Chapter 120 Warm Winter
My face felt hot, and my head was getting dizzier.
She handed the empty cup to Fang Qibai, saying, "I'd like to drink more."
Qiu Chen took the cup before Fang Qibai could, saying, "Brother Chen, I'll make you another one."
Zhu Wan looked at Chen Ge with sparkling eyes, "Chen Ge is so nice."
Qiu Chen clutched his heart, feeling a tingling sensation from being called "Brother Chen".
Yi Jia pointed to herself, "How about Sister Jia?"
Zhu Wan nodded with a silly grin.
Yi Jia kept putting food on her plate, saying, "Eat more."
Qiu Chen was about to hand the prepared drink to Zhu Wan when Fang Qibai took it away.
Zhu Wan caught the empty air and frowned unhappily.
Qiu Chen couldn't bear to see the girl frown. "Gou Bai, give her the drink. I didn't put any alcohol in this one, just pure milk and pomegranate syrup."
Fang Qibai lowered his head and handed the cup in his hand to Zhu Wan.
Zhu Wan didn't take it; instead, she lowered her head and sipped her mouth from his hand.
"The taste is different."
Qiu Chen couldn't stop laughing. "Want some wine?"
Zhu Wan looked at the beer in Jia Jie's glass.
Yi Jia pulled A Yuan to his side, "Can you still drink?"
Zhu Wan smiled, "I can drink."
Qiu Chen held up his phone to record a video.
Ah Yuan, who was asking for alcohol, was so funny.
Fang Qibai's side became empty. He put down his chopsticks and saw the little girl drinking the wine from Yi Jia's cup. He said, "I'm not drinking anymore."
Zhu Wan returned the cup to Jia Jie and truly refused to touch alcohol again.
Fang Qibai handed her a glass of orange juice.
The drunk girl became even quieter, her slender wrists holding the orange juice. Her eyes, no longer wary or reserved, were now radiant with a sweet smile. Warm breath brushed her cheeks, tiny, glistening beads of sweat appeared on her nose, and her eyelashes were damp.
Yi Jia was incredibly soft-hearted.
"Qiu Chen, you gave the wine to A Yuan, you should talk to Fan Fan about it yourself."
Qiu Chen picked up his phone and put it down again. "I'll call back in half an hour."
Yi Jia glanced at him, "You think everyone's like you, able to sober up in half an hour?"
Qiu Chen clicked his tongue, "We haven't even finished watching the movie yet, it's still early. What's wrong with letting A-Yuan stay here a little longer? Don't think so badly of her."
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Zhu Fan received a call from Qiu Chen, and the gathering was coming to an end.
The once lively private room fell silent as she answered the phone.
Zhu Fan smiled and pointed outside the private room, "I'm going out to take a call."
She didn't let Fang Qizhou stay with her, saying, "I'll be in in a bit."
Zhu Fan hung up on Qiu Chen and started a video call with A Yuan.
Yi Jia held up A Yuan's phone so that Zhu Fan could see A Yuan sitting quietly on the sofa watching a movie.
Yi Jia sighed, "Your sister is so well-behaved even when she's drunk, she's so easy to manage. She just cried while watching a movie, has she been under too much academic pressure lately?"
Zhu Fan asked Yi Jia, "How much did you drink?"
Yi Jia sat down next to A Yuan. "A Yuan, your sister asked how much you drank?"
Zhu Wan obediently made a "1" gesture.
Zhu Fan laughed, "You got drunk after just one drink?"
Zhu Wan shook her head, "I'm not drunk."
Qiu Chen wiped the coffee table and cleaned the surface. "People who are drunk say they're not drunk, while those who aren't usually say they are."
Zhu Wan immediately changed her address.
Zhu Fan laughed out loud.
She asked Yi Jia to keep an eye on A Yuan, saying she would come to pick her up soon.
Yi Jia told her not to rush to pick her up, "A-Yuan likes watching this movie, but it's not over yet, so come pick her up later."
Zhu Fan glanced at the time.
Yi Jia assured her, "Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of A-Yuan for you."
Fang Qizhou came out of the private room with her clothes and bag, just as Zhu Fan hung up the video call.
She smiled and asked Fang Qizhou, "Are we leaving now?"
Fang Qizhou draped his coat over her shoulders and wrapped her scarf around her neck, saying, "I've already said hello."
Zhu Fan glanced at the still bustling private room with its door half-open, took Fang Qizhou's arm, and walked with him out of the restaurant. "Have you booked your business trip for December?"
She had just come out after receiving a phone call; Professor Chen was talking about the lab's business trip arrangements for December.
This business trip will take me abroad for half a month.
Fang Qizhou is very busy every day now.
He casually toyed with Zhu Fan's hand, saying, "I'll be back before New Year's Day."
Zhu Fan sat in the passenger seat, already planning his New Year's Eve arrangements.
Even though there were still more than half a month before her business trip, Zhu Fanguang already felt reluctant to leave.
Fang Qizhou started the car and turned on the air conditioner.
Zhu Fan untied his heavy clothes and scarf, stretched out his body, and put the clothes in the back seat.
Fang Qizhou wrapped his long arm around Zhu Fan's waist.
Zhu Fan wrapped her arms around Fang Qizhou's lean waist from inside his open coat.
Fang Qizhou wrapped his coat around the person in his arms.
He zipped up his coat, the soft metallic clang standing out clearly in the quiet carriage.
That oversized coat became a small, warm cocoon between them.
Zhu Fan was completely captivated, her forehead pressed against his sharply defined jawline, her nose filled with his cool yet reassuring scent, mixed with the warm air from the car's air conditioning.
She could feel the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, and through his soft sweater, she could hear his steady heartbeat.
The lining of her coat was a little cool against her cheek, but the warmth of his arms, which were wrapped around her waist, quickly dispelled that coolness.
She couldn't help but laugh, the curve of her lips brushing against the fabric of his shirt, the subtle friction muffled by the thick callus.
Outside the car window, the glow of the streetlights was somewhat disordered by the howling cold wind, and the light spots dragged on the glass as flowing, cold lines.
The warmth inside the car grew stronger, the air conditioner hummed softly, mixed with the very slight rustling of their clothes and their warm breaths.
Fang Qizhou's chin brushed against the crown of her hair almost imperceptibly.
Zhu Fan closed his eyes, and the arms around his waist tightened a little more. He could feel the taut, powerful muscles under his sweater with his fingertips.
At that moment, the cold wind was kept out of the glass, and she hid inside his coat, shielding her from the winter chill.
Zhu Fan thought, this is a warm winter.
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