Chapter 46. Is that enough?
The Maybach had been parked in the Yeyuan parking lot for ten minutes. Wang Jingzi had already gotten out of the car. The two people in the back seat were quietly looking at each other.
With security personnel all over the place, it would seem rather undignified for Ye Peixiu to walk down like this.
He had no choice but to let her get off his lap first, so he could rest by himself.
The drunk girl hugged her knees and curled up in a seat, blinking at him.
"Do you want me to block it for you?"
She asked.
Ye Peixiu looked at her with a somewhat helpless expression, "How do you block it?"
She spread her arms wide, striking a pose as if she were a bodyguard clearing the way, which made Ye Peixiu laugh. He reached out and flicked her nose.
When he smiled, she smiled too, leaned closer, and said, "Do you know how beautiful you are when you smile?"
Especially when he looked at her with deep eyes and a slight smile, she felt that she was deeply loved and cherished.
Ye Peixiu thought to himself, "Oh, so that's his style. He starts praising people when he's drunk?"
"Anything else? Tell me in detail."
“She looks good even when she’s not smiling,” she said honestly. “She has a lot of presence.”
It's obvious at a glance that he's no ordinary person.
Her bright, sparkling eyes as she focused on saying sweet, soft words to him made Ye Peixiu even more restless.
Staying in the car would be even worse.
As Xia Qingwan was speaking, she felt him get out of the car. Her eyes followed him as he walked around the back of the car to this side, opened the car door, leaned down slightly to look at her inside the car, and said, "Shall I carry you back to your room?"
She stared at him, watching the corners of his black coat fluttering in the spring night breeze.
The security guard on duty in the park kept his eyes straight ahead as he carried her across the road.
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A drunk person cannot take a bath for the time being, so Ye Peixiu put her on the sofa in the living room and went to the west kitchen to get her a bottle of water.
She took the drink and started drinking. Ye Peixiu glanced at his watch, bent down slightly, and said to her, "I'm going to take a shower first. You stay here quietly and don't wander off. Okay?"
She looked up and shook her head.
It was rare to see her act so coquettishly and "play hard to get," and Ye Peixiu found it amusing. He chuckled softly through his nose, a sound full of doting affection.
He sat down next to her, his elbows resting on the back of the sofa, his cheek supported by the back of his hands, and turned sideways to face her, as if he was going to play with her to the end today. "...So, Qingwan, what do you want to do with me?"
"Can I have a kiss first?"
She held up one finger, her voice soft, like a sensible child cautiously making a small wish.
She looked so pitiful yet adorable that a tingling sensation ran through Ye Peixiu's heart. He leaned over and kissed her lips.
He first touched her lightly, then pressed closer, wanting to deepen the kiss, but Xia Qingwan pulled back and smiled shyly with a hint of satisfaction.
He missed his target.
Ye Peixiu said with a helpless smile, "Is that enough?"
Xia Qingwan nodded, and thought for a while with a hazy look in her eyes, and finally remembered, "...Oh right, I have to make you drink."
Why do you still remember this?
Ye Peixiu had no choice but to get up and go to open the wine for himself.
She stood up slowly, steadied herself, and moved cautiously to another sofa in small steps.
Peeking over this sofa, you can see the western-style kitchen.
At the island counter, a tall man stood there, opening a bottle of wine with a corkscrew.
Wearing a white shirt and a gunmetal gray double-breasted peak lapel vest, his hands gripping the neck of the shirt, veins bulging, he exuded a refined and understated sexiness from afar.
Ye Peixiu felt the gaze and looked up.
Xia Qingwan imitated what he had done before, pressed two fingers on her lips, and gave him a kiss. She looked so cute and innocent when she did this that Ye Peixiu smiled.
He shook his head slightly to himself.
That's incredible.
The young girl, after drinking, became very affectionate and charmed him to the point of intoxication.
He poured a thin cup and brought it to the living room, then teased her, "Want to try it?"
She came over and smelled it. It smelled so good.
"You really want to drink?" Ye Peixiu quickly moved the wine glass away a bit. "Hey, hey, I can't drink anymore."
"……All right."
She looked a little disappointed.
It was just a small, playful thing, and in principle, it shouldn't have caused any serious harm. However, seeing her expression like that, Ye Peixiu felt a pang of pain in his heart.
He took a sip, swallowed half of it, leaving some in his mouth, and kissed the back of her head.
The wine was stirred between her lips and tongue and flowed into her mouth. She couldn't swallow it in time, and a little bit flowed down the corners of her lips, wet and charming.
Ye Peixiu gently held her lower lip in his mouth, licking and sucking it, while holding her waist with one hand and pulling her onto his lap.
The baijiu mixed with white wine made Xia Qingwan even more drunk. Her eyes were misty, and her slightly parted lips let out soft breaths. She lay half-reclined in his arms, his body temperature rising noticeably, making her even more confused. She murmured softly, "So hot, so hot."
