Chapter 272 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 61
Also, before undertaking any major undertaking, could you perhaps first determine your alcohol tolerance?
Instead of, as he is now, bearing everything alone and enduring the long night by himself.
Song Jinhuan slept for more than three hours and woke up in the early hours of the morning.
Pei Ji was lying next to him.
I'm so annoyed, I don't even know how I fainted halfway through.
She clenched her small fists, glared at Pei Ji with deep resentment, and remembered the remaining half-bottle of wine.
With a quick glance, she slipped out of the room.
Pei Ji opened his eyes. Knowing Seventeen's personality, this matter was definitely not over.
Footsteps drew closer.
The man's lips curled up for a fleeting moment.
"Pei Ji... Pei Ji, wake up..."
Hearing the soft breaths of a young girl, Pei Ji slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with the bewilderment of someone just waking up.
"Um?"
“Sit up a little,” she said.
Pei Ji obediently sat up halfway, and then his chin was pinched and his face was lifted upwards.
"Come on, open your mouth and drink," the girl coaxed softly.
Seeing that he opened his mouth, Song Jinhuan did not hesitate to bring the cup closer.
With a few gulps, the man swallowed, and a little red liquid spilled from the corner of his lips, flowing down his chin and neck, past his Adam's apple.
A faint pink line meanders across her pale skin, captivating all who see it.
His cheeks quickly flushed, and Song Jinhuan poured himself another glass, downing it very decisively.
The man's phoenix eyes, which had been clear just moments before, now became hazy.
Her eyes and brows were all flushed with a rosy hue.
Now!
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard and pushed him aside.
The man fell to the ground.
The shirt was carelessly tossed on the ground.
Next came black trousers and a tank top, piled up haphazardly.
Two pairs of slippers, one large and one small, were placed at the foot of the bed.
The smaller shoe is placed with its sole facing up on top of the larger one.
Not far away, the larger one almost completely obscured the smaller one.
Unable to fix her gaze on any one point, Song Jinhuan grabbed the mimosa jade pendant hanging around the man's neck.
Pei Ji leaned down and swallowed her voice.
I don't know how much time passed... anyway, so long that the room was filled with bright light, Pei Ji was still continuing.
Song Jinhuan was completely bewildered and couldn't understand why she was the one who had the upper hand.
Fake medicine!
Someone is selling fake medicine!
Consciousness began to slip out of my control.
Before Song Jinhuan fainted, she vaguely heard the man say something like that she should take responsibility for him.
She thought, Pei Ji is truly shameless.
When I regained consciousness, the first sound I heard came from Sanjin.
"Host, the favorability rating is 98%!"
"These two points of favorability are definitely enough for a marriage proposal!" Song Jinhuan was very certain of this.
Sanjin: "Thank you for your hard work, host!"
Song Jinhuan clicked his tongue, "I still don't understand where things went wrong."
"The one who should be manipulated by others is Pei Ji!"
But later on... damn it, let's not even talk about it.
Sanjin: "Ahem, host, you don't need to tell me so much. I get shy if I hear too much."
Song Jinhuan felt embarrassed when she thought about it.
...
Pei Ji's craftsmanship became increasingly refined, and under his guidance, Song Jinhuan's creations became more and more exquisite.
Unlike Pei Ji, who only carves Guanyin Buddha statues, Song Jinhuan can carve whatever he wants. If a customer likes something, he will buy it, but he does not accept custom orders.
She just carves for fun, and if she really likes a piece of her carving, she'll keep it.
"Sanjin, when you erase memories, could you please not erase this skill?"
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