Chapter 89 Why don’t you want me anymore?
With Shen Yixiao in charge, and having won a few games after his instruction, Cen Wan is now full of confidence and plays her cards more decisively.
Occasionally, when she was undecided, she would turn to him for advice, and Shen Yixiao would let her follow her own feelings.
I was winning at the beginning, but later I lost more and more.
Shen Yixiao drank glass after glass of wine.
After finishing the three rounds of cannons, Cen Wan looked at Shen Yixiao with an apologetic look on her face: "Sorry, I lost again."
She took the initiative to reach for the wine: "Let me drink it."
Shen Yixiao held her hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a scoundrel look on his face: "Am I dead?"
Cen Wan: "..."
Shen Yixiao took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, neatly and quickly.
He had drunk quite a bit, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with a little red. His handsome face was less cold and sharp, and more sexy and lustful.
Cen Wan wanted to change places with him, but he refused, so she had no choice but to continue fighting.
No one mentioned the topic of the end, and everyone was getting more and more excited.
Jiang Yuan's card skills were much better than Ji Yuanchen's, so she didn't lose much. After winning a hand of Dragon Seven Pairs, Ji Yuanchen looked at her with admiration: "Sister Yuan, you're amazing! Why don't we make up for the sworn brotherhood ceremony today?"
Jiang Yuan was thinking about which card to play when Ji Yuanchen kept chattering in her ear, making her feel annoyed. She raised her hand and slapped him: "Shut up, don't make noise."
"Oh." Ji Yuanchen pursed his lips and calmed down.
Qin Yanxiu sat with his legs crossed, leaning back in his chair, looking at this and that, without drinking a drop of alcohol.
The card game ended not until two minutes before midnight when everyone pushed cakes to celebrate Ji Yuanchen's birthday.
A seven-layer cake. Everyone fell silent the moment the waiter pushed it in.
The first layer is the shape of Black Cat Sheriff, the second layer is Nezha, the third layer is Conan, the fourth layer is Ultraman, the fifth layer is Transformers, the sixth layer is a car model, and the seventh layer is an airplane...
Qin Yanxiu: "How old are you, Ji Yuanchen? Are you childish?"
Ji Yuanchen: "What do you know! This represents my experiences and hobbies from childhood to adulthood. It means a lot."
Qin Yanxiu: "...Okay."
"Okay, turn off the lights."
The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, with only the candles on the birthday cake flickering, emitting a warm light.
After everyone sang Happy Birthday to him, Ji Yuanchen closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest and began to make a wish.
"It's been a minute and you still haven't made a promise?"
"Ji Yuanchen, why are you acting like a girl?"
"Hurry up, it's almost midnight."
Ji Yuanchen made his three wishes earnestly before opening his eyes: "What do you know? This is called a sense of ritual!"
His brothers on the side urged him to blow out the candles, and then smeared the cake on his face.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Cen Wan looked at this scene, her lips slightly curved, and she stepped aside to watch them play and fight wildly.
She was about to go find Jiang Yuan when she suddenly felt a warm and strong hand holding her wrist.
She turned around and saw Shen Yixiao sitting on the chair, his cold white skin covered with a layer of red, looking at her with unfocused eyes.
Shen Yixiao was drunk.
The drunk Shen Yixiao was extremely difficult to deal with. He didn't let anyone else get close to him and just held on to Cen Wan tightly.
Ji Yuanchen and Qin Yanxiu came to help him and were almost beaten.
"Ms. Cen, your room is in the back building. Brother Yi's room is on the top floor. Please help him up there."
Cen Wan was not short, but she was thin. Shen Yixiao was so tall and straight that he pressed on her, and it seemed like he was about to trip her.
Jiang Yuan couldn't stand it, and just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Qin Yanxiu: "Brother Yi is recognizing people now, it's better for you not to go over there."
Ji Yuanchen also pulled her: "Don't worry, Sister Yuan, just ask the waiter to help, and you can drink with me."
After saying that, the two of them half pulled and half supported Jiang Yuan, and asked the waiter to lead Cen Wan and support Shen Yixiao back to the room.
Shen Yixiao has his own room here, at the innermost part of the top floor.
Shen Yixiao put his arm on her shoulder and leaned half of his body on her.
Cen Wan wanted to help him to the bed, but just as she reached the bed, she tripped and fell forward, and both of them fell onto the bed.
Shen Yixiao was lying underneath, and Cen Wan fell on top of him.
Her chin hit his chest and she gasped in pain.
After she came to her senses, she tried to stand up with her hands, only to find that a pair of large hands were tightly wrapped around her waist, like an iron barrel, and she couldn't pry them apart at all.
She looked up. Shen Yixiao had his eyes closed, his thick eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his eyelids. The coldness on his angular face was gone, and he looked much softer, as if he had fallen asleep.
She called out softly: "Chen Yixiao..."
No one answered.
