It was two hours later when Nanzhi returned to the Jiang residence.
Jiang Qingyan was still waiting for her at the door.
She ran over and touched his hands; they were cold.
She frowned, her tone somewhat fierce: "Jiang Qingyan, didn't I tell you not to wait for me at the door?"
Jiang Qingyan lowered his eyelids, looking pitiful: "I'm afraid you'll be scared."
Nan Zhi was slightly taken aback. She raised her hand and rubbed his head: "There are bodyguards at the door and streetlights. I won't be afraid. You don't need to wait for me anymore."
Jiang Qingyan looked up at her, his thin lips slightly pursed: "Zhizhi, don't you like me waiting for you?"
"Yes, I really don't like it." Nanzhi deliberately avoided looking at his aggrieved eyes.
It's not that she doesn't like him being nice to her.
But the night wind is so cold, what if he freezes to death?
Jiang Qingyan's eyelids drooped completely. He remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Alright, since Zhizhi doesn't like it, I won't wait any longer."
Nanzhi was satisfied and pushed him inside.
We arrived at the living room.
Jiang Qingyan asked Aunt Li to prepare honey water for her.
"Zhizhi, I can smell that you've been drinking. Honey water can help with hangovers."
He solicitously brought her the honey water.
Nan Zhi didn't take the honey water. She looked at Jiang Qingyan, and seeing his eyes full of doting and flattery, she suddenly realized that she might have been a little harsh just now.
She softened her voice: "I'm sorry, Jiang Qingyan, my tone wasn't very good just now. I didn't mean to be mean to you, I just didn't want you to catch a cold."
This was the first time Jiang Qingyan had heard her apologize.
He looked a little stunned, as if he didn't know what to do.
She ruffled his hair and said, "Jiang Qingyan, I won't be mean to you anymore."
Upon hearing her words, Jiang Qingyan panicked.
He carefully tugged at Nanzhi's sleeve: "Zhizhi, did I do something wrong?"
Nanzhi couldn't help but laugh when she saw his expression.
"Jiang Qingyan, do you just like it when I yell at you?"
Jiang Qingyan didn't say anything, he just stared at her longingly.
Tsk.
That man is really something, seducing people every day.
She took the honey water and drank it all.
"Is this okay now?"
Jiang Qingyan's lips curled up slightly, clearly indicating that his mood had improved.
For the rest of the time, Nanzhi sat on the sofa and told him about Xiao Kai.
“I paid him to annoy you on purpose, and I had nothing to do with him, but he’s now clinging to me.”
"It's one thing for him to come to the film set to ask me to act with him, but tonight at the wrap party he even tried to persuade me to divorce you, so I tricked him into going to the hotel."
Nanzhi covered her mouth and chuckled.
Just then, the phone rang.
“It’s Xiao Kai.” Nan Zhi looked at Jiang Qingyan. “Why don’t you answer it for me?”
"Okay." Jiang Qingyan took the phone.
Xiao Kai woke up with a start and realized that Nan Zhi hadn't arrived yet, so he started to panic.
"Nanzhi, why aren't you here yet?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a deep, steady male voice said, "She's asleep."
Xiao Kai frowned, immediately suspecting he had dialed the wrong number. He moved his phone away and glanced at the screen; he hadn't dialed the wrong number.
He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you, and why are you holding her phone?"
“I’m her husband. If you have something to say, tell me.”
Xiao Kai was stunned and speechless for a long time.
By the time he wanted to speak, the other person had already hung up.
Xiao Kai stared blankly at the phone after it was hung up.
"Grass!"
What happened?
After hanging up the phone, Nanzhi clutched her stomach and laughed for a long time.
"Jiang Qingyan, you're quite the smooth talker." She chuckled and suddenly leaned closer, putting an arm around his shoulder and hugging him like a close friend. "I fell asleep? I didn't fall asleep, did I?"
She was so close that her softness brushed against his shoulder almost imperceptibly, causing Jiang Qingyan's face to flush slightly.
"Jiang Qingyan, you look so handsome when you blush."
Nanzhi actually drank quite a bit tonight.
After calming down, the effects of the alcohol became more pronounced, and even drinking honey water didn't help much.
She placed her hand on Jiang Qingyan's face.
His eyes looked slightly unfocused.
"Jiang Qingyan, I love seeing you get emotional."
Just thinking about his reddened eyes and disordered breathing made her love him.
She touched his face and, without thinking, leaned closer.
Jiang Qingyan watched her approach him. He could have easily pushed her away, but he didn't flinch and just stood there.
Like a hunter lurking in the shadows.
They are extremely patient, waiting for their prey to voluntarily offer itself up little by little.
Nanzhi leaned against his shoulder, her wet eyes reflecting only his image.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly.
The two gradually closed the distance between them.
He was so close that he could smell her faint fragrance and the scent of wine.
Jiang Qingyan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his eyes fixed intently on her.
He was waiting.
But suddenly the girl's eyes cleared, and she turned away and went to the bathroom.
Jiang Qingyan pursed his lips.
He watched her retreating figure, his expression slightly silent.
Nanzhi washed her face in the bathroom and felt much more rational.
She patted her face, feeling like a jerk for taking advantage of her drunkenness to bully others.
She was extremely thirsty. After leaving the bathroom, she was about to get some water when Jiang Qingyan said to her, "Zhizhi, do you want some water? There's some here, I've already poured it."
Nanzhi walked towards him, as if nothing had happened, showing no embarrassment whatsoever.
"Jiang Qingyan, you are such a thoughtful little angel."
There were two cups on the table. Nanzhi subconsciously picked up the first cup and took a few big gulps. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.
She lowered the cup and looked at the clear liquid inside: "Is this water?"
Jiang Qingyan said somewhat apologetically, "Zhizhi, that's baijiu (Chinese liquor). I wanted to remind you, but I didn't expect you to be so quick..."
Nanzhi drank four or five mouthfuls of baijiu, and her mouth was burning badly.
She quickly picked up another glass of water and drank several mouthfuls, but while she managed to suppress the spiciness, she couldn't suppress the effects of the alcohol at all.
The alcohol content of baijiu is significantly higher.
Her face turned bright red, and she shook her head, feeling dizzy.
"Jiang Qingyan, why is the ceiling spinning?"
Jiang Qingyan took her hand and said, "Zhizhi, you're drunk. I'll take you back to your room to rest."
Nan Zhi followed Jiang Qingyan into the bedroom in a daze.
She sat on the edge of the bed, half-closing her eyes as she took off her clothes.
When she tried to undo her underwear, she fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't.
She stomped her foot angrily, "This is so annoying, why can't I untie it?"
Suddenly, a large hand covered my back.
"Zhizhi, I'll help you."
The large hand was a little cold, and the moment it touched her skin, Nanzhi's scalp went numb.
"Jiang Qingyan, you..."
She glanced at the man beside her and raised her hand as if to refuse.
But the man easily unfastened the hidden clasp.
He held her little strawberry-shaped bra in his hand, looking at her seriously: "Zhizhi, where should we put this?"
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