Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Song Shiye didn't dare to leave and kept guarding outside the bathroom.

He kept his ears alert to the sounds in the bathroom, fearing that Su Ruonan would fall.

Su Ruonan in the bathroom felt a little tired, so she staggered to the toilet and sat down to rest.

With hazy eyes, he stared at the wall in front of him in a daze.

Hey, what am I going to do?

Su Ruonan rubbed her dizzy head, trying to clear her mind.

Only then did I remember that I wanted to take a shower.

She slowly raised her hands and began to try to unbutton her clothes.

However, due to the effects of alcohol, her fingers became uncontrollable, and her movements were slow and clumsy.

She tried to concentrate, but every attempt ended in failure, and she couldn't even unbutton a single button.

Su Ruonan felt extremely aggrieved. She pulled the buttons hard with her fingers, but none of them moved and none of them came undone.

Song Shiye, who was standing outside the door, felt his heart tighten when he saw that he hadn't heard the sound of flowing water for a long time.

I shouted anxiously: "Wife, are you okay?"

Hearing the questioning voice outside the door, Su Ruonan said in a muffled tone: "The buttons are disobedient and can't be unbuttoned. What should I do?"

Song Shiye was silent for a few seconds before he understood what Su Ruonan meant.

"Help me." Su Ruonan's voice came from the bathroom again, her voice soft and thin, as if she was acting coquettishly.

Song Shiye took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then knocked on the door and opened the bathroom door.

Su Ruonan was sitting beside the toilet lid, her eyes, which were already red from being drunk, now looked even more moist, as if containing a layer of mist, staring at herself wetly.

"The buttons are not well..." Su Ruonan pouted and pointed at the clothes on her body with a look of grievance.

Song Shiye's breathing stagnated, and he slowly walked towards Su Ruonan. Only he knew that his steps were a little unsteady at this time.

Finally, Song Shiye came to Su Ruonan. He stopped, straightened his body, then slowly squatted down so that his eyes were parallel to Su Ruonan.

He stretched out his slender fingers, placed them gently on Su Ruonan's chest, and in a few seconds he unbuttoned the top button of Su Ruonan's clothes.

Then came the second one. As time went on, Song Shiye's breathing became more and more rapid, his throat became dry, and he swallowed unconsciously a few times.

Su Ruonan, like a good baby, stood still and let Song Shiye unbutton her clothes.

Until the last button was undone, Song Shiye immediately stood up, turned away his gaze, and said softly with forbearance in his voice: "Okay, be careful, I'm outside, call me if you need anything."

After saying that, Song Shiye quickened his pace and quickly left the bathroom.

As if he was afraid that he would regret it, he closed the door without hesitation.

Song Shiye took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to calm himself down.

But all he could think of was the full curve of Su Ruonan's chest. And the softness he touched accidentally, the elastic touch still lingering on his fingertips, making Song Shiye tremble uncontrollably.

Buzz, buzz, there was a slight vibration sound from the phone.

Song Shiye glanced at the phone screen and then pressed the answer button: "Mr. Song, do you need to postpone the meeting tonight?"

Wang Chen asked this question very skillfully. He didn't offend the boss and asked what he wanted to ask.

"Assistant Wang, tonight's meeting is cancelled. Please explain this to the executives."

Wang Chen on the other end of the phone was surprised. When did the president speak so politely?

It must be the credit of the president's wife. How did the president's wife do it? Wang Chen decided to ask the wife another day.

Wang Chen hung up the phone and returned to the company. Because of Song Shiye's attitude, Wang Chen felt that it would not be so difficult to explain to the executives about the cancellation of the meeting without reason.

A phone call interrupted Song Shiye's beautiful thoughts.

Thanks to this phone call, otherwise Song Shiye was afraid that he would lose control and rush into the bathroom without caring.

Soon, the sound of water dripping came from the bathroom. Song Shiye felt relieved and went to the kitchen to quickly make a cup of honey water.

The sound of water in the bathroom didn't stop until a long time later.

Su Ruonan opened the bathroom door, and a cloud of wet hot air rushed out of the bathroom, carrying the scent of lemon.

Su Ruonan tied her shiny black hair into a bun at the back of her head. A few wet strands of hair stuck to the sides of her face, and her long, curled eyelashes were dotted with water droplets.

Because her skin was white and rosy after being washed by hot water, Su Ruonan looked like a newly enrolled college student.

The ties on the pure white nightgown were tied crookedly and casually, and the knot looked like it would come loose at any time.

Her slender ankles were exposed, and she was wearing bathroom flip-flops.

"Aren't your feet cold? Why don't you change your shoes?" Song Shiye said with a reproachful tone.

"I forgot." Su Ruonan stood there at a loss.

Maybe it was because of the shower, the alcohol in her body evaporated a little. Su Ruonan was a little more sober now, but not completely sober.

Song Shiye didn't want to reason with a drunkard.

"Drink the honey water." Song Shiye softened his voice and coaxed gently.

His voice is low and magnetic, as if carrying an invisible magic that is irresistible.

Su Ruonan obediently took the cup and did as she was told.

She tilted her head back slightly and drank all the honey water in the cup.

While Su Ruonan was drinking honey water, Song Shiye walked into the bathroom and took out Su Ruonan's tampons.

Then, Song Shiye squatted down, and his big, bony hands gently held Su Ruonan's soft and delicate ankles, and carefully changed the sandals on her feet into cotton slippers. The action was gentle and delicate.

After changing her shoes, Su Ruonan went into the bathroom again.

Song Shiye followed her quietly, his eyes always on her.

When Song Shiye saw Su Ruonan squeezing toothpaste onto the toothbrush, putting the toothbrush in her mouth, and carefully brushing each tooth according to the method taught by the dentist, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Even when drunk, he still brushes his teeth! That's a good habit!

After Su Ruonan finished brushing her teeth, Song Shiye took Su Ruonan's hand and led her to the bedroom.

Song Shiye tucked the quilt upwards, leaving only Su Ruonan's head exposed.

"Just go to sleep nicely. I'm going to take a shower and will be back soon, okay?" Song Shiye spoke in the same tone as if he was treating a baby.

Su Ruonan pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

Song Shiye was afraid that something might happen to Su Ruonan, so he simply rushed out early.

I gently pushed open the bedroom door and found that the person on the bed had fallen asleep without me noticing.

The quilt had been kicked open long ago, and he was only wearing a nightgown.

Song Shiye frowned and covered Su Ruonan with the quilt.

The person who was originally asleep suddenly turned over, took off the quilt from his body, and muttered: "It's so hot, I won't cover myself."

Song Shiye patiently covered it again, but it was still taken away by Su Ruonan.

Song Shiye had no choice but to lie down in the quilt and hold the person in his arms.