Chapter 25 So soft when drunk
Undeniably, Xie Xingchen has a very pleasant "bad boy" voice; his voice is low, magnetic, and his enunciation is particularly captivating.
When someone calls you by your nickname in such a affected tone, it can send shivers down your spine.
But... what help am I supposed to give? He's the Omega Xie Xingchen was talking about who messes around with other people.
Moreover, how could he possibly find Xie Xingchen's voice pleasant? His mind was completely filled with thoughts of a 130-yuan plate of water spinach.
Xie Xingchen bumped him again with his knee, his voice tinged with laughter: "Yaoyao?"
I can't stand it.
This guy is definitely like the rumors say, a womanizer who flirts with everyone and is a master at passing through countless women!
Lin Yao coughed suddenly, grabbed a cup and drank water. He gulped it down before realizing something was wrong; it was very bitter, and a strong smell of alcohol lingered on his lips.
If we're talking about alcohol, Xie Xingchen's pheromones smell better.
etc.
What are you thinking? It smells terrible!
It must be because of that temporary mark. It's terrifying. With just one bite and his mouth opened, he was brainwashed, and even his aesthetic sense changed.
"You're so excited about being called by a nickname, you've even had a drink." Xie Xingchen noticed that he wasn't good at drinking, so he poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him. "Why are you drinking so fast?"
Lin Yao tilted his head back and gulped down the tea to suppress the taste of alcohol before threateningly saying, "Try saying those two words again."
Xie Xingchen's greatest virtue is that he follows his heart and never yields.
Without changing his expression: "Yao Yao."
Lin Yao glared at him.
Alcohol numbs the tongue, making it impossible to swear.
Xie Xingchen's lips curled slightly: "I'll listen to you."
And he's especially indebted.
The two spectators sitting opposite couldn't help but laugh.
Xie Yunhuai still looked quite serious, as if he were approving a project with a subordinate, and said, "Go ahead and kick me. If you get hurt, I'll take the blame and won't bother you."
Even my own brother has spoken.
"Has everyone finished eating?" Lin Yao wiped the knife and fork in front of him. "I'll pay the bill if you're done. On the way back, I'll find a place without surveillance cameras to finish him off."
Jiang Qiran rested her chin on her hand: "Okay, send me the address of the funeral home tomorrow. I should still attend my fiancé's funeral as a sign of respect."
Lin Yao's face darkened: "Okay."
It's really fun to tease Lin Yao. He seems calm, but he's actually been getting worked up for a while.
Xie Xingchen kept laughing to himself.
The reason Lin Yao didn't make a move at this moment was nothing more than that he didn't feel any pity for someone.
He really has a very low alcohol tolerance.
Just a few minutes after downing that glass of wine, I started to feel dizzy and lightheaded.
If I wait another ten minutes, I estimate I'll enter an uncontrollable state of intoxication.
He cares about his reputation and is afraid of losing face. If he goes crazy and leaves a dark history, it will be difficult for him to find a job in Langzhuang in the future.
A hard-working man who strives for excellence throughout his life.
So, forcing himself to stay awake, he waved to the waiter and brought over the bill. Well done, Lin Yao sobered up instantly when he saw the number.
"13,000 for a meal???"
They could have just robbed them, but they were kind enough to serve them a few dishes. They have a real conscience.
Lin Yao read it five times, still feeling heartbroken and unable to breathe. The prize money was only 10,000 yuan, and he still had to put in 3,000 yuan of his own money, which was more than his food expenses for a year.
Jiang Qiran looked at the bill and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't check the price of the drinks. Otherwise, this meal would be on me. Next time, let's eat at the school gate."
It's understandable that a rich young master wouldn't have this habit; Lin Yao is simply unsophisticated and this is the first time he's heard of such expensive wine.
Looking at the empty glass in front of him that he had accidentally drunk from, he felt both sorry for him and comforted him, "I also drank some alcohol, it's okay, I agreed to pay the bill, thank you for bandaging me up."
The game was a complete waste.