This position was really unbearable. Cen Wan pursed her lips, patted his hand, and tried to negotiate with him: "Can you let me go first?"
Shen Yixiao didn't move.
Cen Wan raised her hand and rubbed his face, saying softly, "Let me wipe your face before you go to sleep, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."
Shen Yixiao still had his eyes closed, but his head moved uncomfortably, and the strength in his hands loosened a little.
Cen Wan took the opportunity to get out of his arms.
His legs were still hanging over the edge of the bed, and he was lying sideways on the bed, looking uncomfortable.
Cen Wan looked around, went to the bathroom to find a clean towel, wet it, and bent down to wipe his face.
Cen Wan felt a little guilty about Shen Yixiao being so drunk. If she hadn't been such a terrible card player, he wouldn't have drunk so much.
She sat on the edge of the bed and gently wiped his face. Just as she was about to get up to pour him a glass of water, someone put their arms around her waist again.
Cen Wan was stunned.
She lowered her head. Shen Yixiao had his arms around her waist from the front and was looking up at her. His dark eyes seemed wet as if they had been soaked in water.
His tone was also pitiful: "It's so uncomfortable..."
His hair was disheveled on his forehead, his cold white skin was stained with a layer of gorgeous red, and his handsome face revealed a bit of fragility and confusion.
Cen Wan's heart softened, and she lowered her head and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
"Headache..." Shen Yixiao held her with his arms like iron arms. His body was very hot, and the scorching temperature passed through her clothes to her skin.
Shen Yixiao moved his head forward, and Cen Wan froze.
It feels a little numb and a little itchy.
"Wanwan, I feel uncomfortable..." His voice was hoarse and low.
When the familiar name entered her ears, Cen Wan's heart suddenly sank, as if it was filled with sour lemon juice.
She raised her hand, looked down at him, hesitated in the air for a few seconds, and finally let it fall.
Touched his hair gently.
Cen Wan's fingertips shrank slightly, as if trying to convince herself. He had blacked out from drinking, so he wouldn't remember.
Rubbing his head soothingly, she said, "I'll make you some hangover soup."
She gently took his hand away, and Shen Yixiao did not stop her. He was as docile as a big cat throughout the whole process.
This was a suite with a kitchen and a refrigerator. Cen Wan simply cooked some hangover soup.
When she returned to the bedroom with the cup, Shen Yixiao had already sat up.
Those deep eyes stared at her without blinking.
"where have you been?"
The tone sounded like a question, and a little aggrieved.
"I..." Before Cen Wan could finish her words, she heard him ask again, "Why don't you want me anymore?"
Cen Wan's heart tightened, and the fingertips holding the cup turned white. Her heart felt like it was being pricked by countless tiny and dense needles. The subtle yet ubiquitous pain spread to every part of her body.
She stood there for a long time, her throat tight and dry. She moved her lips but couldn't utter a word.
Shen Yixiao looked at her steadily, without moving his eyes away.
Cen Wan walked over and held the cup to his lips: "Drink some hangover soup to feel better."
Shen Yixiao glanced down and looked away.
Obviously don't want to drink.
She coaxed softly: "Just drink a little."
Shen Yixiao: "Will you come back after drinking?"
Cen Wan bit her lip and lowered her eyes: "Yeah."
Shen Yixiao took two sips of his drink before Cen Wan unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt collar and straightened the quilt: "Go to sleep."
Shen Yixiao stared at her with his dark eyes: "You sleep with me."
Cen Wan was speechless.
"You sleep by yourself. I won't leave. I'll stay by your side."
Shen Yixiao didn't move or speak, just stared at her, his eyes full of resentment and accusation.
Cen Wan sighed helplessly. She knew that Shen Yixiao could be very clingy when he was drunk, but she couldn't really bear to ignore him.
Just this once, Cen Wan, she said to herself.
She lifted the quilt: "You lie down first, I'll lie next to you."
Shen Yixiao obediently moved to the side.
Then he lay down, spread his arms, slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at her.
Cen Wan took off her shoes and clothes and lay down on him, resting her head on his arm.
Shen Yixiao immediately hugged her, turned sideways and held her in his arms, rubbed his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Baby, I miss you so much..."
Cen Wan's nose felt sore, and her fingertips tightly grasped the quilt. She turned sideways with her back to him and said in a nasal voice, "Go to sleep quickly."
Shen Yixiao didn't say anything else. She opened her eyes and noticed that there was gradually no movement behind her. She wanted to turn over, but was held tighter.
Shen Yixiao approached from behind, with a tone that said, "You lied to me again."
Warm breath fell on her neck. Cen Wan shuddered, but before she could say anything, she felt a wet and hot touch on her shoulder and neck.
Her whole body froze as if she had been electrocuted.
Shen Yixiao wrapped around her like an octopus, his hands and feet tightly restraining her, his restless lips messing with her sensitive areas.
"Little liar..."
Shen Yixiao muttered something, then took a bite...
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