Chapter 72 Chapter 72 After getting drunk, he threw himself into her arms

As soon as he entered the door, Duan Wenpei was knocked back a step by the oncoming heat wave.

“It’s so cool.”

Duan Wenpei couldn't dodge in time and was hugged tightly by Nan Xu, whose face was flushed with drunkenness.

His body stiffened and he subconsciously tried to pull away, but the drunk person held him tighter.

"You're pressing on my wound."

He stared at the dark hair on his chest and frowned somewhat unhappily.

"Wounds?" Nan Xu raised her head in confusion, glancing at the man before her. As if waking from a dream, she loosened her arms and embraced his waist instead. "Strange, ice can talk! What wounds? They're clearly two, no, two bowls of pastry, hehehe, sweet pastry..."

As she spoke, she was about to bite his arm, but the man in front of her pressed his finger against her forehead.

Nan Xu sniffed and was about to bump into him with red eyes because she didn't get to eat the 'Sushan'. However, before she got close, her body suddenly became lighter and her feet were suspended in the air. Nan Xu closed her eyes in fear as the world spun around.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw half of someone's waist.

Shaking his dizzy head, Nan Xu curled his lips, clenched his fists, and roughly started to poke at the waist wrapped in the black brocade belt.

"Big Ice Cube! Let me go, let me go!"

Feeling the harmless knocking, Duan Wenpei lowered his eyes and looked around, called Chunya over, and told her to take good care of Yin Wu, who was drunk on the couch, and Nanqi, who had a bloated belly, and to send them back to the Marquis' Mansion when the rain subsided.

Chunya glanced over Duan Wenpei's shoulder, said yes, and started to get ready, asking someone to clean up the mess.

Duan Wenpei did not stay any longer and was about to leave the warm room carrying Nanxu.

"I want to drink, I want to eat Sushan, wuwuwu, mother, sister-in-law, the big ice cube is bullying me..."

As they were about to step out of the room, Nan Xu's drunken talk became more and more frequent. Duan Wenpei could no longer bear it and hit her on the buttocks lightly.

"Shut up."

Nan Xu choked and sobbed for a long time. When she came to her senses, she cried even harder.

"Woo woo woo, the ice cube hit someone, the ice cube has become a spirit, the ice cube is a bad thing..."

She held on to the door frame with both hands, determined not to leave with Duan Wenpei.

Duan Wenpei's voice grew colder, "Let go!"

"No." Nan Xu didn't listen. Her head, hanging down behind him, shook like a rattle. "I'm not going with the ice. I want to drink more."

Duan Wenpei was almost laughing out of anger.

Even when drunk, she's still so disobedient. He slapped her on the buttocks again, this time with a little more force.

"Will you release it?"

“No!”

"Snap", this time with some skill, it won't hurt, but as soon as the palm loosens, a slight itching and numbness comes from the buttocks.

A layer of pink instantly appeared on Nan Xu's fair skin. She slowly loosened her hand, poked his waist where Duan Wenpei couldn't see, and counted her fingers and muttered.

Duan Wenpei listened to her soft voice, and his cold heart surprisingly softened into a puddle of paste.

Liu Hui saw Duan Wenpei carrying Nanxu out early in the morning. When he was hesitating whether to go forward, Duan Wenpei had already picked up the umbrella under the corridor, held the umbrella and carried Nanxu through the corridor to the main house.

Liu Huishang was still a little dazed, but Nanny Jiang came out from nowhere and looked at the two people leaving with eager eyes.

"Come here and tell the kitchen to make a bowl of hangover soup for Madam."

She spoke calmly to a servant, without any curiosity about what had happened.

Liu Hui felt strange, "Why didn't I see Madam when I came here earlier?"

Nanny Jiang shook the rain off her shoulders, wiped her old face, and smiled, her face wrinkled. "Madam had sent someone to get some wine earlier, but I was afraid they wouldn't know what Madam liked, so I followed the wine-getter. Who knew it would rain so hard? We were delayed."

