Chapter 37
"Hey, you're so heavy!" Zheng Juyong was drunk and couldn't hold his feet on the ground. He relied entirely on Guan Ying's shoulders to support him. But Guan Ying had also drunk alcohol, and although she was still sober, she couldn't withstand the weight of his entire body, and she stumbled and fell onto the bed with him.
Of course, Manager Xu only booked a double room.
"Alas, alas, alas!" Guan Ying lay on the bed, panting with exhaustion. Looking at Zheng Juyong, who was lying unconscious beside him, he laughed at himself, "I am really a living Lei Feng..."
After catching her breath for a while, Guan Ying turned over and sat up, and kindly lifted Zheng Juyong's two long legs that were still hanging over the edge of the bed onto the bed: "Wow... why are they so heavy... you should use a little more strength, please..." She was so anxious that she slapped the back of his hand hard.
It hurt so much that Zheng Juyong pursed his lips and groaned. Like a cicada pupa, he gurgled upwards in a daze and pulled his legs up onto the bed.
"You don't want me to help you take off your shoes, do you?!" Guan Ying sat cross-legged, hands in her lap, pleased with his efforts. But seeing him drift off again, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, urging him on. It was like when she was a child, sitting on the top bunk of the crib, cross-legged with her hands in her lap, and urging him to close the door, wash, take off his shoes, undress, turn off the lights, and go to bed.
Zheng Juyong reached out to clean his ears, kicked his feet together, and kicked off a pair of leather shoes.
"Belt! Watch! Glasses!" Guan Ying continued to order.
As a result, he got annoyed, just like when he was a child. He was too annoyed to do anything to her and could only vent his anger on himself in the lower bunk! Zheng Juyong kicked his legs irritably, and suddenly turned over with anger, making the bed tremble. He closed his eyes and whimpered like a child: "Aiya! Aiya~~~~" Then he spread his hands, with big characters facing upwards, and "died"!
"Don't wait for me to make a move!" Guan Ying slapped half of his face.
Zheng Juyong rolled his eyes, scratched his face, and passed out again... Then another slap came down, and only then did he feel the burning sensation on his face.
"Oh! Ah!" With a hazy consciousness, he impatiently flipped over his legs and pounced on Guan Ying, pressing her down beside him and making her lie under him.
"Ah!" Guan Ying was knocked down by him and let out a scream. He was no longer the little boy who would obey her when he was a child after being scolded. No matter in size, weight or physical strength, he was already superior to her.
Zheng Juyong's eyes were hazy. He used one hand to cover her mouth and shook her rosy cheeks with the other hand: "Shh!"
He used force and was not conscious. His head tilted and drooped on the back of the hand that blocked her mouth, using her head as a pillow. But for Guan Ying, it was as if she was kissing his cheek through a hand.
His temples pressed against her nose, and he still felt it was too rough, so he slid left and right and stopped only when he found a tricky angle. However, his short, straight hair poked into her eye sockets.
Unable to bear his weight, unable to speak, unable to breathe, and unable to open her eyes... Guan Ying felt that she was going to die.
"Mmmmm!" She twisted hard under him, finally freeing one hand and slapping herself hard in the face, hitting the side of his face that was facing away. Not only did she hit his face, she also pulled his ears, pinched his nose, and picked at his mouth!
Zheng Juyong was in a drunken dream, feeling the softness and sweetness beneath him, as if he were sleeping on a cloud, as safe and comfortable as ever. Suddenly, a thunderous hailstorm rained down from the sky, striking him squarely in the face. How could he be willing to leave? He released the hand that was blocking her mouth and dug into her back, hugging her and rolling her sideways. His other hand, not idle either, bound her upper arms and clamped her legs together, transforming the cloud beneath him into a blanket, still soft and sweet, and able to protect her from the wind and rain.
"Hehe..." He closed his eyes and laughed, looking very proud!
Guan Ying was held by him, with her face pressed against his shoulder. This made her feel a little more relaxed, but if she wanted to raise her head to bite him, she couldn't reach him. She bit him through his clothes, but his limbs were held tighter, and she could only move her arms and legs below the elbows.
"Zheng Juyong!" She called him angrily from under his shoulder, but he thought it was noisy and used his legs to push her back. "Um, um..." She patted his waist gently with her hands and begged for mercy, not daring to make another sound. As long as he didn't crush her to death, she would wait until he fell asleep, and then she would find a way to move away. A head-on confrontation would probably do no good.
However, the belt buckle on his waist was right against her ribs, and his strength could not be released for a while, causing her spleen and stomach to ache. Guan Ying tried to unbuckle his belt with one hand, but after fumbling for a while, she finally managed to pull it open. She pulled hard and was about to pull it out from his waist when he suddenly grabbed her hand that was across his waist.
Guan Ying was shocked and didn't know what he was going to do.
I only heard him mumbling indistinctly above my head: "We can't do this, Qiqi, believe me..."
