The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Chapter 126 Don't shake, I'm dizzy

Xi Yuanchen nodded.

"Eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, for family reunion."

Yao Yingxi looked up at him across from her, her eyes like those of a child wanting to take credit.

But Xi Yuanchen didn't meet her gaze and continued eating what was in his bowl.

Reunion? He had never heard that eating dumplings on New Year's Eve represented reunion.

Looking at the dumplings in the bowl, Yao Yingxi fell into deep thought.

Yao Yingxi felt dejected and secretly regretted what she had just done. She and Xi Yuanchen hadn't known each other for very long and weren't even the closest of friends.

No, they did the most intimate things, but they weren't each other's closest people.

She tilted her head back and drank the dark red liquid in her glass, feeling dizzy.

Yao Yingxi shook her head to make sure she could see the things in front of her clearly, and then poured herself another glass.

Xi Yuanchen came to his senses and saw that she had finished her glass of wine and poured herself another half glass. He frowned slightly.

He reached out and took the wine from Yao Yingxi's hand.

Yao Yingxi quickly dodged away, her eyebrows smiling, her eyes misty, like a flower waiting to bloom in spring.

"Mr. Xi, thank you for this year, thank you for everything you've done."

As she spoke, she couldn't see Xi Yuanchen's expression clearly, and she tilted her head back to finish the wine in her glass.

The bitter liquid slid down my throat, burning.

Xi Yuanchen's face grew increasingly gloomy. The smile he gave Yao Yingxi was not genuine; it was a forced, bitter smile.

Yao Yingxi put down her cup and noticed that Xi Yuanchen across from her was swaying back and forth. Her brows furrowed more and more, and she grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Stop swaying."

As she finished speaking, she stood up from her chair, bumping into the chopsticks on top of the bowl with a loud thud. The chopsticks fell onto the table.

She staggered over, trying to stop Xi Yuanchen from swaying so much.

Xi Yuanchen watched her walk over without moving.

Yao Yingxi finally managed to stand next to Xi Yuanchen, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, her cheeks flushed like a ripe apple, exuding a slightly intoxicating fragrance that made one want to take a bite.

Xi Yuanchen suppressed the restlessness in his heart, wanting to see what Yao Yingxi was going to do.

It has to be said that women who are drunk are incredibly cute, like Yao Yingxi.

"Stop shaking me, I'm dizzy."

She was so drunk that her mind was hazy; she could only see several double images of the people in front of her, as if they were swaying. She reached out to try and steady Xi Yuanchen's shoulder so that he would sit up straight.

"That's strange. Aren't you wearing clothes? Why are your clothes so hot and soft?"

The cool hand touched Xi Yuanchen's neck, raising goosebumps.

This made Xi Yuanchen's lower abdomen tighten; he was really asking for trouble. But he had no choice but to endure it. For the first time, he realized how adorable Yao Yingxi was when she was drunk; it was as if he had witnessed something amusing.

Yao Yingxi felt dizzy and unsteady on her feet. Xi Yuanchen kept a close eye on her.

Unaware of her own mistake, she assumed that Xi Yuanchen was deliberately shaking her and said, "Stop shaking me, I'm dizzy."

She tried to hold Xi Yuanchen down again, but suddenly her footing gave way and she fell on top of him.

Xi Yuanchen reached out to help her up, and she stood up, squinting at Xi Yuanchen.

"A drunken man becomes timid but bold" perfectly describes Yao Yingxi.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to stroke Xi Yuanchen's face, and even mischievously pinched his high nose.

Xi Yuanchen's eyes changed slightly, and his whole body felt as if it were burning him.

He pulled Yao Yingxi's hand down, but Yao Yingxi tried to do something naughty with her other hand.

Xi Yuanchen refused to comply and directly pressed her down to sit on his lap, clamping her chin with his hand and forcing her to tilt her head back slightly.

The kiss landed heavily, passionate and urgent.

Because of the alcohol, Yao Yingxi's mind was slow to react.

When Xi Yuanchen left, she was breathing heavily, her eyes were misty, and her cheeks were slightly flushed as she stared blankly at him.

Seeing her like this, Xi Yuanchen felt as if his whole body was about to explode.

He forcefully pressed Yao Yingxi against him, his tongue darting into her mouth, carefully grinding against every gum, his hands stroking her up and down.

Yao Yingxi was gradually drawn into a sea of desire by him, and the two kissed more and more intensely. Their clothes were stripped off and left on the floor at some point, and the two moved the battlefield to the sofa.

Yao Yingxi slumped onto the sofa, and Xi Yuanchen's fiery body pressed against hers, kissing her nose bit by bit, as if he were kissing not Yao Yingxi, but the person he loved most.

Yao Yingxi gripped the sofa cover tightly, her eyes glazed over as she looked at the person in front of her.

Her head was spinning, and she was reacting slowly.

When Xi Yuanchen saw her staring at him, he looked up and met her gaze.

Yao Yingxi stared at his expression and eyes, seemingly lost in thought, as if everything before her was a dream, an unreal dream.

Xi Yuanchen cursed under her gaze, "You vixen."

Yao Yingxi possessed the gentle and aloof temperament of a classical girl, like a woman from a painting who was not of this world. But at this moment, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were hazy, and her eyes were slightly red as she looked at Xi Yuanchen, exuding a subtle charm that was incredibly alluring.

Xi Yuanchen parted her legs and entered her straight in, his breathing heavy.

Yao Yingxi gripped the bed sheet tightly beneath her.

The two became increasingly passionate, and after an unknown amount of time, Yao Yingxi was almost sober.

My whole body was so tired I couldn't move a single finger, but my mind was so excited I couldn't sleep.

Xi Yuanchen lay down beside him, and the two of them had somehow ended up on the bed in the bedroom.

Yao Yingxi stared blankly at the ceiling. She moved her fingers and accidentally touched Xi Yuanchen's armpit beside her.

Xi Yuanchen suddenly picked her up. Yao Yingxi felt the world spin around her, and she and Xi Yuanchen switched places; she was now lying on Xi Yuanchen's lap.

Neither of them was wearing anything. Although they had done things even more intimately, Yao Yingxi still couldn't help but feel her face burning with rage.

She was drunk just now, but she remembers everything clearly. She is now filled with remorse and vows never to touch alcohol again.

Ring ring ring…

The phone on the bedside table rang quietly, pulling Yao Yingxi back from her wandering thoughts.

She looked up at the bedside and realized it wasn't her phone.

Xi Yuanchen placed his hand on her waist, showing no intention of answering the phone.

A slightly cool hand nudged Xi Yuanchen: "Mr. Xi, the phone is ringing."

Xi Yuanchen stared at her for a while before reaching out to retrieve his phone from the bedside table. He glanced at the number on it and handed it to Yao Yingxi: "You answer it."

Yao Yingxi glanced at it, puzzled.

Her relationship with Xi Yuanchen was neither quite right nor wrong, so she never had the right to check Xi Yuanchen's phone.

"Answer it."

Xi Yuanchen spoke again.

Yao Yingxi hesitated for several seconds before taking the phone.

I glanced down at the number; it was from overseas.

What if Xi Yuanchen's overseas customers call?

With a nervous heart, I swiped to answer: "Hello."

"who are you?"

The person who answered the phone was also a woman, and she asked in an unhappy tone.

Yao Yingxi paused for a few seconds, turned on speakerphone, but hadn't spoken yet.

The questioning voice came through the phone again: "Where is Xi Yuanchen?"