"Oh, my waist is old, and the wine cellar is too deep. It's difficult to find a stronger wine..."

Nanny Jiang walked away, and Liu Hui did not hear the rest of the words. He just felt that this old nanny, who was usually a bit serious, was in a surprisingly good mood today.

*

When the servant brought the sobering soup into the main room, Nan Xu was lying in bed staring at Duan Wenpei.

Duan Wenpei held the spoon in the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to Nan Xu's lips, "Drink it."

Nan Xu was tired of making a fuss for a long time. She glanced at the light brown hangover soup, turned her head away and refused to drink it.

“It doesn’t taste good.”

Duan Wenpei has never served anyone in his life.

Seeing that she was not cooperating, he simply gave up, put the hangover soup on the table, and went to bed to rest.

Just as he sat on the edge of the bed and was about to take off his shoes, Nan Xu refused.

She opened her arms and protected her bed tightly, not allowing Duan Wenpei to get on it.

"You can't come up unless you sleep here."

Duan Wenpei paused, turned around and looked at Nan Xu, carefully examining her from head to toe for a moment, then said faintly, "You're mistaken. I've always slept here."

Nan Xu shook her head and said affirmatively: "No, there is no smell of you here, I won't be wrong."

As she spoke, she symbolically sniffed the bedding, raised her head, and repeated seriously, "Get out."

Seeing that Duan Wenpei didn't move, she puffed up her cheeks angrily, knelt up, and reached out to push him.

"If you don't get out, I'll scratch you with my claws!"

As she spoke, she raised her hands, curled her fingers inward like claws, revealing a ferocious expression, and grinned, revealing her sharp fangs, protesting towards Duan Wenpei.

However, her palm-sized face was covered with a lovely blush due to drunkenness, and against the backdrop of her waterfall-like black hair, she showed a charm and innocence that was rare in her usual appearance.

This scene was really tempting in Duan Wenpei's eyes. It didn't seem like resisting him, but rather a silent invitation.

He licked the corner of his dry lips, and instead of retreating, he leaned forward, almost face to face with her. He lifted a strand of hair from her chest and twisted it between his fingers, saying lightly, "What should I do? I'm sleepy now and don't really want to go out. If Ah Xu really wants to be tickled, then go ahead."

As he said this, he took advantage of Nan Xu's distraction and gently pushed her into the bed, rolled up the quilt under her, lay down and covered her with the quilt, all in one go.

Although Nan Xu was drunk, he was still very clear about what he should and should not give in.

She really was like an angry kitten, scratching Duan Wenpei's face.

The woman's well-maintained nails traced an arc in the air. If she had scratched like that, she would have at least left a few scars, if not disfigured. Duan Wenpei avoided the wound on his arm and, before Nan Xu's hand could fall, he grabbed her wrist with lightning speed.

He exerted force on his waist, turned over and held Nan Xu in his arms.

"Shh!"

Seeing Nan Xu struggling hard, he leaned against Nan Xu's temples and whispered in her ear.

"Listen, there's a monster out there that eats kittens."

The rain was howling along with the wind. From the angle of the bed, you could just see the tall treetops swaying in the wind and rain.

Like a monster with only half a body.

Nan Xu stopped struggling and leaned into his arms with some fear.

Duan Wenpei had seen how Nan Xu stroked the golden ball, so he followed suit and stroked her back through her thin shirt.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, those monsters can't get in."

The drunk Nan Xu had already treated herself as a cat. When the room became quiet, the sounds of wind and rain outside became clearer. She pursed her lips tightly, and with some fear, she lifted the quilt on Duan Wenpei, crawled in, and entangled herself with her hands and feet.

Duan Wenpei didn't expect that the person in front of him would throw himself into his arms.

Surprised, he could only hug her tighter.