When Guan Ying suddenly heard Qiao Qi's name, she felt ashamed and angry. She was called by him to come to the underworld to help out in an emergency, but she was not really here to be a third party.
When one of his hands relaxed, she tried to get away, but he pulled her hand behind her back. The slightest movement caused her arm muscles to ache, and he had already pinned her other hand, so she couldn't get away at all.
"Qiqi..."
He held her tightly, unwilling to let go; at the same time, he kept muttering something above her head, as if to comfort her, or to stop himself.
Guan Ying suddenly realized something. If he mistook her for Qiao Qi, and Qiao Qi was pregnant...ah, haha...he knew how to cherish her!
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, or perhaps it was a desire to retaliate against his previous bullying, but a crooked idea popped into Guan Ying's mind.
The belt had been pulled halfway open, removing any obstruction, so she only moved slightly closer.
"Hmph..." He shrugged his shoulders slightly.
She smiled triumphantly, and after he calmed down a bit, she gently slid her toes. Since he cared about Qiao Qi, he probably had no choice but to endure it.
"Hmm!" Unexpectedly, she had just used two moves when he couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out from under her ribs, lifted her head up, put it on the pillow, turned over and kissed her.
The hot smell of alcohol mixed with the familiar yet unfamiliar scent of male hormones came over Guan Ying, and he panicked. No matter how much he restrained himself, the effect of alcohol was still there!
His kissing skills were not that good, he felt suffocated, impulsive, and impatient... like a little wolf who had just grown all his teeth and was biting on a delicious bone, his greedy sucking was mixed with blind biting.
He had pinched her jaw and was trying to pry open her clenched teeth with his lips and tongue, as if he was starving.
Guan Ying felt uncomfortable from his oppression and pain from his biting. When she couldn't break free, she could only gently touch the back of his head and pat his back, almost to comfort him.
Perhaps his clenched teeth frustrated him, or perhaps the soothing effect took effect, he suddenly punched the pillow beside her ear with his bare fist, lowered his head, and after taking a quick breath, he pulled out the quilt from under him to cover himself, and curled up with his back to her.
Is he holding back again? Or has he come to his senses?
Guan Ying quietly slid to the edge, not daring to act rashly again, and remained honest and quiet.
What's the difference between Guangzhou and Dubai or Jingxi? In Jingxi, they were both children, sharing a room, childhood sweethearts; in Dubai, they grew tired of each other, sharing a room, yet their hearts felt a thousand miles apart. But why, in Guangzhou, was she willing to pretend to be his girlfriend and help him, and just now, she had harbored a hint of evil thoughts towards him... What was wrong?
He had never been Juyongguan. He had always belonged to Qiao Qi, and now he was the child in Qiao Qi's belly. She'd better wake up!
Drunk, it must be because of being drunk... just like Xiao Weiyan and Jiawei.
Wine really tests people’s hearts!
......
The next day.
"Xiao Zheng, are you awake?" Manager Xu laughed heartily on the phone.
"Brother Xu, good morning." Zheng Juyong lay on the bed with his eyes half open and half closed, exhausted.
"It's still early? It's already past noon! Haha, it seems you slept very well last night! Later, I'll ask my assistant to pick you up and go out for a walk around Guangzhou City. We'll continue practicing drinking when we come back in the evening!" Manager Xu deliberately wanted him to get drunk for a few days before he would feel at ease.
"Today is Sunday, how can we bother Brother Xu's assistant? We plan to just walk around by ourselves. We can't drink much tonight." Zheng Juyong couldn't bear to drink for another night.
"Hey~ Don't worry about my assistant. She just had a long paid vacation. She's very happy to work this overtime! You are all young people, have fun! As for tonight, we'll decide based on how you enjoy it!" Manager Xu was also straightforward and hung up the phone neatly.
The room was pitch black with the blackout curtains drawn, making it impossible to tell the time. He fiddled with his phone and realized it was already two in the afternoon. He didn't know if it was from oversleeping or a hangover, but his head was pounding. Zheng Juyong rolled over and sighed lazily.
"Get up, Young Master Zheng!" Guan Ying's voice came from the bathroom.
Zheng Juyong was startled and jumped to his feet! The first thing he did was check his clothes. Fortunately, they were all there, except for his belt and shoes...
Guan Ying had already walked out and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight rushed into the room, making Zheng Juyong's face flush red on the bed. "Well, last night, between the two of us, you kept..."
What’s funny is that he, a man, got nervous first.
"What else? It was you who asked me to act with you. If I get another room, will Manager Xu trust you?" Guan Ying stood by the window, already tidy. Seeing him turning his head to check the bed beside him, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, afraid that he would remember something, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll sleep on the sofa! You took off your shoes and belt yourself. You know I'm too lazy to serve you!"
Zheng Juyong shook his dizzy head and moved heavily down from the bed: "Just put me on the sofa, you don't have to give me the bed."
Fortunately, he probably doesn't remember.
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