She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

The room was completely quiet; not a sound could be heard.

Aunt Rong held the tray and waited silently outside the door for a long time.

About ten minutes later, footsteps could be faintly heard, and then the door was opened.

She saw her husband standing at the door, only half of his body visible. He reached out and took the tray from her hand, his tone slightly somber: "You've worked hard, go and rest."

Aunt Rong: "......."

The heavy door closed in front of her.

Aunt Rong stood there stunned for a moment, then frowned. Was the gentleman angry just now?

But everything was fine when I came in?

strangeness......

Young people's emotions are so changeable.

Aunt Rong shook her head, not quite understanding, and turned to go downstairs.

inside the room.

Han Xi placed the tray on the bedside table, sighed helplessly, and bent down to pull the woman on the bed up.

"Ah Li, wake up."

He patted her face. "Drink the hangover soup, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Fang Li whimpered and frowned as she softly snuggled into his arms, remaining motionless.

Han Xi looked at the fluffy head pressed against his chest and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. "Hiss..." A sudden pain shot through his mouth.

The room was dimly lit, but it was still clear that Han Xi's lips had a touch of color.

Ten minutes ago, he never imagined that the enchanting atmosphere of the room would be shattered by a delicate pink fist.

His eyes darkened: "Don't want to drink?"

"...I feel dizzy and nauseous," Fang Li mumbled, without looking up.

Han Xi reached out and lifted her head, looking at her with a doting expression: "Drink less, you'll feel better after you drink."

"Hmm..." He hummed softly in response, but made no other movement.

"If you don't drink, I'll have to feed you, okay?"

Fang Li rested her head on Han Xi's shoulder, tilted her head back slightly, and opened her eyes a crack, looking at the man's arrogant jaw. She paused for a moment, then closed them again without any reaction.

“…” A deep color flashed across Han Xi’s eyes.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to support her chin, gently turning her face towards him. He took a sip of the hangover soup, then buried his face in hers.

“Hmm…!”

A large amount of liquid rushed into her mouth. Fang Li subconsciously tried to pull her chin back, but her chin was held in a clamp and she couldn't move it. She was forced to open her mouth and swallow.

Han Xi stared intently at her with his deep eyes, not missing a single expression on her face.

He made sure she drank all the hangover soup in her mouth before letting go of her, then turned his head to take another sip before burying his head in his mouth again.

"Let go... um..."

Fang Li frowned, unhappy, and gently pounded Han Xi's shoulder with her small hands.

A small bowl of hangover soup was fed to her in just four times. Even though the liquid in her mouth had been completely transferred, Han Xi still held her chin and wouldn't let go.

Fang Li was in a daze and extremely angry. She had thrown a punch earlier, but this time her fist was locked in her arms and she couldn't use it. In her anger, she opened her mouth and rammed into the other side.

My teeth hit the corner of my lip, and I immediately felt a sharp pain in my mouth.

With her mouth freed, the person in his arms immediately twisted her body. Feeling the hands around her waist loosen, she softly fell backward.

Han Xi licked his lips, and a bloody taste instantly filled his mouth.

Seeing the woman on the bed whimpering and curled up in a ball, he was slightly surprised, but quickly turned into a slight smile.

This woman does know how to protect herself.

Even when he's this drunk, he still knows how to resist; he's quite wary.

but?

How can I get her to only resist others and not him?

His handsome, long eyebrows furrowed in distress.

Looking down at the little woman on the bed, whose breathing was heavy and who was clearly unconscious, he raised his hand and gently pinched her flaring nose, muttering in annoyance, "You heartless little drunkard!"

This is so frustrating...

-

the next day.

Early in the morning.

Fang Li slowly woke up amidst a pile of soft blankets.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the familiar chandelier came into view. She silently breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, the relief she felt returned. She sat up abruptly in bed, staring at the bedroom she had lived in for some time, her mind buzzing.

What followed was a wave of surprise, confusion, and bewilderment!

Is she...at home?!

How could she be home?!

How did she get home?!

Fang Li covered her head and sat on the bed, racking her brains, but after thinking for a long time, she found that she couldn't remember anything.

"woke up."

A deep voice sounded in her ear, startling her for a moment.

She turned her head sharply and saw Han Xi lying on his side on the sofa by the window, his arm as a pillow. His handsome face still had a slight sleepiness on it, clearly awakened by her movements.

Looking at the man whose long legs were dangling off the sofa, Fang Li's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

Did he sleep there last night?

The two-seater chaise lounge is fine for her to lie on by herself on a normal day, but how did he... this tall, long-legged man, manage to sleep through the night?

A few days ago, when she was awake, he tried every means to get her into bed, but last night... he didn't even consider it...

No wonder Fang Li found it strange.

This scene is truly unbelievable.

"You... hiss..."

Just as Fang Li was about to ask for clarification, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her lips, causing her to furrow her brows and involuntarily gasp.

She raised her hand to cover the corner of her mouth, the slight pain was not to be ignored, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak for a long time.

what happened?

My lips feel like they're about to tear when I move them, it hurts so much!

What exactly happened last night?

She doesn't remember anything!

Fang Li's head didn't hurt much, but she frowned and tried hard to think, only remembering the scene when Yu Wei and Song Yuchen came to her door.

It looks like she kicked Yu Wei?

Later, it seemed like I saw Song Yuchen again... and Yu Wei's father?

God!

What exactly did the senior give her to drink?

How could just two or three drinks have such a strong aftereffect!

"What? Why aren't I saying anything?" A hoarse voice came from the side again.

Fang Li looked up in a daze and saw Han Xi stretch his legs, sit up, and look at her.

His handsome face was clean and refreshing, with soft wisps of hair falling across his forehead. This was completely different from his usual serious and composed demeanor when he went out. His eyes held a hint of languor as if he had just woken up, a faint yet captivating quality.

Perhaps because she accidentally rubbed against it while sleeping, the two buttons on the collar of her loungewear were slightly open, revealing a small patch of her firm chest—strong, sexy, truly embodying the meaning of alluring without realizing it.

Seeing this scene so early in the morning should have been a visually stunning and exhilarating experience.

Unfortunately, Fang Li was not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment. Her gaze was fixed on the corner of Han Xi's mouth, and after a long while, she moved her eyes upward to meet his eyes, which were faintly smiling.