【Chen Zixi x you】It is of course the fault of alcohol to mess with relatives
As a young master who is not envied by the gods, you grew up smelling the fragrance of tears of parting people. You have almost a natural affinity for wine, and you have been drinking since you were a child.
So you are confident in your alcohol tolerance, although you are not very confident about your drinking habits - this can be seen from the attitude of Aunt Han and Uncle Jiang towards your drinking. Under normal circumstances, they will never allow you to drink too much (especially within two jars of wine).
But you don't actually know why they restrict you from drinking. Similarly, Chen Zixi, who you don't see much, doesn't know either.
So when he came to Buxianxian for the first time after you grew up, and took you out for drinks while Uncle Jiang was away, something unexpected happened.
Having agreed not to leave until you were drunk, the two of you couldn't help but drink. By the end, the wine jars were piled all over the floor, and you were so excited that you even performed a drunken sword dance for Chen Zixi.
Chen Zixi was equally in high spirits, even pulling out his flute and placing it across his lips to play along with you. The flute's melody drifted softly into the night breeze, and you felt the alcohol creeping up on you, your steps becoming more unsteady.
"Alright, alright," Chen Zixi put away his flute and walked over to help you. "Slow down your sword dance for a bit. It won't be too late to continue once you're sober."
He studied you, his eyes brimming with smiles. “You can drink quite a lot. I thought you were drunk after the first few jars, but I didn’t expect you to keep drinking until now.”
He seemed to be talking at length, but you didn't take it in. You blinked at him, thinking how good-looking he was.
In high spirits, you held onto his shoulders and happily kissed him on the cheek.
Chen Zixi's pupils dilated. He stared at you blankly, opened his mouth, and took a long time to find his voice again: "You - do you know who I am?"
You looked at him with a smile, not caring what he was mumbling. You put your arms around his neck and moved forward, this time aiming for his lips.
——Red and plump lips, they look kissable.
Chen Zixi was caught off guard by your kiss on the lips, and his whole body froze. Fortunately, he was not drunk yet and was able to regain some rationality. He held you down and asked you: "Little girl, are you still sober? Can you hear me?"
You shook your head vigorously, feeling as if your head was buzzing with this person's nagging.
Chen Zixi quickly supported your back and was about to continue asking questions when you suddenly looked up and stood on tiptoe to hold your face and kissed you. This time it was a real kiss, tongues entangled, lips and teeth intertwined.
Chen Zixi sighed, "It's over!" He couldn't even muster the energy to resist. It was all over, he thought. They'd both lost their minds.
——Without any words, he just pounced on her and kissed her. Moreover, he kissed her in various ways and angles.
Sometimes you tease with the tip of your tongue, sometimes you tenderly outline the edge of your lips, and gently rub his nose with the tip of your nose... Chen Zixi couldn't imagine that you, a naive sixteen-year-old girl, actually knew so many tricks.
As Chen Zixi responded to you gently, he suddenly understood why Jiang Yan had deliberately sent you away when drinking or asked you to drink less during the previous visits to Buxianxian... It seemed that Jiang Yan might have suffered the same punishment as him.
——I can hug her and kiss her, but I can’t really do anything to her. It’s really painful.
This kiss, more lingering than the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River, finally ended when the moon reached its zenith. Chen Zixi took the drunken you in his arms and hugged you. He pursed his lips and realized that they were a little swollen.
His was like this, and yours was even more swollen. Chen Zixi lit a lighter and took a quick look. The girl's skin was delicate, and it looked hot and painful.
Fortunately, he was a doctor and had some medicine with him. He held you in his arms, carefully applied the medicine on you, and then took you back to your room.
The consequence of drinking is that you sleep very well that night. It’s not that you sleep without dreams, but you feel good when you wake up.
As you comb your hair at the dressing table, a pair of eyes suddenly flash before your eyes. Eyes with long lashes, gentle and affectionate. For no apparent reason, you think of Chen Zixi.
You looked in the mirror in front of you. The bronze mirror didn't give a clear view, but your lips were slightly red and seemed a little swollen... Maybe you were seeing things.
When you arrive at the bamboo hut after packing up, Chen Zixi has already prepared breakfast and is waiting for you.
You smiled and said good morning to him, but couldn't help but steal a glance at his lips. Strangely, he didn't seem to be any different... except that his lips seemed redder and more kissable.
You hesitated for a moment, thinking that Qingxi is different and the medicine she uses is very effective.
During breakfast, you could feel that Chen Zixi was also looking at you.
