The little hands moved restlessly all over his body.
Chu Xing stiffened and forcefully pulled her away, but she soon pounced on him again, hugging him tightly, her head nestled in the crook of his neck, her warm breath spraying onto his neck, making his heart itch.
He pulled her away again, but the woman still pressed herself against him.
After several attempts, Chu Xing finally couldn't take it anymore. Did she even realize how dangerous her behavior was?
Chu Xing took countless cold showers that night, and only closed his eyes when the sky began to lighten.
Song Mai slept very well. The thing she had been worried about for a long time was finally resolved. She also drank quite a bit of wine and felt like she was sleeping until the world went dark.
She didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky.
But as she turned over, she met a pair of somewhat mournful eyes.
The man looked somewhat tired, with dark circles under his eyes.
Song Mai was startled by his appearance:
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well?"
She remembers lying in bed, then losing consciousness, and she can't remember anything after that.
Because she had been drinking, she was unsure whether she was asleep or had lost consciousness due to intoxication.
Looking at her carefree appearance, Chu Xing's eyes became even more resentful.
"Isn't it all because of you?"
Song Mai looked puzzled. She didn't remember doing *that* with him, did she?
Could it be that I did something after I lost my memory?
Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Although she has no memory of it, she is probably certain that she is asleep.
Could it be... that it's not actually what she thought?
"This... shouldn't have anything to do with me..."
She spoke tentatively.
The man propped his head up with one hand, the blanket slipping off his shoulder to reveal his muscular chest.
"You're denying it before you've even pulled up your pants?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
However, as soon as she said that, she suddenly realized something. She stiffly lifted the blanket and saw that she was not only not wearing pants, but also not wearing a shirt.
Song Mai's face flushed red instantly, and she pulled the blanket over herself completely.
"You pervert!"
"I'm a hooligan? You don't even remember what happened last night?"
The man glanced at her.
Song Mai shook his head like a rattle drum.
"I have absolutely no recollection of it."
Getting drunk isn't scary; what's scary is having someone reminisce about you while you're drunk.
Anyway, she was determined not to admit it.
She felt incredibly ashamed whenever she thought about what happened last night.
Chu Xing's lips slowly curled up, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"You don't remember our intimacy last night?"
Song Mai clenched the blanket tightly, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at the man.
lingering, tender...
She uttered those two words silently, as if struck by lightning.
So she really did have sex with him last night...
The man blinked, looking somewhat aggrieved.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been up so late and still can't get out of bed now."
Song Mai blushed so much that her ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.
Shouldn't he listen to what he's saying?
She quickly tried to reassure herself.
[Oh well, what's done is done... Anyway, I wasn't going to refuse in the first place. It's just that I'm missing out on the memory and the experience. But it's better not to remember something so embarrassing than to remember it.]
She was incredibly shy, but she didn't hold back with her words.
A small head peeked out from under the covers.
"That just means you're not very good. You're already like this after just one night. I've heard that men's sexual lifespan is very short, and it turns out it's true."
Upon hearing this, the man's face immediately darkened.
"Then I'll show you just how short my flowering period really is."
With a swift movement of his long arm, he effortlessly scooped the woman into his arms.
Their skin touched, and the man's kiss landed on their lips the next second.
Song Mai was dizzy from the kiss and wanted to push him away, but she had no strength.
Just as the man was about to make his next move, Song Mai suddenly pulled back the covers, covering Chu Xing. Without even putting on her shoes, Song Mai took the opportunity to escape from the bed.
She dashed into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror, her whole body glowing with a rosy blush. Her clear, bright eyes were filled with a girlish shyness, and she almost couldn't recognize herself in the mirror.
Chu Xing smiled helplessly. He had only intended to scare her, but instead, he had scared her away.
Song Mai took a shower, then pulled a bathrobe hanging nearby and put it on before carefully opening the door.
The bedroom was empty; Chu Xing was no longer in bed.
She dried her hair and changed into loose, comfortable clothes, immediately feeling much lighter, though her head still ached a little from drinking.
With her stomach rumbling, Song Mai went downstairs to make breakfast.
When she got to the dining table, she found that Chu Xing had already prepared breakfast. Chu Xing put the last fried egg on the table, and when he saw Song Mai coming over, he silently pushed a bowl of soup toward her.
"I drank it."
"This is?"
Song Mai picked it up and smelled it. The smell wasn't very good, and she couldn't help but frown.
"Hangover soup. I drank so much last night, I couldn't stop you, no wonder your head hurts."
The hangover soup was still hot, and the warmth radiated from the bowl, making her palms feel warm all the way to her heart.
She never complained of a headache, yet he noticed and quietly took care of everything.
Where can you find a man like that?
She took a small sip of water; it didn't taste very good, but the sentiment mattered more than anything. She tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then wiped her mouth and showed the empty bowl to the man as if to show off her accomplishment.
"Look, I've finished it all."
Chu Xing snorted coldly: "Let's eat. You're not allowed to drink alcohol while I'm away."
Song Mai isn't a big drinker; he only drinks a little when he's really happy or sad, and the rest of the time he has to drink when he's having dinner with clients.
She can normally not drink at all, but she can't if she's having dinner with clients.
"I'm afraid that won't work. In this line of work, you often have to dine with clients."
She's a translator, so she has no reason not to go out to dinner with her clients.
Moreover, without her as a translator, it would be impossible to communicate at the dinner party.
Chu Xing also realized that his request was somewhat unreasonable, and that his identity in front of her was not that of the president of Yunxing Group, so he could not have the right to allow her to attend social events without drinking. However, he secretly did not want others to see her drunk.
Even now, when he recalls Song Mai's appearance last night, he still can't help but feel moved by her.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Drink less, and make sure you are safe before drinking. Don't drink anything that is out of your sight."
Chu Xing spoke seriously, he simply could not bear to experience another scheme like Zheng Yao's before.
Moreover, he cannot guarantee that he will arrive on time.
"Okay, I understand."
Song Mai didn't go out all day Saturday, and Chu Xing also stayed at home, which was unusual for him.
Lin Ran was about to come over to talk to her, but when she heard that Chu Xing was also at home, she immediately said she wouldn't come.
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