Gently bite the jasmine

All sound was swallowed by the darkness, and the entire city was plunged into a silent pause.

Lin Xi and Duan Yiheng locked eyes and could clearly hear the thumping of each other's hearts.

"You..." Lin Xi began, at a loss for words, "Have you mistaken me for someone else?"

The hangover soup warmed his stomach, restoring a sliver of clarity to Duan Yiheng.

But it was only a hint.

He moved closer to Lin Xi, seemingly to confirm that he hadn't mistaken her for someone else, but instead smelled a sweet but not cloying fragrance.

The fragrance drew him closer and closer.

Lin Xi was still holding his hand, and after he said such an ambiguous thing, she couldn't bear his closeness anymore.

She grabbed Duan Yiheng's shoulder, her gaze unfocused, and said, "Let me take you upstairs to rest. You have to go to work tomorrow."

"Go to work?" Duan Yiheng's usually sharp mind was unusually slow to react.

Taking advantage of the break, Lin Xi quickly stood up: "Yes, I have to go to work. Let me take you back to your room."

Duan Yiheng's mind was foggy, but he was still thinking about going to work.

He swayed as he got up, startling Lin Xi so much that she supported him with her entire weight.

"Please cooperate."

Duan Yiheng followed her and walked with difficulty toward the stairwell.

Fortunately, Duan Yiheng still had some sense and cooperated with her as they returned to the room step by step.

Lin Xi was panting heavily but dared not let go, because Duan Yiheng was just too heavy.

She understood the狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) look on Meng Huaishan's face when he brought him back.

Finally reaching the bedside, Lin Xi dared not follow Meng Huaishan's example and let go of him all at once.

Because she had her arms around Duan Yiheng's waist, she raised her hand and patted him, saying, "You're too heavy, I can't move you. Sit down first."

Duan Yiheng obediently sat down by the bed. Lin Xi stood between his legs and reached out to grab his tie: "I'll take off your tie and suit before you sleep."

As for taking a shower, let's talk about that tomorrow morning.

Lin Xi ripped off his tie and threw it at the foot of the bed, then grabbed his hand and pinched the cuff of his suit jacket.

"Raise your hand."

Duan Yiheng is easy to serve even when he's drunk; a dose of hangover soup and he'll do whatever you ask.

He took off his suit jacket and threw it at the foot of the bed. Just as Lin Xi was about to let him lie down, his waist suddenly tightened.

A pair of arms held her firmly, pulling her down. Lin Xi was no match for his strength and ended up sitting on his lap.

Lin Xi was completely stunned for five seconds. When she came to her senses, Duan Yiheng's head was buried in her neck.

Lin Xi's almond-shaped eyes widened, and her face flushed red from her neck to her cheeks.

"Duan Yiheng." Lin Xi was incredulous. "Are you crazy? Let me go right now."

Duan Yiheng not only didn't loosen his grip, but hugged her even tighter.

He was holding a pot of jasmine in his hands, and if he let go, it would fall.

"Duan Yiheng..." Lin Xi grabbed his arm, but couldn't pry it off no matter what she did, and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Lin Xi had a bad feeling and just wanted to go back to her room.

The unmoving mattress gave Duan Yiheng a sense of security and stability. He held Jasmine in his arms and pressed her onto the bed.

This time it won't break.

Lin Xi stared in astonishment at the man lying above her.

Duan Yiheng's hot breath reeked of alcohol, and his body temperature was slightly higher than usual.

The two bodies pressed tightly together. Lin Xi stiffened and raised her hand to press against his chest.

Suddenly, Lin Xi felt that the scene was very familiar...

It's as if they once gazed at each other in such an ambiguous manner in a place filled with the smell of alcohol.

But she didn't have time to think about it, because Duan Yiheng leaned down.

"Duan Yiheng!" Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat. "What are you going to do?"

Duan Yiheng's fingertips lightly touched her cheek, and his thumb pressed against the corner of her mouth.

What did he want to do? He wanted to hold this jasmine flower in his lips.

