Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

After listening, Bai Chengci's Adam's apple bobbed, then she closed her eyes slightly, nuzzled Jiang Xiyu's cheek, and said softly, "Maybe so. I'm drunk. Can you kiss me?"

The temperature pressed against his cheek was a little hot. Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and pressed his shoulder, saying, "The drink I made for you won't make you drunk at all."

Bai Chengci said, "But I feel dizzy..."

Jiang Xiyu chuckled and exposed her, saying, "You were faking it."

Bai Chengci: "..."

He sighed inwardly.

Jiang Xiyu tightened his grip on Bai Chengci's shoulder, gently pushing him away, and said, "You're already drunk before we've even started playing. You're not allowed to get drunk."

After being pushed away, Bai Chengci's expression remained quite natural, and there was no trace of confusion or bewilderment in her lowered eyes.

He stared blankly for a few seconds before looking up at Jiang Xiyu and obediently replying, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jiang Xiyu touched Bai Chengci's face and smiled with satisfaction: "Play first."

Bai Chengci grabbed him and asked, "How do we play?"

Jiang Xiyu turned his head and glanced at the ecstatic scene in the center of the bar, his voice loose and deep: "Let's go there and have some fun."

Dazzling, ambiguous colors, energetic drumbeats, handsome men and beautiful women gathered together cheering and dancing, lights intertwining, bodies gesturing wildly, a scene of intoxication and madness.

The atmosphere was like a drugged drink; anyone who tasted it would find themselves irresistibly drawn in.

Jiang Xiyu was simply watching, but she couldn't help but be affected by the atmosphere.

The next second, he took Bai Chengci's hand and led him into the crowd.

The lights were flashing, the music was booming, and the smell of alcohol in the air was intoxicating.

Jiang Xiyu was about to jump when she realized that Bai Chengci was holding her left hand very tightly.

In the dazzling, chaotic light, he could barely see the expression on Bai Chengci's face. Seeing that he was standing motionless, he reached out and put his arm around him, almost embracing him as he whispered in his ear, "Move, baby."

People were jumping around nearby, so contact was unavoidable.

Jiang Xiyu's warm breath brushed against his ear from time to time, as if he wanted to kiss him.

Bai Chengci gripped his hand tighter, her chest heaving slightly.

"Don't think about anything, just follow me."

A deep voice came from beside me again.

Bai Chengci closed her eyes briefly, completely letting go of her self-restraints, and then leaned against Jiang Xiyu's chest.

During the disco, he felt Jiang Xiyu grab his hand and pat it repeatedly, as if his heartbeat was being controlled.

Bai Chengci had never experienced this feeling before. Gradually, she felt as if she could no longer think. The only thing she could do was sway to the music along with Jiang Xiyu's rhythm.

Alcohol, sweat, breath, smiles, wildness...

The two were very close, almost inseparable, and were both immersed in the revelry.

……

An hour later, Jiang Xiyu led Bai Chengci out of the dance floor.

After the crowd thinned out a bit, Jiang Xiyu looked at Bai Chengci and noticed that his forehead was covered in sweat, and even the hand she was holding was burning hot.

Before they knew it, their fingers were intertwined as they jumped around.

The dim blue lights above flickered. Jiang Xiyu looked at Bai Chengci, and Bai Chengci looked back at him, their breathing rising and falling, as if they hadn't completely detached themselves from the intense atmosphere.

Jiang Xiyu raised her hand to help him smooth his hair back, leaving only a few loose strands hanging loosely on his forehead.

Bai Chengci's breathing became erratic.

Jiang Xiyu's hand was still on his hair, as if stroking it, and she raised her voice slightly as she asked him with a smile, "Are you happy?"

After asking the question, he jokingly moved closer to Bai Chengci, their foreheads touching.

"Are you cool?"

Bai Chengci couldn't describe the feeling at that moment, she just smiled and then reached out to hug Jiang Xiyu's neck.

