Chapter 558 "Am I very drunk?"
Liang Zhouheng sat by the bed and watched Song Cun slowly fall asleep.
When she fell asleep, he walked out of the bedroom and lay down on the sofa in the living room.
The familiar aroma of milk once again filled his nose. Liang Zhouheng lay on the sofa, feeling like he was dreaming.
It was as if they had returned to the past, and the separation during this period seemed to have never happened.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time. Even though the sofa was uncomfortable, he fell asleep quickly and slept very soundly.
So much so that in the middle of the night, when the lights in the living room suddenly came on, he was completely unaware.
"Brother Liang"
"Brother Liang"
When the familiar voice reached his ears, Liang Zhouheng turned over and sat up from the sofa.
Song Cun woke up thirsty in the middle of the night. Enduring a severe headache, he got out of bed and went to the living room to get some water.
She turned on the light in the living room and poured herself a glass of water in a daze. Just after taking two sips, her pupils narrowed and the figure of the man on the sofa suddenly came into her sight. She swayed and the cup in her hand almost fell to the ground.
When she saw the familiar face clearly, her heart almost jumped out.
In the middle of the night, the two looked at each other in silence for a full ten seconds. Liang Zhouheng cleared his throat and said, "Woke up from thirst?"
Song Cun nodded, put the tightly held cup of water back on the table, slowly turned his head, his mind full of questions, not knowing which one to ask.
Her most recent memory still remains at the wine table. In the box, he suddenly pushed the door open and said something that made her ears burn. Later, she drank some wine and only remembered that the wine was very spicy. She forgot everything afterwards.
But looking at the current situation, we can roughly guess that he should have sent her back.
But how did he know her house? Could she give him directions when she was drunk?
Just send him back, why didn’t he leave?
Seeing her frown, Liang Zhouheng was afraid that she would overthink and have a headache, so he took the initiative to confess: "You drank too much. I sent you back. Have you forgotten everything?"
He stood up and walked towards her, reaching out to touch her arms. Song Cun was stunned for a moment, and dodged by moving his arms back.
Liang Zhouheng sighed, it was just as he expected.
Her expression changed now that she was sober. The Song Cun who had hooked his arms around her neck and wouldn't let go was just a flash in the pan.
Her face was tense and her voice was even colder. "Thank you for bringing me back. I'm fine now. You can go home and rest."
Liang Zhouheng stood there, staring at her face motionlessly, as if trying to find something from her cold face.
Song Cun couldn't stand his piercing gaze. His eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he shouted to drive him away again: "Thank you very much for sending me back. I don't have an extra bed here, and the sofa is not comfortable to sleep on. Besides, I'm fine now."
He suddenly said, "So, now we're going to cross the river and destroy the bridge?"
Song Cun was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to deny it but his mouth was too dumb.
He raised his foot and took a step forward towards her, saying, "Before today, I didn't know that you look two different when you're drunk and when you're sober. You're even cuter when you're drunk."
Song Cun endured the pain and did not hide. He racked his brains to recall clues, but his mind was blank and his chest seemed to be hollowed out. He was very tired and his eyes were dry.
She didn't know what she looked like when she was drunk, and had never been seriously drunk before.
Somewhat nervously, she whispered, "Am I very drunk?"
He still stared at her with that look, a half-smile, as if wrapped in a bit of mystery. He lowered his head slightly, leaned closer and said, "How do you determine whether it's powerful or not? Does it count if you actively ask for a hug and forcefully kiss me?"
Song Cun's pupils dilated.
Liang Zhouheng's gaze shifted to her open lips, and his voice became a little hoarse again. "She took the initiative to unbutton her clothes, hooked her arm around my neck and said she wanted me?"
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