On the car ride to Yuwan Villa.
Zhan Xiaojun, her eyes hazy with alcohol, smiled at Ning Yecheng.
"Little cutie, let big sister give you a kiss."
Why was she dreaming of her third brother's new favorite?
That particularly adorable kitten.
She opened her arms and hugged him tightly.
How did the little cat seem to have grown into a big cat?
Still, it felt very comfortable to hug.
"Really want to kiss? Kiss here."
Ning Yecheng looked at the girl who had willingly thrown herself into his arms, and his heart fluttered.
His gaze was so deep it seemed as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
He liked this tolerance for alcohol.
And she was so soft, like a little cat snuggled entirely in his embrace.
Her hazy eyes were incredibly alluring.
If they weren't in the car, he might have lost control.
Zhan Xiaojun's soft hands cupped Ning Yecheng's face.
She said with a smile, "Big sister is really going to kiss you!"
She planted a smacking kiss on Ning Yecheng's cheek.
Fortunately, she hadn't applied any lipstick, so all she left on his cheek was a warmth that could ignite a prairie fire.
Ning Yecheng's voice was low as he gently coaxed, "Zhan Xiaojun, if you keep fidgeting, I won't be able to resist and will take you."
He was never a gentleman.
When a woman he liked threw herself at him, his mind was already playing out the next scene.
As his hands gripped her slender waist, his reason teetered on the brink of collapse.
Drunk Zhan Xiaojun was completely out of it. She found a comfortable spot on Ning Yecheng's shoulder, rested her head there, and fell asleep.
Looking at the carefree Zhan Xiaojun who had fallen asleep, Ning Yecheng pressed his throbbing temples.
She had fallen asleep.
Who would extinguish the fire she had ignited?
This question found its answer when they arrived at Yuwan Villa.
After placing the girl on the bed, he went to wash his face.
With wounds that hadn't fully healed, he could only use cold water to clean himself.
Only after the fire was completely extinguished did he walk out.
Zhan Xiaojun slept soundly on his bed without any reservations.
The young girl was delicate and beautiful, making his bed look exceptionally large.
When he brought her upstairs earlier, she had gone straight into his room and fallen asleep on his bed.
She had even mumbled, "The bed is so comfortable."
Ning Yecheng's dark eyes were filled with an endless depth of thought.
His thin lips parted.
"Zhan Xiaojun, you can't escape."
...
A ray of morning sunlight filtered through a gap in the curtains and fell upon Zhan Xiaojun's eyes.
She furrowed her brow.
She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt too heavy.
Why did her head hurt so much?
Finally, she opened her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes and woke up, she suddenly realized something.
The memories she had lost all night replayed in her mind like a movie.
Instantly, she was stunned!
She had never been so ridiculously drunk before!
It was completely out of line!
She had mistaken Ning Yecheng for her third brother's new favorite and had kissed Ning Yecheng!
She had also clung to Ning Yecheng like a koala, and slept on him in the car.
And there was more!
Another scene came back to her: after returning to Yuwan Villa, she had gotten into Ning Yecheng's bed and slept directly on his mattress.
Then there were some less clear images; she seemed to have been fumbling around on Ning Yecheng's body.
She had touched everything she shouldn't have.
After touching, she even said, "You feel so good!"
It seemed Ning Yecheng had been bullied by her the entire time!
Zhan Xiaojun was struck by lightning.
When she realized where she was, she jolted upright like a startled animal!
She saw that she was completely naked.
Ning Yecheng was also completely naked!
She... they!
This!
What else had happened last night?
Her memory stopped there! She couldn't recall!
She quickly got out of bed, picked up her clothes from the floor, and put them on.
Just as she was about to put on her underwear, Ning Yecheng's deep, post-sleep voice came from behind her.
"Awake?"
"Oh, I'm awake." Zhan Xiaojun's scalp tingled as she forced herself to remain calm, dressing faster than she ever thought possible.
In a few blinks, her clothes were on.
Ning Yecheng's eyes held a smile.
"Anything you want to say to me? You bullied me quite a bit last night. Look at me and see how many marks you've left on me."
His words were suggestive, making one's mind wander.
Zhan Xiaojun's back stiffened.
She bit her red lip.
She began to doubt herself. Besides touching and groping, had she done anything else unforgivable last night?
She truly couldn't remember a thing!
However, she had never been one to shy away from problems. Since something had happened, she would face it directly.
She turned around and saw Ning Yecheng's bare upper body.
He likely exercised regularly; his skin was a healthy tan, and his V-line and abs were perfectly sculpted, his physique excellent.
There were clear marks on his skin.
Without a doubt, they were the result of her drunken escapades last night.
She had never imagined that the original owner had such a low alcohol tolerance! A little red wine and she was already this drunk?
She felt like crying, a sense of embarrassment washing over her.
Her delicate face flushed slightly.
"That... that..."
"Not planning to take responsibility?" Ning Yecheng's tone held a hint of disappointment.
It sounded as if not taking responsibility implied she had done something heinous.
This was the first time Zhan Xiaojun had encountered such a situation.
Her usual composure and calmness, which she prided herself on, now seemed to have vanished.
"I didn't say I wouldn't take responsibility."
"So you will take responsibility? From today onwards, I am your fiancé." Ning Yecheng skillfully led her, giving her the answer directly, leaving no room for retreat.
Zhan Xiaojun was shocked, "Fiancé?"
"Didn't you mean taking responsibility by giving me a status?" Ning Yecheng got out of bed.
Whether intentionally or not, he exposed some of the marks on his body, as well as the bandages from his earlier wounds.
The wounds seemed to tell the story of how inhumane the drunk Zhan Xiaojun had been.
She had even bullied a patient.
And now it had led to this unresolvable situation.
However!
"You and I... we didn't go all the way..."
She didn't feel the post-coital pain.
She was absolutely certain of this.
Ning Yecheng walked towards her.
He was like a walking embodiment of hormones.
He possessed a temptation that could drag one to hell.
In a few strides, he was in front of her.
He lowered his head, looking at her.
He didn't allow Zhan Xiaojun any chance to escape.
He took her hand and placed her fingertips on his thin lips.
His lips were slightly red and swollen.
"Forgotten how you bullied them yesterday?"
Zhan Xiaojun snatched her hand away as if it had touched a hot potato, her face turning completely red.
Her fingers also felt burning hot.
Then, she felt his warm breath near her ear as he said, "Although we didn't go all the way, you touched and prodded, and even commented. Do you want to know what you said?"