His eyes are gentle yet eager, and when he calls you "little girl", his tone is especially soft and graceful.
You didn't forget to peek around the room and found that all the jars of wine you drank last night had disappeared - Chen Zixi was much smarter and more perceptive than you thought, and it seemed that he had already dealt with the aftermath.
You quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Since that day, Chen Zixi seems to have become quite keen on inviting you to drink together. However, he will avoid the time when Uncle Jiang is around.
On another quiet and windless night, Chen Zixi got a jar of wine from somewhere and smiled as he invited you to drink with him.
Of course, you gladly accepted. The wine was sweet and not too intoxicating, and you didn't feel anything special after drinking it, so Chen Zixi simply took out a few more jars of Tears of Separation.
After drinking a few bottles of wine, mixed with the aroma of the previous wine, you feel dizzy.
Chen Zixi had been keeping an eye on your condition, and seeing this, he smiled and asked you, "Are you drunk? Can I carry you back?"
You raised your eyes and smiled at him, then stood up and walked towards him.
Chen Zixi sat there without moving, watching you sit on his legs with your legs stretched out, pinching his chin and kissing him.
The night is deep and quiet.
Chen Zixi sat still, and you sat on top of him, your bodies intertwined, exchanging fiery breaths. The aftertaste of the wine melted into your saliva, flowing through your limbs with each kiss.
He was surprised to find that he was enjoying this strange ambiguity more and more.
The long and passionate kiss ended when your lips touched the corner of his mouth. He subconsciously reached out to hug you, and found that you had fallen asleep leaning against his neck, and your warm breath was blowing on the side of his neck, as if it was making him burn.
...Does Jiang Yan also have such unbearable moments? Chen Zixi asked in his heart. Does he also endure your kiss while telling himself that it is wrong, while at the same time being glad that it is him who receives your kiss?
The quagmire was so deep that he couldn't muster any strength to push it away.
Chen Zixi tried to lean his body, letting you lie in his arms. The candlelight in the room was bright enough for him to see that your lips were much more swollen than last time.
...Maybe it's because the enthusiasm was one-sided last time, but it's doubled this time.
He was extremely aware of this, raised his hand with a wry smile, and gently touched your lips with his fingertips. After confirming the slightly warm feeling, he came back to his senses and looked for medicine.
The mistakes were getting more and more outrageous. The first time was a mistake, the second time should be called a "big mistake." But he hoped that he could keep making these mistakes.
You will dream of Chen Zixi, dreaming that he holds your cheek and kisses you as gently as the first breeze of early spring.
His eyes should be filled with a smile. He would look at you so tenderly, respond to you with the utmost tenderness, gently twist your long black hair with his fingertips, and then whisper to you, "Be gentle, be careful, your lips will hurt tomorrow."
He will intimately touch his forehead to yours and gaze at you with his black pearl-like eyes. There is only your figure in his eyes, and he can only see you.
When you woke up the next day, you felt lost. After absentmindedly gulping down a sip of water from the bedside table to moisten your throat, you realized the inside of your mouth, near your teeth, was injured. It felt like you'd accidentally bitten a tiny wound, and the slightest movement of your lip hurt.
You ran to the bamboo hut and said to Chen Zixi, who invited you to eat rice dumplings with fermented rice, with a wronged look on your face: "Brother Zixi, my mouth seems to be injured. Is there any special medicine? It hurts a lot..."
Chen Zixi's eyes paused slightly. He walked closer to you, leaned over and smiled at you: "Open your mouth, let me see."
You opened your mouth obediently, and to make it easier for him to see, you pressed your finger on the edge of your lips to signal.
Chen Zixi's eyes became even deeper. He stared at your mouth for a long moment before softly saying, "It's an external injury... It's broken here."
Of course you knew it was ruptured. You tilted your head: "So, Brother Zixi, do you have any special medicine?"
"No, but I can give it to you." Chen Zixi smiled and touched your head. "This level should be healed in three to five days, don't worry."
You pouted: "But it really hurts, it's affecting my eating..."
"Okay, okay," Chen Zixi smiled and patiently comforted you. "Eat some dumplings first. I'll go get you some medicine. You'll get better faster after taking it."
You sat down obediently, eating your rice dumplings and watching Chen Zixi rush out to get medicine. I have to say, watching him busy for you was quite enjoyable.
It would be even more interesting to prepare the medicine and wait for him to apply it to you.
