Chapter 162: Extra Chapter 8: Drunken Revelry

Cheng Sangluo's alcohol tolerance was visibly poor; after drinking less than three cans, her eyes were already glazed over.

She felt dizzy and her temples throbbed, so she leaned against the wall to catch her breath, muttering to herself, "You're raising fish here again... hiccup... It's not like I'm tasting red wine... Why are you drinking so slowly... hiccup..."

The scene was adorable to Lin Jin. The tall man was huddled up in a ball, clutching the wine jar tightly to his chest, his tongue slurring and babbling incoherently.

She was at a loss, unsure how to take care of this person later, and couldn't help but complain: "With such a low alcohol tolerance, why don't you drink slower? How can you get yourself drunk like that?"

"I'm not drunk!" Cheng Sangluo retorted, then pointed to her mouth to prove, "This is my nose..."

"Huh? Whose nose is on their mouth?" Lin Jin was both amused and exasperated, then suddenly felt playful and pointed at her eyes, asking, "Then what's this?"

"My mouth!" Cheng Sangluo said defiantly, then grabbed her ear and yelled, "These are my eyes!"

"Heh." Lin Jin snorted coldly, forcefully snatching the wine from her and ordering, "You're not allowed to drink anymore! If you keep drinking like this, you won't even recognize who I am."

"No way, you're my wife~" Cheng Sangluo, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, leaned closer to examine her helpless lover's face, then smiled and swayed her head from side to side, insisting, "Yes, yes, you're my wife, wife, wife, wife~"

The alcohol was taking effect, and the intoxication amplified her affection. At least for this moment, her infatuation with Lin Jin reached its peak. She didn't need to kiss or hug; just looking at him made her feel incredibly happy.

Lin Jin was also very fond of it, and she cupped the puppy's hot face in her hands and rubbed it hard twice, saying, "If you keep being this cute, it's unfair, and I'm going to eat you up."

"Okay, okay, let's eat, let's eat first, and you'd better kiss me first!!!" Cheng Sangluo pouted and begged for a kiss, but Lin Jin pushed her away in disgust.

Like an inescapable leech, she hurriedly rested her chin on her lover's shoulder, her breathing heavy and rapid as she rambled on, "I love you so much, what am I going to do? I'm beyond saving!"

Lin Jin smiled helplessly.

Just as he was secretly laughing at how noisy the drunk little dog was, he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders with both hands and shaken vigorously a few times.

Cheng Sangluo questioned in a playful tone, "Tell me honestly, did you drug my drink...? No, no...you were drugged...getting close to you was poisonous..."

"If I say you're bad at talking, you're good at using metaphors; if I say you're sweet-talking, your metaphors are worse than no metaphors at all." Lin Jin pinched her ear in annoyance, raised her arm and pulled her into her arms, coaxing her affectionately: "You stay still and don't move. You can take a hot bath after you've calmed down for a while."

Cheng Sangluo ran her fingers along her nose to brush her chin, her emotions constantly shifting. One second she was being boisterous, the next she was incredibly docile. "Want to come together? Okay? I want to throw the little yellow duck in the water and we can have a water fight..."

"How old are you?" Lin Jin laughed at her for being childish, but then seriously refused, "No, there are no little yellow ducks, no water fights."

"Ah!?" Cheng Sangluo quickly buried himself in his wife's arms and whimpered twice, instantly turning into a whiny girl: "How could you bear not to play water fights with me, and not even give me my little yellow duck? How could you bear to do that?"

"You've broken the rules again! No more acting cute while drunk!" Lin Jin warned, but it was too late. Her feelings for Cheng Sangluo had already exploded in her heart. She couldn't help but bite her ear and cheek, wishing she could bite every inch of her body.

Lin Jin was both amused and exasperated, thinking to herself that Cheng Sangluo was clearly the puppy, so why was it always Cheng Sangluo who bit people? This damned physiological attraction!

Cheng Sangluo hissed in pain, but he also enjoyed his wife's affectionate biting and kissing. So he casually spread his arms, picked up his thin lover, and insisted on sitting on his lap.

All she wants to do is stick together with her wife, sticking together without a care in the world!

Lin Jin couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to sit on her lap, coquettishly complaining, "What are you trying to do now? You're drunk and you still can't stay still!"

Cheng Sangluo finally calmed down a bit, putting on a pitiful face and saying, "My head hurts so much... Can you rub it for me... It hurts so much..."

"Aren't you supposed to be a tough special forces soldier who bleeds but doesn't cry? How come you can't stand the pain sometimes?" Lin Jin joked, but still rubbed the puppy's temples with concern, and couldn't help but criticize it: "If you can't drink, then don't drink. See, you're the one who suffers, you idiot."

Cheng Sangluo covered her hand, kissed it on the lips, and grinned shamelessly: "Are you happy today? This is our new housewarming celebration, of course we have to have some beer to celebrate!"

"Luckily you didn't black out. You're tall and strong, but who knew you had the alcohol tolerance of a child? Don't you worry about what people will think if word gets out!" Lin Jin grabbed Cheng Sangluo's arm, trying to get her up. "Get up quickly, I'll take you to the bathroom."

Unfortunately, she was too weak to lift him. Turning her head to look back, she saw that the bastard was unmoved and instead pulled her back onto his lap.

Lin Jin had run out of options with the guy who wouldn't play hard when drunk, so she had to change tactics, gently scolding him in a soft voice, "You're being naughty, not listening to your wife~"

Cheng Sangluo squinted and looked up at her lover who was pretending to be sullen. She placed her hands on his slender waist and pulled him close to her, embracing his graceful figure.