He mimicked Jiang Xiyu's tone and loudly replied, "Happy, awesome!"

"I like you so much..."

It was unprecedented, free, and unrestrained.

Jiang Xiyu could hear it and feel it.

Driven by alcohol and the atmosphere, Jiang Xiyu kissed him.

Before Bai Chengci could react, she dragged him to continue playing games and drinking.

A group of strangers were playing games together. No matter what they were playing, Bai Chengci sat quietly next to Jiang Xiyu and watched him.

However, many games inevitably involve touching hands. Bai Chengci looked at Jiang Xiyu's hands with a faint expression.

It wasn't until they were playing finger-catching that Bai Chengci suddenly asked Jiang Xiyu, "Can I play?"

Jiang Xiyu tilted her head and didn't hear clearly.

Bai Chengci repeated, "Can I play this game for you?"

Jiang Xiyu heard him clearly, then smiled and looked at him, asking, "Can you do it?"

Bai Chengci leaned close to his ear and said, "Teach me, and I'll learn."

Jiang Xiyu rarely saw him in such an interest, so she agreed: "Okay."

He taught Bai Chengci a simple finger grasping gesture, with different gestures representing different meanings.

There are signs indicating the start, a countdown, and a pre-countdown. Once the pre-countdown ends, the player leading the table raises their thumb as a signal to grab a finger. At this point, all players need to grab the thumb of the previous person in turn, and the last person to grab their thumb must answer a question and drink.

The group of people looked at Bai Chengci as if she were a complete novice, and she didn't attempt anything too difficult.

Bai Chengci's face flickered in and out of focus under the light, and it was unclear whether she had heard anything.

He simply nodded when the person leading the group asked if it was okay.

Jiang Xiyu didn't play; she simply leaned back in a relaxed posture.

The main reason was that the game was too simple; even a child could play it. He never expected Bai Chengci to lose.

As a result, after the game started, Bai Chengci's hand was like it was made of wood, not moving at all. He would only quickly dodge when someone's hand was about to touch him, but when it came to grabbing someone's finger, he was incredibly slow.

In the end, of course, they couldn't catch it and lost.

Jiang Xiyu frowned.

Bai Chengci's expression remained unchanged; she merely glanced at Jiang Xiyu.

When the person leading the table saw that he had lost, he laughed and started asking questions: "Handsome, our punishment questions will be related to numbers. Whatever your answer is, you'll drink that many drinks."

Bai Chengci didn't even look up, and said, "Okay."

"Alright, you can drink as many cups as you've had sex."

Upon hearing this, everyone else laughed, saying that the person leading the group had asked a sarcastic question, but they were all actually looking at Bai Chengci with longing eyes.

After all, Bai Chengci is really good-looking, and there must be many people who want to be like him.

Bai Chengci silently turned around and looked at Jiang Xiyu.

"..."

What do you want me to do?

Jiang Xiyu's face appeared even colder under the light.

Anyone with eyes could see the ambiguous atmosphere between them, so the person leading the group urged, "How many times is it? Don't be shy, handsome, just drink, hahaha."

Bai Cheng remained expressionless and asked, "One night or the total?"

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

You still have the nerve to ask for details?

Someone laughed and said, "Look at your question. We won't make things difficult for you, handsome. Even if it's just the number of times you drink in one night, if we count the total, you'd probably throw up."

"Yeah, let's just drink it all in one night, straight away, straight away!"

The people around them started to jeer.

Bai Chengci picked up his wine glass and began to drink.

Jiang Xiyu was still thinking, if it's 0 eggs, just say so and don't drink it.

Before he could even remind her, Bai Chengci had already drunk two cups, and then, a third...

When he had drunk his fifth glass, Jiang Xiyu finally couldn't help but sit up straight, grab his hand holding the glass, and ask, "You fucking have this much?"

Bai Chengci casually made up a story: "You can finish it."

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

The onlookers: "..."