Chapter 39, The 39th Beam of Light: "Give me a kiss, and I'll let you go..."
Yu Mushang's words really made her panic. Could it be that she had flirted with him again last night while she was drunk? She didn't remember at all!
Unfortunately, there were too many people around, making it inconvenient to talk, so Song Xingyun could only force a couple of laughs and say, "No need, no need, let's eat."
Fortunately, Ying Qi and Wen Ying were preoccupied with the food on the table, and no one was there to interrupt their conversation.
The atmosphere during the meal was quite pleasant. Wen Ying was a true social butterfly, completely unpretentious, and even kept greeting the other three, introducing the dishes. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was the owner of the villa.
"Miss Wen, I picked this up first." And just like that, the two of them started fighting over the food again.
Song Xingyun found it amusing; this was the liveliest meal she had eaten since arriving at Villa No. 9. However, it was still a bit noisy. Yu Mushang said coldly, "If you two keep making noise, go eat outside."
Ying Qi: I wouldn't dare.
Wen Ying: I'm so scared.
Song Xingyun: What's the use of you two looking at me?
Song Xingyun received their distress signal and, with a heavy heart, put a spare rib in Yu Mushang's bowl, saying, "Eat this."
Realizing what she had done, her hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air. The three of them stared at the piece of pork rib in Yu Mushang's bowl. Finally, Ying Qi spoke up in a low voice, "The boss is a germaphobe..."
Song Xingyun snapped out of her daze and tried to sneakily take the ribs from Yu Mushang's bowl, but before she could succeed, she saw the man precisely pick up a rib with his chopsticks and take a bite. "Assistant Song, are you trying to steal them back?"
Song Xingyun's first reaction was to look for the location of the smart cane. It wasn't within his reach, and there was no "monitoring," but he still managed to find it. "No, I just wanted to put a... new one on your hand."
To everyone's surprise, Yu Mushang said something astonishing: "This isn't the first time."
Ying Qi and Wen Ying exchanged a glance upon hearing this. "There's a story behind this!"
Song Xingyun thought of the indirect kiss between the two of them and gasped, afraid that Yu Mushang would make it clear. "Yes, yes, this isn't the first time I've served you food. Eat up, eat up."
"You guys eat too!"
Ying Qi and Wen Ying were still lamenting that they hadn't gotten any gossip when Song Xingyun pulled them out to "take the blame," asking, "How did you two run into each other at the bar that night?"
Wen Ying tilted her head. "You're asking me? I don't remember the process." She looked at Ying Qi. "Why don't you help me recall?" Wen Ying also wanted to know if the feel of the hand she vaguely remembered was his.
Ying Qiyi's memory of that woman groping and rubbing against him sent a shiver down his spine, but his expression remained calm. "Let bygones be bygones."
"Tch." Wen Ying curled her lip. The more Ying Qi acted like this, the more curious she became. She secretly made up her mind to find a time to pry Ying Qi's mouth open.
After dinner, Song Xingyun took Wen Ying back to their room. The two lay side by side on the bed, staring at the ceiling. After a while, Wen Ying turned to look at her and said, "You two are being very ambiguous."
"Huh?" Her opening line was so abrupt that Song Xingyun didn't react for a moment. "Ambiguous? With whom?"
Wen Ying rolled over onto her stomach and stared intently at her, "Of course it's with Yu Mushang!"
Upon hearing the name, Song Xingyun's heart skipped a beat without warning. "Wh...what? He and I are completely innocent!" She couldn't admit to what she had done to Yu Mushang.
Wen Ying suppressed a laugh, "Do you know that the more guilty you feel, the more excited you become?"
However, she didn't really "interrogate" Song Xingyun about the details of that human world. She thought that if Song Xingyun really wanted to tell, she would. But seeing how eagerly she denied it, Wen Ying wasn't sure. She just tentatively asked, "You really don't like it?"
Song Xingyun immediately covered her mouth, afraid that someone might overhear, "Don't say anything." But despite this, Wen Ying still didn't let go of the opportunity to speak, "I don't know if you like him or not, but I think he likes you quite a bit."
Song Xingyun originally wanted to cover her mouth even tighter, but she relaxed for a second after hearing her words. "I'm his subordinate! I'm devoted to the company and the boss! It's normal for him to like me... He also likes Ying Qi quite a bit."
Wen Ying took her hand away and pinched the soft flesh on her cheek. "I'm not talking about a boss liking an employee." She looked at Song Xingyun's wide eyes and directly exposed the truth she had been seeing. "I'm talking about a man liking a woman."
Wen Ying may not be good at much else, but he has a keen eye and strong "investigative" skills. Plus, the phone call he answered for Song Xingyun last night, where he only told her that she had drunk too much and fallen asleep, made her name sound special when he said it.
Song Xingyun vehemently denied it, saying, "That's impossible!" But a seed had been quietly planted in her heart.
Looking at her best friend who still hadn't figured it out, Wen Ying patted her shoulder helplessly and lay back down. "Keep trying, you idiot."
Before Song Xingyun could even breathe a sigh of relief that Wen Ying had ended the topic, she heard Wen Ying jokingly say, "It would be best to upgrade to a high-class ox or horse, win over the boss in one fell swoop, and reach the pinnacle of life!"
Song Xingyun: ...
She grabbed the blanket and covered her face, thinking, "Go to sleep." She tried hard to recall the details of last night's drinking, but the person who always claimed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk was truly defeated this time. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember anything before falling asleep.