She buried her head in her wife's chest, nuzzling and nuzzling against her like a spoiled puppy, "I love you... I love you so much... How come I realized this so late... I'm so awful... I deserve to die..."

"I'd be damned if I couldn't bear to part with you~" Lin Jin patted her head, listening to her rambling incoherently, "You're being unusually clingy tonight~"

Caught off guard, Cheng Sangluo stood up abruptly, circled behind Lin Jin, and hugged her tightly, like a koala clinging to a tree, awkwardly shuffling towards the bathroom. "See, I'm as obedient as you..."

Great, this ceremonial confession session ended with the dog acting cute and charming as he couldn't hold his liquor.

Lin Jin was half-carried and half-pushed into the bathroom by Cheng Sangluo. The journey was quite strenuous, and she couldn't help but think to herself that the dog was really heavy. Just resting her head on his shoulder was enough to keep her from moving.

Damn it! It would have been so much better to drink and have some fun, but she had to get herself completely drunk, ruining the wonderful night she had been looking forward to, and what a waste of the pink diamond sexy lingerie she had carefully prepared!

Lin Jin grew angrier the more she thought about it, and finally grabbed Cheng Sangluo by the collar and forced the drunken guy to sit on the toilet.

She put her hands on her hips and angrily scolded, "From now on, you'd better behave yourself, don't talk, and don't hug me. I'm very angry right now!"

Cheng Sangluo was stunned by his wife's sudden anger. He obediently tucked his hands between his legs, looking timid and dejected, and shrank his neck, saying, "Okay."

Lin Jin pulled off the towel and went to the washbasin to scrub herself with hot water, venting all her anger on the towel. Then she silently walked up to Cheng Sangluo.

Cheng Sangluo smiled foolishly at her, her face, flushed red from the alcohol, blossoming into a radiant smile. However, her joy was soon followed by tragedy.

Lin Jin, holding a wet towel in both hands, slapped the puppy across the face when it wasn't paying attention. Regardless of whether the force was appropriate or not, she just gave it a thorough cleaning, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

"Mmm...mmm...wife..." Cheng Sangluo waved her arms, pleading intermittently, "Just a little gentler...mmm..."

"Who told you to speak?!" Lin Jin warned in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

Cheng Sangluo puffed out her cheeks, looking aggrieved and not daring to utter another sound.

Lin Jin slapped her on the back of the head again, "Will you still drink so recklessly in the future?"

The puppy, not getting permission from its wife, could only obediently shake its head repeatedly.

Seeing how obedient she was, Lin Jin softened her tone: "Are you more awake now?"

Cheng Sangluo still didn't dare to speak, and kept nodding.

Lin Jin tossed the towel aside, put her hands on her hips again, and although her anger had subsided somewhat, she still maintained a serious and intimidating demeanor. However, one look at him made her heart melt.

She was surprised that the bastard's eyes had turned red, and even wondered if she had been too fierce and scared the drunkard.

Cheng Sangluo, like a child who had been over-disciplined, stretched out his arms, crying and wanting his wife to hug him. It was unclear what sad thing he had thought of that made her cry so sadly.

Now it was Lin Jin's turn to be at a loss. She hurriedly wiped away her lover's tears and carefully coaxed him, "I won't be mean to you anymore, why are you turning into a little crybaby?"

Cheng Sangluo sniffled, "I just... I just suddenly feel really sad..."

Lin Jin knelt down and knelt on her lap, stroking her still flushed face, and asked, "Shouldn't you be happy? What are you sad about?"

The puppy tilted its head and nestled against its lover's palm, expressing its feelings in that moment: "When you washed my face, I suddenly thought of my mother. You are like my mother."

"I...I look like my mom?" Lin Jin pointed to herself in disbelief, but quickly realized that the puppy didn't miss its mother, but was moved by her care for that moment.

But she never expected that Cheng Sangluo's real source of sadness was herself.

“I have a mother, but I never received her love. You don’t have a mother anymore, but she truly loved you so much, so much that she was willing to sacrifice herself.” Cheng Sangluo bent down and hugged Lin Jin tightly. “No one has ever washed my face… You’re so good to me… But what hurts me even more is my heartache for you. I feel so sorry for someone as wonderful as you who has suffered such misfortune…”

When Lin Jin mentioned her mother, who chose to die for her, her brow furrowed slightly. That heavy and great love was so distant that it seemed like a lifetime ago, and it had become blurred in her memory, but she would never forget the original feeling of the love her mother gave her.

She was deeply moved by this, and also by Cheng Sangluo's tenderness towards her.

Not wanting the atmosphere to become too somber, she tried to lighten the mood by saying, "Since you think I'm like your mother, you can call me 'Mother,' and I might agree. Just say it!"

Cheng Sangluo's sadness lasted less than a minute before Lin Jin's words dispelled her grief. She wiped away her tears haphazardly and whimpered, "Hey, how could you take advantage of me at a time like this?!"

Lin Jin laughed so hard she almost fell over. Suddenly, she grabbed her collar and pulled it down, giving her a sweet kiss to comfort her: "You used to be such a strong person, but now you're just a little crybaby. You're not allowed to cry so easily anymore. You're supposed to be a feisty soldier."

Cheng Sangluo burst into laughter through her tears, like a child who had made a mistake or a cowardly puppy, her body trembling as she sobbed: "Before, I only had myself, and I had to be strong no matter what happened. But now it's different. I rely on you more than you can imagine. I really rely on you."

"Are you that dependent?" Lin Jin smiled and approached, then squinted her eyes with a sly smile. "Since you're so dependent, call me 'Mommy'!"

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