You lowered your brows, mouth parted in obedience, watching him intently sprinkle the powder on your wound with a scrap of paper. You couldn't help but groan softly at the pain of the instantaneous stimulation.
He patted your head with pity: "Blame me, I will be gentler next time."
You blinked, not understanding whether he was talking about applying medicine or something else.
Chen Zixi's medical skills are superb. With his medicine, your mouth will heal faster than you think.
The day after you recovered from your injury, you began to actively pester him and asked him to drink with you.
He teased you with a smile, "What's the point of always drinking the same wine? When you're older, I'll take you to Jiangnan to taste Fenghechun, which is clear and sweet."
You clicked your tongue nonchalantly. "I've heard people from Jiangnan aren't great at drinking. How could Jiangnan wine be more intoxicating than Tears of Parting?"
"You're generalizing." Chen Zixi tapped your forehead with a smile. "I'm from Jiangnan, too. Besides, who says drinking makes you drunk? It's clear that it's not the wine that makes you drunk, it's you who gets drunk."
He spoke slowly but with profound meaning. You didn't quite understand and hugged his arm, acting coquettishly: "So, Brother Zixi, are you going to accompany me or not?"
He smiled, looked at you and sighed softly: "Of course I will accompany you, when have I never not accompanied you?"
The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright.
You thought of asking Chen Zixi to play pot toss with you, so the two of you each held a jar of wine, drank it all in big gulps, and then staggered and threw feather arrows at the tiny mouth of the pot.
Although you failed to beat Chen Zixi, you were dazzled by his calm and unrestrained look when he was playing the game of tossing the pot. You acted like a spoiled child and asked him to play with you again and again. Finally, you simply put down the arrow and focused on watching him throw the pot.
Chen Zixi was about to stop in a funny way, but you shouted at the top of your voice, "Brother Zixi, you look great, come on, Brother Zixi," so he couldn't stop even if you shouted, and could only throw one ball after another casually.
By the time he realized something was wrong and stopped, you had already run towards him, hugged his waist from behind, and murmured to him: "Brother Zixi..."
“Hmm?” He replied softly, turning to look at you.
His eyes seemed brighter than the stars in the sky. Your heart moved, and you stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
He smiled and hooked his arm around your lower back, secretly providing you with support.
The night breeze was cool, and you clung to him tightly, kissing until your blood was boiling and you couldn't feel the cold. By the end of the kiss, you were exhausted and dazed, and he held you horizontally.
When you came to your senses again, he had already gently placed you on the bed.
Chen Zixi helped you remove the hairpin and gently straightened your hair with his fingers before asking you slowly, "Are you not getting up yet? Are you really asleep?"
Of course you won't respond to him. He smiled softly and said, "There's one thing you don't know. I put a hangover potion in the first jar of wine tonight. So, you cunning little fox, are you going to continue pretending to be drunk?"
…It seems like it’s really not easy to keep pretending. You tentatively opened your eyes and saw Chen Zixi sitting beside the bed, smiling at you.
You forced yourself to ignore the embarrassment and curiously asked him when he found out.
Chen Zixi paused for a moment, "I'm just guessing. You might not know this, but you haven't said much to me these past few days. But when you look at me, the affection in your eyes is undeniable."
Sure enough, if you really like someone, your eyes will tell him even if your mouth doesn’t say it.
Realizing this, you sighed in frustration.
"You're quite the alcoholic! Aside from Jiang Yan, I've never seen anyone drink more than you." Chen Zixi complimented you with a smile. "The first time, if I'm not mistaken, you were really drunk, right?"
You nodded obediently, not forgetting to add, "But I remembered it the next day. That's when I realized that this was the reason Aunt Han and Uncle Jiang didn't allow me to drink."
"Why, have you ever been drunk and raped your relatives?" Chen Zixi asked with interest.
You nodded and then shook your head, "That seems to have been when I was a kid. I wasn't a big drinker back then, so I can't remember."
"So," Chen Zixi looked into your eyes seriously. "The first time you kissed me while drunk, was it an accident?"
You quickly shook your head, "Not really... I really like you. I was conscious when we first kissed, but then I became dizzy."
Chen Zixi laughed and suddenly lowered his head to move closer to you.
Of course you knew what he meant. You obediently closed your eyes, letting his soft lips linger on your face and lips. His style was different from yours, gentle yet patient, making you feel as if you were in a dream.
"I like you, too." He murmured to you at the end of the kiss. "...So, if you want to kiss from now on, be bold. Drinking too much alcohol is not good for your health."
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