient than usual. At this moment, she even knew to answer the question properly, "Yu Mushang."

He seemed to frequently confirm his name with her. The "drunkard" didn't know how she could still notice this detail at this moment, so she blurted out his name several more times.

“Yu Mushang, your name is Yu Mushang.”

"Yu Mushang, it sounds very nice."

"Yu Mushang, you don't remember me." She even made herself sound wronged.

Yu Mushang cupped her face in his hands, as if afraid she would run away, and said, "I remember you."

"I recognized you that day." He seemed to have said this to her when she was drunk last time, but unfortunately she forgot it all the next day.

He wouldn't mind repeating it again, since she'd probably forget it all by tomorrow anyway.

Yu Mushang couldn't see that Song Xingyun's half-closed eyes opened brightly as he said this, "You remember me?"

He could hear the excitement in her tone, but her expression turned mournful. "You take advantage of me today and then forget about me tomorrow. Song Xingyun, aren't you a bit of a jerk?"

Song Xingyun looked completely innocent. "How could that be? I'll take responsibility for you."

"Boss, you're so good to me! You're handsome, you give me money, hug me, touch me, and even kiss me! You're the best boss in the world!"

Yu Mushang: ......

Her words almost made the man laugh in anger. He didn't know what to say for a moment. If Ying Qi saw this, he would definitely say that his boss looked worthless.

That's all.

"So, do you like it?" Yu Mushang asked with a hint of caution that he himself could hardly detect.

To everyone's surprise, Song Xingyun nodded without hesitation, "I like it."

This answer put Yu Mushang in a dilemma. He had thought that if she said "I don't like it," he would immediately stop arguing with her, but now she said "I like it." How could he let go?

"Can I believe what a drunkard says?" He was still giving her a chance to escape.

But Song Xingyun didn't "cherish" it. "Boss, you're so stupid. Haven't you heard... people speak the truth when they're drunk? I would never lie to you, let alone lie to anyone else."

Fearing he still wouldn't believe her, Song Xingyun lowered her hand and touched his leg, then put her hand into his pocket. "Where is it?"

Yu Mushang's legs, through the fabric of his clothes, felt ticklish from her touch. Her fingertips brushed against the edge of his sensitive area, causing him to catch his breath. "What are you doing?" he asked, stopping her hand.

Song Xingyun was forced to stop and was still somewhat dissatisfied. "I'm looking for your phone."

Seeing that she was ignoring his advice and still resisting and trying to break free, Yu Mushang gave in and said helplessly, "Don't move, I'll take it."

Song Xingyun was obedient and didn't move. Yu Mushang breathed a sigh of relief when he felt her hand leave his leg.

He picked up his phone and handed it to her, saying, "What do you need my phone for?"

Song Xingyun snatched the phone away. She could barely see anything, but she still knew to point the phone at his face and unlock it smoothly. Because she was drunk, the app icons in front of her seemed to have grown into clones. She finally found the recording software.

"I'm leaving you... evidence... to take responsibility for you."

Yu Mushang could neither see nor even guess.

He heard a "beep," and then Song Xingyun said, "I like Yu Mushang. Today... I forcibly kissed him... and I will... take responsibility for him! I, yes, it's me, Song Xingyun! (Signature)"

Then he felt her slap her phone against his chest and continue boldly, "It's recorded."

Yu Mushang chuckled. So this was what they meant by keeping evidence. He took the phone and put it away. "So?"

"You should go back to sleep. I'll take you home."

He grabbed her arm by instinct, but Song Xingyun weakly shook her hand, unable to break free. "What's the rush? I... haven't kissed you enough yet."

Yu Mushang was at his wit's end. In the end, he could only call Xiaoji over again, just like that day. He picked her up horizontally, and history repeated itself. It took him a lot of effort to put her on her bed. "Go to sleep."

The alcoholic beverage wasn't as potent as the red wine from that day, so there was no need to worry too much. Therefore, Yu Mushang planned to leave after settling her in.

But when he tried to leave, she wouldn't let him.

Song Xingyun lay on the bed and pulled his wrist, "Sleep with me."

"I really will take responsibility for you."

She was really drunk, forgot he couldn't see, and even held up three fingers to swear, "I promise I won't do anything."

These words made Yu Mushang press his aching temples. "No."

But Song Xingyun, emboldened by the alcohol, resorted to force when gentle persuasion failed. With an unexpected burst of strength, she pulled him off the stage and pinned him beneath her.

Her movements were so fluid that Yu Mushang wondered if she was starting to wake up.

“Song…”

He had barely uttered a single word when her lips invaded his...