Chapter 179: Are you still drunk from last night?
Yu Qinghuan asked: "Then do you agree?"
Mu Huaian's eyes were filled with loneliness. "I agreed."
Yu Qinghuan sighed inwardly and raised her hand to smooth his furrowed brow.
At this moment, Mu Huaian could only see Yu Qinghuan in his eyes, and the pain in his heart turned into grievance at this moment.
As a good friend, he was naturally happy that Xie Zhiwen was alive, but at the same time, the relationship between him and Yu Qinghuan became difficult. He was prepared to be despised by the world, but he didn't want his beloved woman to suffer those worldly views.
Even if this feeling cannot be known to outsiders, he will accept it as long as he can be with her.
But after waiting for so long for Yu Qinghuan to move out of the Marquis' Mansion, it hasn't been long now and Xie Zhiwen has regretted it. He even asked me for help and wanted to reconcile with Yu Qinghuan.
Just as Xie Zhiwen said, as a good friend, he had never asked for anything from him before. This was the first time he asked her. After more than ten years of friendship, he already felt guilty and could not refuse.
But from the moment he agreed, he felt tormented in his heart. It is said that a husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of grace after being married for a day. What would he do if Yu Qinghuan really reconciled with Xie Zhiwen?
Tonight, while drinking with Xie Zhiwen, he wanted to speak several times, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he saw his friend's sad look and swallowed them back into his stomach.
After more than ten years of friendship, he still couldn't bring himself to do this.
He couldn't bear to leave either Xie Zhiwen or Yu Qinghuan.
So tonight, he drank a lot of wine, one pot after another, thinking that if he got drunk, he might be able to avoid these things, not think about them, and not be bothered by them.
But the fact is, even when Mu Huaian was drunk, he did not forget these things. Instead, his emotions were magnified. When he saw his beloved woman, the grievances suppressed in his heart were completely released.
Yu Qinghuan looked at him like this, feeling both fond of him and distressed for him.
She continued to ask patiently, "So, you feel bad because you agreed to help him?"
Mu Huaian did not respond to her. The discomfort in his heart was not just because he agreed to this matter.
But even if he didn't say it, Yu Qinghuan could guess something. He probably didn't want to lose his brother Xie Zhiwen.
Mu Huaian is not Xie Zhili.
What separated the Xie brothers was the dispute over the crown prince and the hatred of the previous generation. They were already at odds with each other and there was no brotherhood at all.
But Mu Huaian and Xie Zhiwen have known each other since childhood, and their relationship is more important than that of many brothers. Once Xie Zhiwen knows about this, they may become enemies.
Yu Qinghuan slowly held Mu Huaian's hand, "Huaian, no matter what choice you make, I can accept it. But you have to know that even without you, Xie Zhiwen and I will never be able to reconcile as before."
What she wanted to say was that no matter whether Mu Huaian agreed to help or not, she would never be the wife of Ningyuan Hou again.
She likes her current life. Even without Mu Huaian, she likes this freedom.
Otherwise, I would not have rejected Xiao Jinghe today.
Therefore, if Mu Huaian was only worried about whether he could reconcile with Xie Zhiwen because of what he promised Xie Zhiwen today, then her words could be considered as comfort.
After hearing Yu Qinghuan's words, Mu Huaian felt much more at ease.
Perhaps it was from two years ago that he lost his confidence and was afraid of losing what he had now, especially the person in front of him.
Yu Qinghuan threw the sweat towel back into the basin, climbed onto the bed, supported Mu Huaian and helped him take off his clothes.
Mu Huaian cooperated very well, and soon, he was left with only his underwear and shorts.
After hanging his robe on the rack, Yu Qinghuan took off his coat, climbed onto the couch and lay beside him in Mu Huaian's confused gaze.
She pinched her cheek and explained, "There aren't many rooms. You can only squeeze into my room tonight."
Mu Huaian was stunned, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.
Yu Qinghuan looked at him with amusement. It wasn't the first time he lay on a couch, so why did he look so embarrassed?
However, before, they would just hug each other for a while and then separate. This was the first time they slept together with their clothes on like tonight.
The night was long, and the two of them slept in each other's arms. After a while, the sounds of two breaths were heard in the room, and slowly, the two breaths gradually overlapped.
…
Mu Huaian woke up before it was completely light, with a dry throat and a splitting headache.
Just as he was about to get up, he felt a figure in his arms. He lowered his eyes and saw a familiar face, with a soft body nestled in his arms.
For a moment, it was somewhat similar to the scene when Zhuangzi was sick.
Without having time to think about why he and Yu Qinghuan were sleeping in each other's arms, Mu Huaian carefully kissed her on the cheek, just like before, but this time, he didn't want to stop after kissing her.
He kissed from the cheek to the center of the eyebrows, and from the center of the eyebrows to the lips. The delicate kisses gradually reached the white neck and slowly penetrated into the collar.
Awakened by his immature kiss, Yu Qinghuan woke up from her sleep, half-closed her eyes, and felt a touch of warmth wandering over her body. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, "You're awake"
Hearing this, Mu Huaian stopped and looked at her.
Yu Qinghuan, who had just woken up, was in a daze and felt soft all over. Seeing this, his throat became even drier.
At this moment, the events of last night began to appear in his mind intermittently. He and Xie Zhiwen went to Xifeng Tower for a drink. After getting drunk, Xiaowu sent him to Yu Qinghuan. He also hugged Yu Qinghuan and confided many of his grievances.
Mu Huaian was stunned. Did he really say those words last night?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yu Qinghuan reached out and pinched his face, but it didn't feel as good as last night.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Mu Huaian opened his lips and squeezed out two words from his dry throat, "...thirsty."
Yu Qing laughed, "You must be thirsty after drinking so much. I'll go get you a glass of water to moisten your throat."
As she spoke, she stood up to get off the bed. Unexpectedly, as she sat up, the belt she was wearing came undone, and the loose collar of her dress could not stay on her shoulders at all, and the thin material slipped down.
There was a surge of white in front of his eyes, and Mu Huaian's pupils suddenly constricted. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Yu Qinghuan's arm.
Just as Yu Qinghuan had pulled her clothes in place, she was pulled back to the couch. A shadow fell in front of her eyes. She saw Mu Huaian's hands holding her cheeks, rubbing her face with his fingertips, and his soft eyes gradually darkened.
She swallowed and said, "Aren't you thirsty? I'll go get you some water..."
Mu Huaian held her down, preventing her from getting up. "No need to pour water."
Under the puzzled gaze of the person under him, he opened his thin lips slightly, moved the big hand that was holding her cheek to another place, and said something unbelievable.
Yu Qinghuan was shocked at first, and couldn't believe it, then her face gradually turned red... Could it be that he still hasn't sobered up from last night's drunkenness?
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