Chapter 559 -297 Standing in the Wind and Rain, There Will Always Be Someone Who Says They Love You_2
The curves of her body were clearly outlined in this moment, tight and rounded, flawless.
Xu Qingyan looked puzzled, unsure of what the other person intended to do. Was this an attempt at seduction? But that didn’t seem right either, it wasn’t in her character, seduction was utterly superfluous.
Even without bait, he would’ve bitten the hook.
The red wine was opened nonetheless, and Xu Qingyan, observing the inexplicable sense of ritual, originally wanted to say something, but then thought better of it. He couldn’t get drunk anyway, the person was just pouring for herself.
Pei Muchan’s face was without makeup; her lips were a pale shade, as her skin remained pale and fair. Her arms even looked a touch creamy, exhibiting tight, pliant skin.
After all, she was a fair distance away from her thirties, appearing youthful throughout. She usually didn’t even fit the mature category, and sometimes even seemed childish.
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“A toast?” she asked.
“Oh, oh.” Xu Qingyan’s heart was racing a bit too fast.
Everything that happened had a trace to follow, like dragonflies flying low when it rained and spiders climbing up their webs when raindrops fell, or puppies wagging their tails when happy.
Instinctively, he felt the atmosphere was turning somewhat ambiguous, but it used to be him taking the initiative. Now it was Pei Muchan’s turn, though from the start it was all but clumsy.
Honestly, boys aren’t creatures of atmosphere. If someone put effort into them, they would prefer the clumsiness. It simply made them happy.
“You’re drinking a bit fast, where are you rushing off to?” He reached out and wiped beside Pei Muchan’s lips, his finger gained a smear of pale red, the color of the newly stored wine.
As for why this wine was chosen, Xu Qingyan guessed Pei Muchan was afraid of getting knocked out by one drink.
They each drank several glasses of wine one after the other, resembling not a flirtation but more like a swearing of brotherhood. Not to mention Pei Muchan really couldn’t drink, guzzling the wine in big gulps.
Abstaining from alcohol is a good habit, nothing to criticize there.
“Xu Qingyan.”
The long bar in the living room separated the two, one on the left, the other on the right. Her voice floated in the spacious living room, disrupting the tranquil atmosphere.
“What is it?”
“Does what you said before still count?” Her eyes were already a bit blurry, as if afraid of being turned down, she added another line, “Men usually keep their word, right?”
This combination of bluffs and supplements made Xu Qingyan laugh, good and bad both declared by her. However, this tactic seemed all too familiar, indeed one takes on the color of one’s company.
It’s hard to learn to be good, but to learn to be bad takes only a look.
“What still counts?”
“Last time you said… shall we give it a try?” Pei Muchan didn’t stammer, and she looked quite normal, word by word, but Xu Qingyan knew her.
Normally, for her to say these words would be nearly as difficult as making her pant.
Pei Muchan was probably feeling lightheaded by now, just not completely drunk. If she were, she’d probably be spinning around him, pretending to be a sloth.
But before Xu Qingyan could respond, Pei Muchan suddenly collapsed straight onto the bar.
Xu Qingyan: “…”
Damn, could she drink less!
Looking at Pei Muchan who had collapsed by the bar, somewhat too forcefully, Xu Qingyan sighed inwardly. She had to drink to talk.
This was not so much about confirming intentions, it seemed more like she was forcing herself to move forward. But the problem was, he didn’t remember doing anything to upset Pei Muchan.
He thought about it and went over to lift Pei Muchan up. As he held her, she seemed to become slightly more sober, opening her blurred eyes to take a look at Xu Qingyan.
She wrapped her hands around his neck reflexively, and they both stopped moving.
Pei Muchan felt a heat in her chest, her head dizzy, as if having tasted something delicious, she leaned in. But as she was about to kiss him, she slowed down, and finally pecked him lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water.
This kiss was like opening a small hole in a dam; the situation suddenly became uncontrollable.
Xu Qingyan placed her on the bar, sweeping the wine glasses to one side. He stood embracing Pei Muchan’s waist, as she with half-closed eyes hooked his neck.
Blood surged from his heart all the way up, a rush of heat to his scalp. Titling his head, he kissed her neck, and Pei Muchan couldn’t help but to moan softly.
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The two kissed again, the sound of their soft pecks echoing in the living room.
Pei Muchan’s head was spinning, yet she was aware of what she was doing. The scent of hormones lingered at the tip of her nose, and her eyes fluttered more frequently.
This time, they kissed more passionately than ever, with Pei Muchan even feeling a bit oxygen-deprived, her mind almost blanking out.
Their heavy breaths intertwined, and she felt a spot being grasped firmly. She didn’t push him away; instead, she clung to Xu Qingyan more tightly.
After a while, they parted.
Pei Muchan, hanging her head and catching her breath, had a husky pitch at the end of her words.
“Next time… don’t kiss so hard, I had a bit of a hard… time breathing.”
Looking at the flush on her face and her half-closed eyes, Xu Qingyan couldn’t help but smile. Just now it was more than kissing, the hand hidden behind her unconsciously scratched.
“Got it, it’s not like you weren’t embracing too tightly.”
“I was embracing too tightly?” Pei Muchan patted her head, seemingly a lot sober now, muttering, “Clearly it was you, almost crushed my waist to bits.”
The two of them, one standing, the other sitting on the bar, had a profound look in their eyes. One shameless, the other dominant, neither could do much about the other.
“You fell asleep right after drinking earlier, and the conversation was incomplete,” Xu Qingyan said. “So, now you can repeat what you said.”
“…I didn’t say anything, I’m a bit sleepy,” Pei Muchan’s eyes dodged.
“Alright, I’ll call a driver…”
“No need, just rest here tonight, it’s too troublesome,” Pei Muchan shook her head, her stance wobbly as she started to get up, “I need to take a bath.”