"Silly child, why are you being so polite with your older sister?"
Xiaomei leaned close to Su Mingfu's ear, her breath sweet as orchids.
"You're my sister's favorite little brother!"
Su Mingfu's face flushed red to his ears, and his heart pounded.
He could smell the strong perfume on Xiaomei, mixed with her unique feminine scent, which made him dizzy.
The waiter pushed open the door and brought in two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
Upon seeing this, Su Mingfu quickly waved his hand.
"No, no, no, I don't drink! My dad said..."
"Oh, I'll just have a little bit~"
Xiaomei pouted her red lips and looked at Su Mingfu with a wronged expression.
"Sister, it's no fun drinking alone. Besides, you're eighteen now, a grown man. What's wrong with having a little drink?"
As she spoke, she placed a piece of mutton on Su Mingfu's plate, deliberately bending over to open her neckline wide, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
Su Mingfu's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
"Here, have something to eat first to fill your stomach."
Xiaomei's voice was sickeningly sweet.
"This is Donglaishun's signature mutton, you should try it."
Su Mingfu took a careful bite, and the delicious flavor exploded in his mouth.
He couldn't resist picking up another piece, completely forgetting his earlier restraint.
A hint of smugness flashed in Xiaomei's eyes, and she seized the opportunity to pour Su Mingfu a small half-glass of baijiu.
"Just a little bit, just to keep my sister happy~"
"But..."
Su Mingfu looked hesitantly at the glass of clear liquid.
"Hey, what's wrong with a grown man like you, so hesitant and timid?"
Xiaomei pouted, pretending to be angry.
"Your sister invited you to dinner, and you're being so rude?"
Su Mingfu gritted his teeth and finally picked up his wine glass.
"Then... I'll just have a little bit."
The first sip of wine sent a burning sensation from his throat all the way to his stomach, causing Su Mingfu to cough violently.
Xiaomei quickly patted his back and took the opportunity to press her whole body against him.
"Drink slowly, silly child."
Her voice was so gentle it could melt water, and her soft breasts brushed against Su Mingfu's arm almost imperceptibly.
After several rounds of drinks, the dishes on the table hadn't been touched much, but one of the wine bottles was already empty.
Su Mingfu's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and his eyes began to dart around.
Under the influence of alcohol, he became much bolder and no longer avoided Xiaomei's advances.
"Xiaomei...you're so beautiful..."
The boy, with a lisp, spoke his mind.
A glint flashed in Xiaomei's eyes; she knew the time was ripe.
She pretended to be drunk and leaned against Su Mingfu.
"Oh dear, I feel so dizzy..."
Su Mingfu instinctively reached out and caught her, his palm landing squarely on Xiaomei's soft waist.
The two locked eyes, and Xiaomei's eyes seemed to have hooks that stole the boy's soul.
Driven by alcohol and desire, Su Mingfu inexplicably lowered his head and awkwardly kissed Xiaomei's red lips.
In that instant, he felt his blood boil.
Xiaomei pretended to be surprised and widened her eyes, but instead of pushing him away, she slightly parted her lips and guided the awkward kiss.
She quietly wrapped her arms around Su Mingfu's neck, pulling him closer.
"Mingfu...don't do this..."
Xiaomei gently pushed against the boy's chest, feigning reluctance, but her voice was so sweet and seductive it could drip water.
Su Mingfu had completely lost his mind; while kissing her, his hands roamed restlessly over her body.
At that moment, all of his father's warnings were thrown to the winds.
"Sister Xiaomei...I like you..."
The boy whispered in Xiaomei's ear, his breath carrying a strong smell of alcohol.
Xiaomei's lips curled into a barely perceptible sneer, but she quickly replaced it with a shy expression.
"You...you've had too much to drink..."
The wall clock pointed to 7:10. Xiaomei checked the time and knew it was time to proceed to the next step.
She gently pushed away the already drunk Su Mingfu.
"It's getting late, we should head back."
"No...don't go..."
Su Mingfu hugged Xiaomei's waist like a willful child, burying his face in her chest and rubbing against her.
A hint of disgust flashed in Xiaomei's eyes, but she quickly regained her gentle expression.
"Sweetie, come home with your sister, okay?"
She half-carried, half-lifted Su Mingfu out of the private room, while the boy's hands continued to grope her chest.
Xiaomei resisted the urge to slap the door open and hailed a tricycle.
Xiaomei gave the address.
The tricycle moved slowly through the night. Su Mingfu was so drunk that he was swaying from side to side, leaning against Xiaomei.
His hand slipped under Xiaomei's clothes and groped eagerly.
"Stop it..."
Xiaomei pretended to refuse, but deliberately pulled her collar open even wider.
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