Chapter 130 Trying to snatch someone right in front of them, isn't that a provocation?
She called them Madam Song, not Auntie. Could it be that she didn't know these two were Song Yanzhi's parents? Shen Yan wondered silently.
"Of course not." Madam Song had been trying to hide her relationship with her son, but now it seemed she couldn't hide it anymore, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to help him in the future.
Nanxia took the wine bottle and a new stemmed glass. Because she had drunk too much, she had inadvertently poured more than half a glass, and wobbled as she handed it to him.
"You're so late, you have to drink three cups as punishment."
Seeing her being so intimate with him in front of the Song family, Shen Yan became even more certain of his suspicions. He picked up his wine glass and deliberately smiled, saying:
"You're so good to me, pouring me so much?"
"Who told you to come so late? Hurry up and drink it." She urged, holding the bottle in her hand.
Shen Yan could only drink most of a glass of red wine. When Nan Xia poured him a second glass, he couldn't control himself and poured the whole bottle down, causing the red wine to overflow the glass and soaking his pants!
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't see it clearly..."
She quickly grabbed a few tissues and started wiping his thighs haphazardly, but because he was so drunk, she didn't even see where they were wet.
"You wiped the wrong place..." How much did she drink? Shen Yan said with a helpless smile, put down the glass in his hand, and moved her hand up a little.
The wet areas were already on top.
Song Yanzhi looked at them, his handsome face unconsciously darkening, and the veins on the back of his hand throbbed.
Even Mrs. Song and her husband found the scene too jarring. In their dictionary, whether they wanted something or not was one thing, but having it taken away by someone else was another.
To snatch someone right in front of them, isn't that blatant provocation?
Madam Song stood up, bent down, gracefully took the tissue from Nan Xia's hand, and said with a nonchalant smile, "You've had too much to drink, let me help him wipe it off..."
As soon as she said that, everyone in the private room turned their attention to her. Song Jinchen stared at the Shen family boy with a deep look. Did he dare to let his wife try wiping him?
How could Shen Yan dare to let Madam Song wipe him? He immediately covered the wet area with one hand, his face stiffening: "I dare not trouble Madam Song, I can wipe it myself."
"Are you sure you don't need to?" Madam Song asked, looking at him.
"Really, you don't need to," he said.
Nan Xia suddenly leaned closer to him, her mind still foggy, and said incoherently, "Madam Song is kindly helping you wipe it, wouldn't it be offending if you refused?"
Shen Yan stared at her, his face darkening. Had he offended someone by having Madam Song clean up his face? He was afraid he'd leave this private room with a bruised and swollen face!
"Let me take you home, you've had too much to drink," he said.
"I'm still perfectly sober, I haven't had too much to drink. Besides, you haven't even finished your three glasses yet," she said, pouting.
"Then I'll finish these three glasses and we'll leave," Shen Yan said, taking the full glass of red wine she had just poured and drinking it down in one sip.
Nanxia took the wine bottle again and carefully poured it for him this time, but Madam Song, who had just sat down, accidentally bumped it with her arm and another bottle was poured down!
Another full cup overflowed and spilled onto his pants!
Shen Yan only felt like he was swimming inside; he was very wet and uncomfortable. He didn't realize that it was Madam Song who had rubbed against him. He looked at Nan Xia with a helpless smile:
You have to pay me back with two pairs of pants.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll definitely make it up to you tomorrow..."
Nanxia, swaying unsteadily, tore off a few more tissues, ready to wipe him, when Madam Song took the tissues from her hand and smiled elegantly, saying:
"I'll wipe it for him."
Shen Yan glanced at Chairman Song's embarrassed expression and immediately stood up, saying, "No need, I can take care of it myself in the restroom."
After saying that, he left the private room.
Song Yanzhi immediately stood up and pulled the woman up: "Come on, I'll take you back."
"I don't need you to take me, let go..." Nanxia tried to shake his hand from behind, but he still pulled her out.
"That young man from the Shen family is quite aggressive," Madam Song said, raising an eyebrow as she took a sip of her wine.
"Does Nanxia like him? Why are they so close?" Song Jinchen asked coldly, displeased.
"It doesn't matter who she likes, anyway, your son will never marry another woman in his life. If you don't want the Song family line to end, you'd better find a way to marry her into the family," Madam Song said helplessly.
She had already tested her son several times, and now she could only try to help them be together.
Song Jinchen glanced at his wife, frowned, and remained silent.
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Song Yanzhi carried her, who had fallen asleep, back to his home. She vomited once in the car, getting all over him.
As soon as the door opened, Zhizhi excitedly darted out, jumping around him and trying to pounce on the sleeping mistress in his arms, but he shooed her away.
"Okay, listen to me, I'll take you out to play tomorrow. She can't be with you right now."
Zhizhi couldn't help but follow them all the way to the bathroom. Song Yanzhi threw the woman into the bathtub and stripped off her dirty clothes.
He threw it directly into the trash can, turned on the hot water in the bathtub, took off his clothes, and went to the shower.
After he finished washing, he wrapped a white towel around his waist, walked to the bathtub, turned off the water, took a towel, and gently washed her.
Nanxia felt warm all over, and a little itchy and tingly, and she couldn't help but hum a few times.
Song Yanzhi was helping her wash, which already tested her patience, and she still complained?
He unconsciously furrowed his brow. "You'd better not seduce me..."
"If you yell again, don't blame me for 'disciplining' you..."
He quickly washed her, filled the bathtub with water, dried her with a towel, picked her up, and hesitated for a moment before walking out.
He deliberately placed her on the bed in the master bedroom and deliberately didn't dress her.
That night, the two lay in the same bed. Song Yanzhi held her in his arms, suppressing his impulse and not wanting to do it with her when she was completely unconscious.
He liked her when she was sober.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed. Outside the door, Zhizhi sat squatting by the door, scratching at it incessantly and whimpering.
Song Yanzhi, who was woken up first, frowned and was about to get up to get food for the dog when he suddenly saw the woman in his arms stretch and twist her body.
Song Yanzhi glanced down at her, then immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Nan Xia was also woken up by the dog. She slowly opened her eyes, her mind still a little foggy. She touched her smooth, well-defined abs with one hand, and then her vision cleared.
Looking at the man in front of him, and then pulling back the covers to see their naked bodies, his face darkened instantly, and he slapped him:
"Slap! Song Yanzhi!"
The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at her with a deep gaze, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You actually took advantage of me while I was drunk?" Nan Xia was furious. She sat up, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at him, but he grabbed it and threw it at the foot of the bed, lying coldly and seriously:
"Last night you insisted on climbing into my bed, and even on top of me. I was the one who got taken advantage of. Have you forgotten everything?"
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