Perhaps the effect of the alcohol had worn off a little, or perhaps she was too exhausted from all the commotion, but feeling the coolness coming from the person in front of her, Nan Xu yawned comfortably, closed her long eyelashes, and fell asleep quietly and silently.

She was so noisy just now, but now she falls asleep as soon as she is told to. Gazing at the beautiful sleeping face of the woman in his arms, Duan Wenpei silently curled the corners of his lips and smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

The night he returned from the palace, he was a little confused due to a cold and fever, but he remembered everything that happened that night clearly.

Including, what he and she hadn't finished...

If he hadn't known that she still couldn't let go of Li Zhan, he wouldn't have been so crazy that night.

The iceberg in his heart had melted, and the warm sun that he loved was gradually moving closer to him. He thought that with time, they would be able to understand and love each other like all other couples in the world.

But Mrs. Li's words suddenly woke him up.

Li Zhan, and the things about him, can never be erased by just forgetting them.

He was jealous and resentful. He wanted to kill Li Zhan and tie Nan Xu to his side so that she would only have him in her eyes and heart day and night.

But he knew that all this was just his delusion.

He could only keep convincing himself not to get too deeply involved, not to fall in love, and not to follow that person's path, ending up in a lonely grave, miserable and desolate.

But humans are not plants. The more he tries to control them, the more those tentacles in his heart become.

Love, hate, anger and ignorance are things that cannot be avoided or escaped.

Duan Wenpei slowly, slowly kissed the forehead of the person in his arms.

Like a collision of ice and fire, Nan Xu shuddered in her sleep and subconsciously tried to dodge, but Duan Wenpei held her close and deepened the forehead kiss. (Just a forehead kiss, nothing else, forehead! Above the neck!)

An invisible internal force emanated from him, and the green bed curtain fell to the ground.

Outside, the rain was still falling, the wind was chilly, and the coldness penetrated into the bones.

Inside, the warmth is cozy. (There's a fire in the house, winter, winter! Nothing else matters!)

*

Nan Xu slept until the end of the next day.

Being drunk made her feel lazy. She blocked the morning light coming into the room with her hands, slowly opened her eyes, and just as she was straightening her back to stretch, she was shocked to find that her whole body was sore.

She quickly lifted the quilt and took a closer look, and what caught her eye were mottled marks on the fair skin.

Nan Xu was startled and was about to call for help, but Chunya and Yuxiang had already come in and lifted the bed curtains. She quickly covered herself with the quilt again.

"Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Chunya looked at the dark blue eyes of Nanxu and asked softly.

Nan Xu met the two men's concerned gazes, moved her wrists, and tried to sit up with her elbows, but her arms felt weak and she failed after several attempts.

Two maids came quickly to help her.

"Madam, please slow down. You were drunk yesterday and fell on the rockery by the corridor. We gave you some medicine last night, and now that the effect has worn off, you may feel a little uncomfortable. If you want to get up, lean on me and I'll help you up."

Hit the rockery?

So those marks of varying sizes on the body were caused by knocks?

Nan Xu rubbed his swollen and painful forehead, somewhat incredulous.

How come she has no recollection of this incident at all?

She couldn't drink a lot, but she wasn't bad either. If she remembered correctly, she and her sister-in-law just drank a few more glasses yesterday because she was happy. She shouldn't forget everything.

Thinking of this, she looked around. This familiar and cozy furnishings was exactly where she lived. But she clearly remembered that she, her eldest sister-in-law and her fourth sister were barbecuing meat in the warm room yesterday. The warm room was not close to the main house. How did she get back?

It's not like she had to bump all the way back, right? She touched her hair with her backhand. It was soft and fresh, not like it had been caught in the rain or washed again at night.

It rained so heavily yesterday that if the maids and servants had walked back with them, they would definitely have been wet.

There were so many doubts that Nan Xu narrowed her eyes and looked at the two personal maids in front of her with scrutiny.

"How on earth did I get back here yesterday when I was drunk?"