At this moment, in the master bedroom, a weary-looking man leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. He had barely slept a wink last night.
Because, how can taking care of a drunkard all night not be considered a case of physical disability and strong will?
Although Song Xingyun seemed to have forgotten everything, he remembered it very clearly.
"What do you mean it's gone? I can still drink!" Her "bold words" echoed in my ears, followed by a video from the smart cane: "A drunk woman, two empty wine bottles, already spilled."
Yu Mushang pressed his temples, and using the "location" provided by the smart cane, he leaned over and grabbed the hand that was touching the wine bottle on the table. "That's enough for today."
Song Xingyun's wrist was grabbed, and with the man's shout to stop her, she frowned and said, "I can still drink. You're not allowed to think I'm bad at drinking."
Yu Mushang didn't know how she came to that conclusion. Did his expression look disgusted, like he was cursing someone? He deliberately raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm praising you in my heart."
If Song Xingyun were sober at this moment, she would definitely shamelessly say that he was lying, but unfortunately she is now so drunk that she can't tell anything. "Really?"
Her voice was soft, and the listener unconsciously softened their own voice, even adding a touch of emotion, "Really, our Xingxing is the best."
As Yu Mushang spoke, the hand holding her wrist tightened slightly before releasing it again. "Go to sleep."
In Song Xingyun's eyes, Yu Mushang looked like he had grown two or three heads. She pointed at him with a trembling finger and said, "Such a handsome face actually has three faces."
Yu Mushang was helpless upon hearing her somewhat alarming statement. Song Xingyun had already swayed as she got up and staggered forward in order to get a clear look at those "a few" handsome faces.
Her sweet fragrance mixed with the scent of wine wafted towards Yu Mushang. Before Yu Mushang could react, the woman's hands were already on his shoulders. "Let me take a good look."
Her slender fingers moved up his neck, and Yu Mushang was forced to feel her hands messing with his face. Song Xingyun, because of her unsteady body, held his face and swayed from side to side. In the end, the man couldn't take it anymore and reached out to pinch her slender waist in front of him...
"what you do?"
Hearing the slight annoyance in his question, Song Xingyun pouted, "It's up to you, is that not allowed?"
She was standing, and he was sitting.
She lowered her head, and he looked up at her, his face cupped in her hands.
"No." Yu Mushang pursed his lips and squeezed out two words.
But to his surprise, this wasn't enough to deter the heavily intoxicated woman in front of him. Instead of retreating, she advanced, bending slightly closer. Finally, Yu Mushang felt something touch his forehead, rubbing against him a few times, and a strand of hair was caught in it...
It looks like it's her forehead.
Next, he felt her breath... When he felt her breath, Yu Mushang's breathing also became erratic.
He gripped her waist, intending to pull her away, but the little drunkard resisted. Song Xingyun held his face tightly, her words full of rebellion, "If I say it's okay, then it's okay!"
Yu Mushang immediately lost his strength and gave up struggling. He said in a low voice, "Is Assistant Song so domineering?" He couldn't help but curl his lips.
Song Xingyun refused to let go, and in order to stand firm, she moved her legs from side to side, and her nose uncontrollably rubbed against his. "Isn't that what I learned from the boss?"
Yu Mushang: ...
He didn't use "domineering" in this kind of thing. "Then I think you've surpassed your teacher."
When Song Xingyun heard him "praising" her, she stepped back slightly, and her gaze, looking down, somehow landed on the man's lips.
She swallowed hard, freeing one hand from her cupped face, and pressed her finger unexpectedly to his lips. Song Xingyun's eyes lit up with surprise, "Just as I thought."
Yu Mushang's ears instantly turned as red as if they were about to bleed. He raised his hand and grabbed her wrist to stop her movement, but asked, "The same as what?"
At this moment, Song Xingyun's mind was filled with the plots of the novels she usually read, and she immediately found the right adjective, "Soft, your lips are so soft."
After she finished speaking, Yu Mushang was shocked and released his grip on her hand, immediately covering his mouth. Then he heard the woman let loose and spout nonsense, "I want to kiss you."
The drunk Song Xingyun had only one question on her mind: would it be this soft when kissed?
Practice makes perfect.
The next second, the person who was already so drunk that she could barely open her eyes pressed down with her lips and accurately kissed the back of the man's hand that was covering his mouth.
Yu Mushang: ...
What is that?
She seemed dissatisfied.
One peck, two pecks, three pecks.
Yu Mushang's hand trembled with each kiss from her. When he finally confirmed what was touching his hand, he heard Song Xingyun say with dissatisfaction, "It looks soft, but when I kiss it... it's hard, huh?"
She struggled to open her eyes and saw the man covering his mouth. "You cheated."
When she pulled Yu Mushang's hand away, he shrank back, looking terrified. "Song Xingyun, do you know who I am?"
Song Xingyun shook her head and nodded, "Yu Mushang." She didn't even call him "boss" anymore.
Yu Mushang's Adam's apple bobbed. "Do you know what you're doing right now?"
He had barely finished asking when Song Xingyun cupped his face and pulled him back, head and all. She smiled mischievously, "I know, you're usually so... sharp-tongued and domineering, but this time... finally! You've fallen into my hands, haven't you?"
Her fingertips traced a line down the man's lips, finally landing with interest on his prominent Adam's apple. "Give me a kiss, and I'll let you go, okay?"
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