She reached out to pull at her clothes, but she was only wearing a small tank top. As she haphazardly pulled it up, the tank top flipped up, revealing a section of her fair and soft waist.
Ye Peixiu placed his large hand on her lower back, his palm pressed tightly against her side. She gasped softly, trying to move away, complaining, "Your hand is so hot..."
With such a soft and fragrant person moving around on his legs, Ye Peixiu's breathing became more and more rapid, and he was extremely excited.
The stockings had been taken off in the car, and now her bare legs were rubbing against her body.
Her short skirt was pulled down, but she pushed his hand away, panting, as if in fear, "No, no, it hurts."
At first he thought she was joking. After all, in the past two months, such experiences had only brought him and her a surge of pleasure. In his excitement, he lifted the edge and touched in, feeling the wetness on his hands.
However, she still muttered no. Ye Peixiu calmed down a little and realized that perhaps the pain of the first time was deeply engraved in her mind, so that after being drunk, her memory was confused and she had an illusion.
He stopped, leaned over and took out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, knocked out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, held the cigarette away with his hand, and put his arm across the back of the sofa.
Xia Qingwan curled up on him, closed her eyes, and seemed to be taking a nap.
"Tired?"
He asked with his head down.
She shook her head, and after a few seconds, she said, "You should smoke less."
Ye Peixiu didn't smoke much to begin with, only very occasionally, when the occasion required it, or to calm his mind. He didn't argue, just smiled and said, "Okay."
“You’re too busy with work. You should pay attention to rest and avoid staying up late,” she said seriously, as if she had sobered up. “I see that you have a lot of social interactions, entertaining superiors and subordinates, and you have to plan and manage all kinds of things in the group and the family. It’s very mentally taxing. Although you take a lot of supplements, mental strain is the most harmful to your health. The benefits of supplements are limited. Sometimes you have to be less demanding of yourself. It’s okay if you don’t do some things well. After all, you’re not a superman.”
Ye Peixiu laughed, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
"I've always thought about you."
The way she said that made it sound as if she had already left him.
Ye Peixiu paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "...If you just talk to me more often, I'll listen."
She supported his shoulders with her hands, moved away from his chest, looked at him, and asked softly, "Will you forget me?"
Ye Peixiu held his breath.
A sudden, intense tearing pain gripped his heart. He asked with a smile, "...Why are you saying this? Are you leaving me?"
He held his breath and waited for the answer, but Xia Qingwan shook his head.
"I don't want to leave you," she said softly, as if confessing something, seriously, "I don't want to be separated from you."
"That's good."
Ye Peixiu breathed a sigh of relief and touched her forehead. "Trust me, okay?"
She nodded, then suddenly said, "I need to go to the bathroom."
The topic changed so quickly that Ye Peixiu found it funny.
He stubbed out his cigarette and carried her to the bathroom.
I put her on the bathroom floor, she turned around and said, "Get out."
At this moment, she was wearing only a small tank top and underwear. Her hair, which was originally half-tied up, was now completely loose and slightly messy. Her body curves were on full display, and her two long legs were smooth and glossy, with a delicate and fair luster like jade.
Ye Peixiu went out.
She sat on the toilet, her head drooping groggily, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Half-asleep, her consciousness suddenly cleared slightly. She looked up and saw Ye Peixiu leaning against the bathroom door, smiling at her.
"...Why are you back?"
"Nothing's happened for a while," he said, slightly raising his chin. "Aren't you going to take it off?"
She lowered her head and realized that she was just sitting there without taking off her underwear.
This time, she was really sober. Her face was burning. "Get out now."
Ye Peixiu laughed, but walked past her and headed towards the shower room, "I'm going to take a shower."
The bathroom was a spacious three-part type. The toilet was a long way from the shower and bathtub, separated by a screen. Xia Qingwan peeked in and vaguely saw him taking off his clothes.
After a while, she went to the sink, washed her hands carefully, splashed cold water on her face, and felt much more refreshed.
I subconsciously tried to recall what had happened before, but it was all foggy and confusing, like I was in a dream. I tried hard to open my eyes to see something clearly, but the more I struggled, the less clear it became.
I had to give up.
Leaning against the sink with his back turned, he caught the faint sound of water in his ears and realized that Ye Peixiu seemed to be taking a shower.
She took off her slippers and walked over barefoot.
After a while, the sound of water in the shower became rhythmic and stickier than usual.
Her body was half-covered in shower gel foam, the air thick with heat, and in the hazy mist, he and she were deeply connected.
Ye Peixiu asked, "Is it painful or comfortable?"
She couldn't speak, only whimpering softly as if she were about to cry, but he wouldn't let it go, "Hmm? Feel it carefully and tell me the answer."
"You forget things when you drink too much?"
"Don't forget it again."
He lowered his head and kissed her, "Promise me."
"Is Qingwan my good baby?"
She finally gave a weak "hmm".
It was like falling into the deep sea, with only the hazy and distant roar of waves in my ears.
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Author's Note: Here we go!
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