Chapter 118: Drunk Night (3)

Fu Yanzhi couldn’t hold back and squeezed her face then said, “Do you usually get blackout drunk like this?”

The drunk Ji Qingying had no way of knowing. So she didn’t reply. She didn’t reply.

Fu Yanzhi paused and covered her delicate collarbone with a towel himself.

He just held the towel and didn’t touch her skin with his own hands.

The sticky substance on her collarbone had disappeared, but the honey water from before had flowed down.

Fu Yanzhi had removed his hand, but she was not satisfied so she leaned against him and pulled on his wrist. “There is still some more.”

Fu Yanzhi watched her actions and a single word came to his mind, “Endure.”

“…”

It was probably that she was aware of Fu Yanzhi’s bottom line, or somehow understood that he was serious. So even though Ji Qingying was still feeling uncomfortable, she didn’t dare to make another move.

She blinked and said, “Oh.”

Fu Yanzhi: “…”

After getting out of the bathroom Fu Yanzhi just wanted to bring her back, but what he saw was Ji Qingying walking straight to the bed.

Before he could react, Ji Qingying was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

She seemed to be a little sober and yet also a little more drunk.

She looked up at Fu Yanzhi for a while, frowned her eyebrows, and asked, “Fu Yanzhi, why are you in my bedroom?”

Fu Yanzhi: “…”

Looking at her, he smiled angrily.

“This is your bedroom?”

“Yeah.”

Suddenly Ji Qingying didn’t care about him anymore and directly laid down on the bed. As Fu Yanzhi was caught off guard, she even lifted the quilt on her bed.

When she was covered by the quilt and all settled in she murmured, “Why is my bed so hard?”

“…”

Fu Yanzhi also didn’t move. He could only let her lie down on his bed comfortably.

After a long time, he came closer to her and while looking down at the sleeping person on his bed smiled helplessly.

He stretched out his hand, wiped her cheek with his fingertips, and whispered, “If you get drunk next time, I won’t…”

Won’t what?

Fu Yanzhi himself couldn’t understand what he would do.

He stretched out his hand and touched her hair. Then he set the small light by the window to automatic mode, switched it off and closed the door.

Ji Qingying had fallen asleep very comfortably.

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She hadn’t had enough sleep for a long time, so she awoke for a few seconds, turned over and planned to continue sleeping.

However as soon as she turned over, she found that something was not right.

There was a big purple pillow in the shape of a doll on her bed, which was given to her by Rongxue.

She had disliked it at first, but then, she got used to it and couldn’t sleep without it anymore.

And at this moment Ji Qingying couldn’t reach it with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, she smelled a familiar scent.

It was like the smell of Fu Yanzhi.

After a few seconds had passed Ji Qingying opened her eyes.

What came into view was not her usual and simple girly room, but instead an indifferently styled room like that of an adult man.

A large room with gray and white colors that had a large wardrobe on one side of the wall, a large table under the window, and a lot of books on one side.

Ji Qingying’s eyelids twitched.

Her consciousness hadn’t completely returned when she heard the sound of a doorbell coming from the outside.

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She rubbed her head under the quilt, wailed and wore the slippers near the bed and walked outside.

There was no doubt.

She was in Fu Yanzhi’s room.

She had even dared to take over his bed.

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"I don't think Sister Qingying can get up. Will she even be able to?"

Chen Xinyu gnawed on a cucumber and said unhurriedly,“Why won’t she? Doctor Fu isn’t that kind of a beast.”

Rong Xue: “…What I mean is that, Sister Qingying drank a lot of wine last night, and she hadn’t had enough sleep before, so she must have slept for twelve hours at least.”

Chen Xinyu after pondering about that for a while she thought that it made sense.

She was about to speak up when the front door opened.

The three pairs of eyes all stared at each other.

Chen Xinyu blinked and knocked on Rongxue’s head. “Take a look, your Sister Qingying is physically and mentally all good.”

Ji Qingying: “…”

Those words, why did they sound a bit wrong?

After half an hour, the three sat in the living room for a meeting.

Chen Xinyu looked at her incredulously. “You mean, you slept on Doctor Fu’s bed last night?”

Having no choice but to acknowledge her crimes, Ji Qingying nodded.

“Then where did Doctor Fu sleep?”

Ji Qingying's eyes widened and a confused look appeared on her face.

Chen Xinyu became stumped for words yet still asked, “Then do you remember anything besides knocking on the door? What else do you remember?”

Ji Qingying tried hard to think about it and shook her head. “I can’t remember anything.”

She only remembered some parts of the time when she got drunk, so she seldom let herself become intoxicated under normal circumstances.

But yesterday night, the situation was special.

Chen Xinyu choked on her words silently again.

Rongxue felt herself sympathizing with Doctor Fu for five seconds.

“Then you can just assume that nothing happened between you.”

Chen Xinyu suggested, “Since you can’t remember it anyway.”

Ji Qingying. “Doesn’t it sound a bit bad? Why don’t I ask Fu Yanzhi?”

Chen Xinyu looked at her. “What if he tells you that you tried to do something to him last night?”

After hearing this, it was Ji Qingying’s turn to become speechless.

She moved her lips and explained, “How could I be that kind of a person?”

Chen Xinyu stared at her straight in the eyes and continued to gnaw on another cucumber. “For Fu Yanzhi, what indecent acts can you not do?”

Ji Qingying: “…”

She wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, it did indeed sound true.

Sitting beside her, Rongxue tried her best and held back her smile.

She patted Ji Qingying’s shoulder trying to console her, “Sister Qingying, you were drunk once before, but besides acting like a baby and eating sweets, you also didn’t do anything else, maybe it was the same last night.”

Ji Qingying managed to squeeze out a smile. “Thank you. Although even that is also very embarrassing.”

Rongxue laughed out loud.

Ji Qingying collapsed on the sofa, rubbed her head with her hand, and looked at Chen Xinyu with incomprehension painted on her face.

“Why do you keep on eating cucumbers?”

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