Lin Yao calculated his remaining balance, realizing that robbing him of his money was worse than taking his life.
Xie Xingchen winked at his brother: "I seem to remember I have a discount coupon, brother, could you go check it for me? Member number 0120."
They never came to spend any money, yet they made it up as if it were a serious story.
Xie Yunhuai nodded.
This wasn't the first time the two brothers had teamed up; they had fooled the old man countless times since they were children, so they were quite adept at it.
After Xie Yunhuai paid the bill and came back, he said, "Xingchen's coupons have been redeemed for 11,000 yuan. You can pay the rest."
Lin Yao handed over the card, feeling much more at ease.
He didn't feel so guilty about eating Xie Xingchen's money; the young master had plenty.
"Let's go, it's almost time for the dorms to close." Xie Xingchen got up, picked up his soiled coat, and followed behind.
The group said goodbye at the restaurant entrance. Lin Yao had to go back to his dormitory and could only hitch a ride along the way, but his expression was particularly cold. Sitting in the passenger seat, he looked at Xie, who did not drink a drop of alcohol, as if he had called a designated driver.
"Are you dizzy?" Xie Xingchen asked him as he reversed the car.
Lin Yao doesn't blush easily when he drinks, and he has good manners when drunk, but his voice became much softer than usual: "Just a little bit."
"How much is 'a little bit'?"
Lin Yao didn't speak, but simply extended his left hand, bending his index finger and thumb together and then separating them: "Just this little bit."
With such a cool and aloof face, yet making childish gestures, Xie Xingchen was simply melted by her cuteness.
Nobody told him that the cool guy was so soft when he was drunk.
He stared at the streetlights ahead, then suddenly remembered something serious: "You know my pheromones are agave, right? Do I get dizzy when I mark you?"
Lin Yao stared at him blankly for several seconds, then was stumped by the question.
Several seconds later, he said, "When you bit me, you were breathing very fast, and your hands and feet went numb, like you were drunk."
Xie Xingchen's lips curled up, and his tone turned wicked: "So if I release a little more pheromones next time, will you let me do whatever I want with you?"
Lin Yao nodded, very seriously: "It should be."
Completely unaware that this statement is tantamount to lambs to the slaughter, leaving them at the mercy of others, it is itself a highly suggestive invitation.
Xie Xingchen's gaze slowly swept across his face: moist eyes, rosy lips, the mark he had placed on his neck, the man so close, only his pheromones were covered by perfume to conceal them.
Not very pleasant.
Ideally, he should be imbued with his own unique style from head to toe, so that everyone knows he is Xie Xingchen.
"Why are you looking at me like you want to eat me alive?" Lin Yao frowned.
The way the other person looked at him reminded him of the wild wolfhounds he had seen at a camp before.
Tall and imposing, seemingly gentle, they actually eat raw meat, crave fresh blood, and once they grab their prey, they won't let go.
And it seems that I have become the prey he has been targeting.
His innate vigilance made him somewhat uneasy.
Xie Xingchen smiled and praised, "You're still quite sensitive even when you're drunk."
Lin Yao snorted, turned his head, and covered his face with his hand.
His hands were quite wide, and his face was narrow; he covered his face completely with one hand, preventing anyone from seeing.
What are you doing?
"Don't look at me!"
As he spoke, he impatiently moved his palm downwards, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.
Xie Xingchen looked at his clumsy little movements and exclaimed, "Yaoyao, so cute."
"I've told you so many times! Don't call me Yao Yao!!!"
The cat, baring its teeth and bristling its fur, looks so cute; I want to pet it.
At the red light, Xie Xingchen stepped on the brakes and pulled the person from the passenger seat to his side.
Their eyes met, and Lin Yao became even more wary. Because he was covering his mouth, his words became slurred: "No, look at me."
There are 57 seconds left on the red light countdown.
Xie Xingchen ruffled his messy hair, then moved his hand down and pinched the back of his neck to prevent him from escaping.
"Can we kiss if we don't look?"
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