Chapter 147: I'm drunk, it's better to be a little drunk

Qin Yanchuan had a social engagement and did not return to the villa until ten o'clock in the evening.

He drank a little too much at the table, but not to the point of being unconscious. The driver wanted to help him into the house, but he refused.

Qin Yanchuan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then walked into the house at slow pace.

Butler Liang came forward and smelled the alcohol on him. "Master Qin, please sit down for a while. I'll make you some sobering soup."

"Yeah." Qin Yanchuan took off his coat and handed it over, pulling the tie around his neck as he walked into the living room.

He leaned his head back on the sofa, closed his eyes and took a short nap.

Remembering something, the man slowly stood up and walked upstairs at a fairly steady pace.

Shi Yang had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom when he heard several knocks on the door.

While wiping his half-wet hair, he walked to open the door and raised his head slightly to look at the man who was much taller than him.

Shi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Uncle Qin, have you been drinking?"

Qin Yanchuan was wearing a neat dark suit, his jacket buttons were unbuttoned and his tie hung loosely around his neck.

Her neck and cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were as calm and peaceful as ever, and the cinnabar mole under the corner of her eye seemed to be even brighter.

When he spoke, his deep voice was slightly hoarse: "I had a dinner party and drank a little."

"Today, the mothers of Qin Zhuo and Ye Yan came over and wanted them to go for a matching test."

Shi Yang crossed his arms and complained quietly, "You are an incompetent uncle and you don't care about it. I have to go..."

Qin Yanchuan didn't listen at all. His eyes first stayed on Shi Yang's lips that kept opening and closing, and then he looked at the person from head to toe.

Her short black hair was damp and hung down in a messy manner. She had just taken a shower and her skin was white and rosy from the hot water.

Wearing those pig-head pajamas again.

I don't know what that mouth is saying.

I don't understand, I just want to kiss you.

As Shi Yang was talking, he noticed that Qin Yanchuan was absent-minded. He frowned and said, "Uncle Qin, I'm talking to you."

Qin Yanchuan said indifferently: "I don't understand."

Shi Yang leaned over a little and stared at the man's face for a moment, "I think you are really drunk."

Qin Yanchuan: "Not drunk."

"you……"

Shi Yang wanted to say something, but the man opposite him suddenly raised his hand, pinched his chin, leaned over, and kissed his slightly open lips.

Caught off guard, Shi Yang tasted a hint of sweet wine, mixed with Qin Yanchuan's aura, wrapping him tightly.

His eyes suddenly widened and his toes curled up tightly.

Yosi, when did you become so open-minded?

Butler Liang prepared the sobering soup, but Mr. Qin, who was originally sitting on the sofa, disappeared.

He walked upstairs carrying the steaming cup of sobering soup and happened to see what was happening in the opposite corridor.

“…”

Butler Liang turned around silently and walked back.

It seems that Master Qin doesn't need this bowl of sobering soup. It's better to be a little drunk.

After a kiss that was neither too long nor too short, Qin Yanchuan slowly moved his lips away, but as if he was not satisfied yet, he leaned over and pecked her lightly.

The man's fingertips with thin fingers gently brushed against Shi Yang's soft lips and whispered, "Didn't I say I wanted to be their aunt? Just take care of it."

The tips of Shi Yang's fair ears gradually turned red. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips embarrassedly.

"I was joking."

"Really? Why are you saying this all of a sudden? It makes me embarrassed again."

Shi Yang stomped her foot shyly, stepping squarely on the tip of Qin Yanchuan's shoe.

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

Qin Yanchuan took a step back calmly and said, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

After saying that, he limped towards the stairs.

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Early the next morning, there was knock on Shi Yang's door again.

Shi Yang yawned and climbed out of the quilt, then got out of bed and opened the door.

Who is this early in the morning?

Shi Yang opened the door and looked over dazedly, "It's my cousin."

Mother Wang was holding a bag in her hand, standing opposite Shi Yang, looking awkward and as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

It's very similar to Shi Yang's usual artificial posture.

Shi Yang's mind became clearer and alarm bells began to ring in his heart.

Oh no, could it be that Mother Wang was moved by his sincerity, kindness, elegance and loveliness and fell in love with someone else?

"Cousin, you..."

Mother Wang stuffed the bag in her hand into Shi Yang's hand, her expression still a little awkward, "Here, it's for you."

Shi Yang opened it and saw that there was a light-colored scarf inside.

"Didn't you ask me to knit you a scarf last time?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Cousin, it turns out that you wove this by yourself."

He picked up the scarf, opened it and looked at it carefully, exclaiming in amazement.

"This is so beautiful. The color and the detail. Wow, there's even a pink pig head sewn on the bottom."

"Auntie Wang, how do you know that I like little pigs the most? I really like them so much!"

Mother Wang said in a faint voice: "You like your cockroach with eight-pack abs the most."

But it was too ugly and she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"No matter what, I like it as long as it's made by my cousin."

Shi Yang tied the scarf around her neck, opened her arms with a smile, and threw herself into Wang Ma's arms, like a little bird.

"Cousin, I didn't expect you to remember this. I'm really touched."

Shi Yang sniffed, "When you and Uncle Yang get married, I will be your flower girl."

Mother Wang: “…” Not really.

She pushed Shi Yang away and said, "What kind of sticky thing is that?"

"But..." Aunt Wang changed the subject, pursed her lips, and suddenly became shy, "The skirt you picked for me last time was not bad. Your uncle Yang even praised me for my beauty."

Mother Wang has really learned a lot from him, Shi Yang nodded in agreement.

"Of course not. Girls of your age look good even without dressing up."