Knock knock knock.
There was a knock on the door of the private room, and a waiter's voice came from outside, "Hello, the largest bowl you ordered has been brought. Do you need anything else?"
"Yes!" Father Zhu said firmly, completely ignoring the expressions of those present.
Baijiu (Chinese liquor), in a bowl as big as a face plate.
The sounds of toasting emanated from the private room, and the clinking of cups and bowls was crisp and pleasant.
After several rounds of drinks, the lights in the private room became dazzling.
Although Zhu Hao felt awkward, he couldn't help but look at Tang Song, who had already drunk three large bowls of wine.
At this moment, there was an unprecedented silence in my ears.
There was no trace of Tang Song's inner thoughts, not even a faint wolf howl.
This was the quietest moment she had experienced in a long time.
Zhu's father was also drunk, his face flushed and neck thick. He was no longer as cautious as before. He took the wine bottle and moved closer to Tang Song, putting his arm around Tang Song's shoulder and patting him hard.
"Tang Song... how did you become friends with my daughter? You don't look like a student at all... and... hiccup... so old..."
Zhu Hao stared at her father's unrestrained, drunken mouth, her eyebrows twitched, and she quickly stood up, giving a wink to Zhu Hong, who was watching the drama unfold.
Zhu Hong acted as if he hadn't seen anything and continued to eat his melon.
This melon is great! This melon is sweet!
Zhu Hong stared at the last slice of watermelon in his hand, wolfed it down in a few bites, wiped the water off his hands, and glanced at his dizzy father.
"Dad, you're drunk. Let's go home." Zhu Hong got up, took his father from him, and half-dragged, half-carried him onto his back.
Half of her eyes were covered by her bangs. She glanced at Tang Song, who was sitting quietly in her seat, and said with a tight smile, "Sister, let's go home."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu's mother pushed open the door to the private room, glanced at the almost untouched food on the table, and sighed softly, "Alright, the cashier said that our table has already been paid for. It was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who paid. He said he was Tang Song's assistant, Zhu Qing."
He pursed his lips and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.
"Hmph!" Zhu Hong scoffed lightly, his tone full of disdain.
Zhu's mother looked up and glanced worriedly at Zhu Hong's father, who was drunk and acting crazy on his back.
"I can still drink!!" Father Zhu suddenly tilted his head back, clenched his fist, and raised his glass to the air. "I may be old, but my body isn't!"
This was the first time Zhu Hao had ever seen him drink like this. He looked at his mother with a worried expression, his eyes filled with helplessness.
Mother Zhu, unable to bear watching any longer, raised her hand to her forehead, then, somewhat embarrassed, stepped forward and patted Father Zhu's back, muttering under her breath, "Drink, drink, drink! You're like this on your first day back, how come you don't drink yourself to death?!"
"Gurgle..." Father Zhu snored, smacked his lips, and turned his head away to avoid Mother Zhu's reproachful gaze.
Zhu Hong lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm leaving, Mom. It's very late."
"Take your dad back first." Zhu's mother pulled a crumpled red banknote from her pocket and stuffed it into Zhu Hong's pocket. "Take a taxi back, don't walk."
Zhu Hong pursed her lips, glancing at Zhu Hao as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, "Sister, aren't you coming back with me?"
Zhu Hao glanced back at her own calf, which was close to Tang Song's, and noticed that the hem of her pants was bulging, noticeably larger than the other side.
The furry, warm touch reminded her of everything.
Tang Song then secretly wrapped his tail around her calf again.
Zhu Hao shook her head and tapped Tang Song's head with her fingertip, indicating that she still needed to make arrangements for the unconscious man beside her.
Zhu Hong's lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes darkly sweeping over Tang Song, who had his head hanging low. He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't Mom say he has that assistant? Why don't we just have that assistant take him away? Why bother with him?"
Zhu Hao frowned slightly. She could sense Zhu Hong's undisguised resistance and hostility towards Tang Song. She stared at him seriously, "We can't abandon him."
Zhu Hong was unconvinced and wanted to retort.
Zhu's mother interrupted sharply, "Alright! Your father is being unreasonable tonight, are you going to be unreasonable too? Hurry up and take your father home! I'll handle the rest."
Zhu's mother nudged Zhu Hong's shoulder, shoving him out of the private room.
The room fell silent instantly.
It felt like the tail tip on her calf was restlessly circling her skin, trying to reach upwards.
Zhu Hao froze, and just as the tip of Tang Song's tail was about to pass her knees, she suddenly sat down, pretending to straighten her clothes, and casually slapped the tip of Tang Song's tail down.
"Ugh..." Tang Song, who had been quiet all along, finally let out a muffled groan, his back arching slightly.
When Zhu's mother looked up, she assumed that Tang Song was just feeling unwell from drinking too much.
Zhu Hao bit her lower lip, her face flushed, and dared not look up. "Mom, you go back with Zhu Hong first. I'll go back after I get him in the car."
The tail has wrapped around me again!
Zhu Hao stomped her foot slightly, trying to shake off Tang Song's tail, but he seemed determined to cling to her this time, holding her tightly. Zhu Hao could even feel the soft flesh on her calves being squeezed out.
It doesn't hurt, but it feels a bit awkward.
"Good, good..." Zhu's mother called out earnestly, then sat down in front of Zhu Hao and took her hand.
Zhu Hao trembled with fright, forcibly calming herself down. She held her mother's hand perfunctorily with one hand, while using the other to swat away the annoying tail under the table.
I still couldn't hear Tang Song's heartfelt words.
But now she can hear her own heart pounding with nervousness.
Stop jumping!!
Zhu Hao bit her lip, glanced quickly at her mother, and then lowered her gaze again.
Looking at her shy appearance, Zhu's mother felt even more disheartened.
She assumed Tang Song was drunk and out of control, and that he was speaking without restraint. "Tell your mother the truth, is he your boyfriend?"
Zhu Hao's breath hitched, and he subconsciously shook his head, repeatedly denying it.
She did want to, but Tang Song, that wolf, only had raising cubs in his mind. Even something as simple as forming a mate would be postponed until five years later.
Pure torture!
However, Zhu's mother did not believe her explanation and gave Tang Song behind Zhu Hao a meaningful look.
The tall, muscular man was now bent over, curled up in a ball, his forehead almost touching Zhu Hao's shoulder, exuding a strange shyness.
Zhu's mother frowned slightly and pulled Zhu Hao forward a few steps.
Zhu Hao was momentarily caught off guard and leaned forward, but the little tail on her calf wouldn't have it, it tightened its grip on her and pulled her lower body back.
In order to avoid alerting her mother, Zhu Hao could only twist her body forward, struggling against the little tail while getting closer to her mother.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Zhu Hao pulled her hand back and quickly made a sign language gesture. "I'm telling the truth. He and I are just friends. There are no complicated feelings between us!"
After gesturing, Zhu Hao raised his hand to his ear, his face full of sincerity.
Mother Zhu still looked suspicious. "The way he came to the Zhu family today, it looked like he was proposing marriage. He brought so many things, and he still says he's not her boyfriend?"
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