Song Xici was somewhat disappointed: "Don't you remember I went to pick you up? You didn't cause me any trouble."
Mu Wenxi: "I have a bit of a memory lapse."
Song Xici: "Drink less next time. If you really have to drink, remember to message me and I'll come pick you up."
Mu Wenxi kissed the corner of his mouth, left a "Okay" and then closed the door and rushed to the company. Song Xici shook his head helplessly.
When the company leader saw her, he praised her, saying, "Xiao Mu, you can hold your liquor pretty well."
Mu Wenxi could only chuckle awkwardly. When would this damned drinking culture disappear?
I just didn't expect that I would be proven wrong so quickly after telling Xici at home that I wouldn't get drunk.
There was an unavoidable social engagement, so before drinking, Mu Wenxi specifically sent a message to Song Xici, telling him that she wouldn't be home for dinner that night.
Before she knew it, Mu Wenxi had drunk too much again. She thought she had a high alcohol tolerance.
Seeing that it was almost time, Song Xici called Mu Wenxi.
"Has Xixi come out yet?"
"Um".
"You've had too much to drink again?"
"No," a drunk person doesn't realize they're drunk.
He arrived at the restaurant based on the location and saw Mu Wenxi's colleague with her. Seeing the drunk Mu Wenxi, he was a little angry.
When her colleague saw Song Xici approaching, his eyes lit up with gossip: "Hi, are you Wen Xi's boyfriend?"
Song Xici nodded and greeted her, "Mm."
He looked at Mu Wenxi, squatted down, and pinched her cheek: "Why are you drunk again?"
Even when she's angry, she's so gentle.
The female colleague next to me was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to trouble you. It's because I don't drink that Wen Xi helped me out. Besides, our boss was having a good time drinking, so it was really hard to refuse. Please don't blame her."
Song Xici: "No, thank you for taking care of her. If she gets drunk again in the future, please make sure she tells me her address in advance."
Colleague: "Okay, okay, be careful."
Song Xici helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt: "Sister, why are you always drunk?"
Mu Wenxi vaguely heard someone talking to her, and the voice sounded familiar: "I'm not drunk."
Song Xici: "Okay, you're not drunk. Look at this number."
Mu Wenxi: "Two."
Song Xici: "Do you know who I am?"
Mu Wenxi: "Song Xi Ci".
Song Xici: "Sister, do you like me?"
Mu Wenxi nodded: "I like it."
Song Xici: "So how much do you like me?"
Mu Wenxi: "A lot, a lot."
Song Xici finally smiled and drove home: "Do you think you'll remember tomorrow? Or will you have another blackout, you little rascal?"
The next morning, Mu Wenxi got up, tapped his head, felt a slight pain in his forehead, washed his face and went out of his room, only to find that Xi Ci was already making breakfast.
Song Xici brought over a bowl of soup: "Drink some hangover soup."
Mu Wenxi: "Thank you. Did I get drunk again yesterday? My head hurts a bit."
Song Xici could tell from her natural reaction that she didn't remember what happened yesterday.
He bit his lip: "I'll try to drink less next time."
Mu Wenxi noticed the hurt in the other person's tone: "What's wrong?"
Song Xici: "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
Mu Wenxi: "What's wrong?"
Song Xici said with a shy but also somewhat angry expression, "You said you liked me a lot, but you forgot this morning."
Mu Wenxi's eyes widened: "I—I didn't mean to?"
Song Xici looked hurt: "Fine, you can forget about it."
Mu Wenxi felt guilty: "I'm sorry, should I say it again?"
Song Xici shook his head: "It's okay, forget it."
Mu Wenxi walked over and hugged his waist: "Don't be angry, how about I make it up to you? I happen to be off today, want to go see a movie?"
Song Xici hugged her back: "I'm really not angry, what are we going to see?"
Mu Wenxi: "What do you want to see?"
Song Xici took out his phone and found a movie: "How about this one?"
Mu Wenxi didn't look closely: "Okay, I'll buy the tickets. Which seats do you want?"
A sly glint flashed in Song Xici's eyes: "The one after that."
Mu Wenxi quickly bought two tickets: "Okay."
After having breakfast, the two headed to the cinema to watch the morning showing, which would be just in time for lunch.
To compensate Song Xici, she even bought popcorn and drinks.
Once inside the theater, she realized that the seats behind her were couples' seats, separated by partitions, so she couldn't see the couple next to her at all.
Mu Wenxi didn't take it to heart, thinking that as long as the seat was spacious, that was fine.
However, when the lights dimmed and the two of them were pressed tightly together, Mu Wenxi felt a surge of nervousness in his heart.
Why? Why buy a couple's seat? The space is too small. Little did she know that Song Xici was deliberately sitting close to her.
She handed the popcorn in her hand to Song Xici, gesturing for him to eat.
A very soft voice came from beside my ear: "Xixi, can you feed me?"
Mu Wenxi felt her ears were itchy and shrank back to the side, thinking that she wasn't without hands, so why should she feed him herself? But she could only pamper her boyfriend herself.
She grabbed a piece of popcorn and, in the dim light from the movie, offered it to the other person's mouth, only to have them not only bite the popcorn but also lick her finger.
In that instant, she felt an electric current quickly travel from her finger to her whole body. She immediately withdrew her finger, and her palm became a little warm.
Noticing that the other person was somewhat evasive, Song Xici chuckled softly. So cute, how could he be so dazed? He stared intently at the person in his arms, watching their every move.
Mu Wenxi assumed it was an accident and turned back to watch the movie seriously. But as she watched, she realized something was off about the plot; it wasn't supposed to be a pornographic film.
In the darkness, her face flushed red, and she could only try to remain calm. Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran through her ear—Song Xici had bitten her ear! She turned around to warn him, but he found her lips precisely.
It tastes sweet, like popcorn!
Immediately afterwards, a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
In that instant, she could smell the fragrance emanating from him and feel the warmth in his arms. Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Those lips pressed tightly against hers and began to lick, tracing the warmth with their lips. Her breathing became rapid, and her eyes were wide open, but she couldn't see much in the darkness.
His hands seemed to want to merge her into his very bones, and his warm lips began to probe, prying open her small mouth in a few breaths.
Something crawled in.
First came the probing, and once a response was received, it surged forth like a tidal wave, sweeping across every corner.
Something was entwined around them, tightly, inseparable, and after a moment, rapid breathing filled the space between them.
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