"I want to... be despicable one more time."

Lin Xi's heart pounded wildly. Her hand, which had been pressed against his chest, was pushed back. Duan Yiheng, reeking of alcohol, leaned down and kissed her.

crazy!

Lin Xi felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively opened her mouth to refuse, but the other person took advantage of the situation and pursed her lips, rubbing them together.

Duan Yiheng was hardly gentle; he breathed heavily between her teeth, his whole body tense and trembling with excitement.

The kiss came suddenly and unexpectedly, yet it was also surging and urgent.

Terrified, she closed her eyes and bit down hard.

Duan Yiheng winced in pain, but he didn't release her lips, still keeping them close to his soft lips.

Their breaths mingled, and Lin Xi was utterly defeated. Tears welled up in her eyes, and even her breathing was being robbed.

Lin Xi suddenly froze, remembering everything amidst Duan Yiheng's burning kiss.

She was burned on the hand by Zhang Mo with scalding hot porridge at the hospital. Duan Mingxuan didn't believe her, and she went to drown her sorrows with Liang Yutong.

She was drunk and didn't recognize Duan Yiheng. She cried and cursed at him, and in the glaring light, she and Duan Yiheng shared a passionate kiss.

Lin Xi emitted a few unintelligible trembling sounds from his throat.

She pounded on his shoulder desperately, and was finally released when she couldn't breathe.

Lin Xi used the last of her strength to push Duan Yiheng away and stumbled back to her room.

"boom--"

Lin Xi closed the door, pressed her back against it, and slid down to sit on the floor.

She scratched her hair in frustration, initially thinking that Duan Yiheng had gone too far, but little did she know that he was just as bad when he was drunk.

It's ridiculous!

Why did she get entangled with Duan Yiheng?

Lin Xi was completely baffled as to why Duan Yiheng kissed her.

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, one idea flashed through Lin Xi's mind, but she forced herself not to think about it.

She pounded her head hard, hoping that Duan Yiheng would sober up tomorrow and forget about today's events.

Lin Xi's hands trembled as she set three alarms, not daring to appear before Duan Yiheng the next morning.

—

The next morning, Sister Mei got up early.

At eight o'clock, she went upstairs and knocked on Duan Yiheng's door. After waiting for three or four minutes without any response, she didn't dare to go in and turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Duan Yiheng was awakened by the knocking on the door. His hangover and headache made him unable to fall back asleep.

He sat up, looked down at himself, and frowned in disgust.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I grabbed a toothbrush, squeezed out some toothpaste, opened my mouth, and put the toothbrush against the tip of my tongue.

Duan Yiheng looked up and saw that there was a cut on the tip of his tongue.

In an instant, memories of last night flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

Duan Yiheng felt dizzy and instinctively went to find Lin Xi.

Did you scare her?

But I am now in such a terrible state that I can hardly bear to look at myself.

He quickly went into the bathroom and took a shower as fast as he could.

After changing his clothes, Duan Yiheng arrived at Lin Xi's door.

He stood outside the door for a full three minutes before raising his hand to knock.

There was no sound from inside.

It's almost time for work, Lin Xi can't possibly still be asleep.

Duan Yiheng had a guess in mind, so he grasped the doorknob and pushed open her door.

Sure enough, Lin Xi's bedroom was empty.

She's avoiding him.

Duan Yiheng quickly went downstairs and called the driver to bring the car downstairs.

Hearing the commotion, Sister Mei immediately caught up: "You haven't had breakfast yet."

Duan Yiheng had no appetite for breakfast and strode out the door.

Sister Mei was very worried. She had a hangover from last night. What could be so urgent that she didn't even eat breakfast?

I only need to be at the company by 10:00, it's only 8:30 now.

"Drive faster," Duan Yiheng instructed the driver, more eager than ever before.

Seeing his appearance, the driver assumed that there was some important and urgent matter at the company that required his attention.

But the truth is, when they arrived at the company, the receptionist hadn't even arrived yet.