Zhou Ping had never drunk alcohol before; he only managed to drink this much at the table through sheer willpower.
Now that he's outside, the wind is making him feel dizzy, and all his weight is pressing down on Shang Yan.
"Shang Yan..." His voice was weak because he had drunk too much, and his face was still flushed.
After burying his face in Shang Yan's neck, Zhou Ping rubbed against him again and again in a daze.
When Shang Yan turned his head, he realized that there was a smile on his lips the whole time.
If I had to use one adjective, it would be "blissfully dizzy."
On a whim, Shang Yan blurted out, "Dating a shark, being a happy man, are you happy now?"
"Mmm... happiness!" Zhou Ping nodded repeatedly in response, even though he was very dizzy.
Under the streetlights, the dim yellow light shone on the newly paved road. Shang Yan turned his head and glanced at Zhou Ping, who was quietly resting on his shoulder. Zhou Ping's long eyelashes trembled and brushed against Shang Yan's neck, bringing a slight tickle.
Her burning face pressed against Shang Yan's warm neck, making him groan softly. He couldn't help but stop and just quietly look at the profile illuminated by the soft light.
His gaze lingered on the corners of those eyes, which were tinged with a peach-pink hue, for a moment. Shang Yan licked his slightly dry lips and silently turned his head to the side.
"Wife...look carefully," he murmured softly, somewhat flustered, as he helped Zhou Ping walk forward silently.
Why does this road seem so long today? When will we finally get to the local cuisine restaurant?
"Shang Yan, you can't call me wife," Zhou Ping said seriously, still a little dizzy. "Calling me husband is the right thing to do."
I've told you so many times, but Shangyan always gets it wrong.
He emphasized again, somewhat displeased, "You can't call it wrong again."
"I know, wife," Shang Yan replied subconsciously.
The next second, his head was grabbed and a hot kiss, carrying a hint of alcohol, was pressed against him.
Shang Yan had never drunk alcohol before. He was stunned for a moment when he smelled the alcohol, and unconsciously opened his mouth and licked it.
This was like igniting a flame. The other person, somewhat dazed, seemed to have found sweet rain. He held Shang Yan's head even tighter with his palm, licking it with a hint of probing, and their lips met.
Shang Yan's mind went completely blank.
【019, look at him, look at him, why is he sticking his tongue out while kissing?】
He's going to eat me! Help!
Even when the two of them kissed before, it was just a simple touch; they had never kissed like this before.
019 had never seen it before; it just reads a lot of e-books and has almost zero practical experience. It was extremely anxious when it saw Shang Yan asking for help.
This really worried 019.
When it came out of the system space, it saw Shang Yan being kissed, his eyes as red as if they had been rubbed with cinnabar, and there were some tears in them.
019, [Ahhhhh? How can you be so shameless, kissing in front of me?]
019 screamed and ran away.
Ten minutes later, Shang Yan fainted from being kissed because he couldn't breathe properly.
Now both he and Zhou Ping stood under the streetlights, feeling dizzy, but Zhou Ping seemed to be in slightly better shape than him.
"I'm not seeing you off anymore, you can eat me..." Shang Yan took a deep breath. He couldn't see Zhou Ping off any longer. The road was still so long, and Zhou Ping was so drunk, yet he could still act like this!
"Shangyan, I feel so dizzy." Zhou Ping was indeed a little dizzy. His face was flushed even more than before, and it was hard to tell whether it was from being drunk or something else.
Shang Yan has recovered now, and he resignedly helped Zhou Ping walk forward.
"Then you can't kiss me like that anymore!" he threatened fiercely, "or I won't be friends with you anymore!"
"Hmm... whatever you say." Anyway, it's the same to kiss tomorrow. Zhou Ping couldn't help but chuckle softly as he thought this.
Shang Yan gave him a strange look, and finally delivered the person to the local restaurant twenty minutes later.
My third uncle's expression was a little strange, but also unusually enthusiastic.
Seeing that Zhou Ping had drunk so much and had to be carried back by Shang Yan, he coughed lightly, "Xiao Yan."
"Huh?" Shang Yan turned and looked at Zhou Ping with a puzzled expression after putting him on the bed.
"Zhou Ping also told me about your relationship. Will you be living here or going to your home?" Third Uncle looked at the young man in front of him, and he was still a little unaccustomed to the fact that Shang Yanzhen and Zhou Ping had become a couple.
He even rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat helpless.
I had thought that Zhou Ping might come to his senses years later and bring a girl back, or that an enthusiastic girl might come knocking on his door, but I never expected... I never expected that a girl would come, but a young man would.
Today, Zhou Ping even took some things to Shang Yan's house, so it seems like the deal is done.
"Third Uncle, let's talk about it after graduation..." Shang Yan was a little at a loss and confused when asked this question. How did it come to the question of where to live?
"Oh, okay..." Third Uncle nodded repeatedly. That's true. These two are still a bit young. They should wait a few years before getting married.
Shang Yan said goodbye to his third uncle and left, adding with a smile before he left, "Third Uncle, Zhou Ping came to my house today, I'll come here tomorrow."
"Hmm? Okay, okay, your third uncle has prepared a meal for you."
Third Uncle waved and watched Shang Yan leave.
On his way home, Shang Yan touched his slightly swollen lips. Recalling the scene under the streetlights, his ears immediately turned bright red. He covered his face and ran home.
The next day, Shang Yan got up early and sent a message to Zhou Ping on his phone.
Don't treat me like a human being: Are you awake?
My taciturn wife: Hmm.
Don't treat me like a human being: Then wait for me, I'll pack my things and come to your house!
My taciturn wife: Okay, I'll be waiting for you.
On the other end, Zhou Ping woke up with a headache after a night of drinking. He shook his head slightly and it took him a while to recover.
Memories of being taken home after a hangover last night slowly surfaced, and he reached out to cover his slightly flushed face.
"Hmm... what did I do yesterday?"
At noon, Shang Yan was dressed formally, carrying large and small bags of gifts, and sat in his father's car.
"Dad, you don't need to come with me, right..." Shang Yan nervously gripped the string of the gift box.
Shang Chen's head was also a little sore from the hangover, but he still insisted, "No, I have to go and see."
His son was too dull, so he wanted to go along to see him and discuss where the two children would live in the future.
Shang Yan's heart was pounding with nervousness. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the local cuisine restaurant, he got out of the car and ran inside carrying his bags.
"Third Uncle, Zhou Ping?"
After he called out, his third uncle came out of the kitchen, followed closely by Zhou Ping.
"You're here pretty early, kid."
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