They both stared at each other, neither willing to give in.
Poor Vodka was caught in the middle of the two men's hands, secretly struggling, and never leaning to either side even slightly.
The sound of the induction cooker lid rattling came from the kitchen.
Your noodles are going to burn.
"Hurry up, but the bottom of the pot is going to burn."
Shen Yulou raised an eyebrow and pushed the vodka forward using the force of Chi Yuan's retreat.
Chi Yuan shrugged indifferently, deftly twirled the vodka bottle in his hand, and placed it back on the table.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to kiss Shen Yulou and his wife.
The two of them brought out the bowl of tomato and egg noodles and ate absentmindedly, facing each other.
Shen Yulou picked at her slippers with her toes.
My hands unconsciously tightened their grip on the chopsticks.
When things get awkward, you always want to find something to do. Right now, Shen Yulou really wants to hug and pinch his baby.
Chi Yuan was the first to speak, breaking the silence.
"Do you usually do it before showering, or after showering?"
"Hmm, uh, well... this..."
The young man with slightly tousled hair had a wandering gaze, clearly not expecting Chi Yuan to say something so surprising.
He hesitated, chopsticks in his mouth, for a while before picking up an egg and eating it.
"I prefer to shower after I've finished."
Upon hearing Shen Yulou's reply, Chi Yuan nodded thoughtfully, then picked up the vodka that Shen Yulou had placed on the edge of the table.
"Do you want to drink it now...?"
Before Shen Meiren could finish speaking, she watched as Chi Yuan placed the bottle neck between his thumb and forefinger, with his middle finger gently pressing against the side of the bottle.
With his other hand, he quickly drew a delicate knife from his waist, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the knife skillfully moved along the edge of the metal seal at the neck of the bottle.
With a series of soft, crisp "click-click" sounds, the cap is flicked off when the thumb is pressed against the bottle opening and a little force is applied.
"Give me a drink?"
Shen Yulou looked at the vodka that Chi Yuan had placed in front of him and pointed at himself in disbelief.
"Let's drink together, take turns, and see who gets drunk first."
"The first person to get drunk has complete control over the other person tonight."
Chi Yuan placed his hands on his chin, and as he spoke, he turned his head to the side and curled his lips, as if he were saying something joking.
His inner schemes were also open and honest, without any concealment, which made him seem like a very upright and virtuous person.
"How much can you drink? What if you can really hold your liquor?"
Shen Yulou ate until he was half full, then put down his chopsticks. He smelled the wine wafting from the bottle next to him and felt his throat begin to burn.
"Then I can definitely drink more than you."
"But you brought this wine, so it means you wanted to drink it with me."
"Isn't it too late to talk about who can drink more now?"
He continued to reach out and push the wine bottle in front of Shen Yulou closer.
Chi Yuan's idea was simple: since you took the initiative, you should follow my lead.
"And who was the first to say they wanted to sleep with me tonight?"
He smiled and curved his eyes into crescents, carefully observing Shen Yulou's reaction.
Shen Meiren rolled her eyes twice, brushed her tongue against her back teeth, and said in a strong voice the answer Chi Yuan wanted.
"Let's drink! Who's afraid of who?"
After saying that, he picked up the bottle without thinking and chug it down. The spicy liquor carried countless fine silver needles that pricked his mouth.
In the darkness, Shen Yulou heard a deep, magnetic laugh, and then his neck was grabbed and Chi Yuan's lips were on his.
The tongue pried open Shen Yulou's teeth, sweeping the wine in his mouth like a storm, the spiciness raging wildly in both of their mouths.
The excess vodka, as their tongues intertwined, slowly dripped from Shen Meiren's lips, wetting the white down on Shen Yulou's sweater.
Two hands reached inside Chi Yuan's clothes, and her waist was wrapped by two strong hands, lifting her up and placing her on the table.
"It's my turn."
Shen Meiren slightly opened her mouth, her eyebrows slightly flushed, showing a lingering, unsatisfied expression.
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