Chapter 585: Chapter 595 Qing Yi Brother, you are so handsome, many girls in the company must like you
"Time to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow, the company is quite busy."
In the next moment, someone’s breath suddenly came close, instantly reaching him.
The drunkard joked, seemingly with a hint of other emotions in his words beside his ear.
"Qing Yi brother, you look so good, there must be many young girls in the company who like you."
His warm breath mixed with a faint scent of alcohol sprayed all over Qing Yi’s face.
Qing Yi’s body instantly tightened, as if all his blood was flowing backward.
"...That’s not the case."
Qing Yi’s voice was somewhat hoarse.
"How would that be? Nowadays, young girls like your type, capable, wealthy, can cook, caring, and good-looking, a proper warm-hearted guy."
As soon as the drunkard finished speaking, Qing Yi blurted out without thinking, entirely from psychological imbalance:
"If I’m so good, why don’t you like me?"
"..."
Both of them were stunned.
Qing Yi was dumbfounded for two seconds, panicked for two seconds, then came to his senses, thought about it, and then felt relieved.
Wondering why he was so nervous, he would always treat such words as a joke.
Only he himself would become disorganized from a single sentence.
While others didn’t care at all.
Qing Yi’s mood instantly turned gloomy, just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep, the drunkard half-jokingly spoke:
"Who said I don’t like you."
Qing Yi froze, his mind momentarily blank, he stared at the drunkard in disbelief.
Yet, within just a dozen seconds, Qing Yi had once again clearly pulled himself back to reality from his fantasies.
He indeed had become more fond of joking than before.
The laughable part was himself, who would be stunned by a joke for so long, almost taking it seriously...
The drunkard watched Qing Yi’s eyes shift from shock, disbelief, excitement, to disappointment, and finally self-mockery.
Feeling very uneasy, he really wanted to tell him: I wasn’t joking, really I wasn’t, I truly like you, maybe later than you like me, but not less.
But he can’t do it yet.
Seeing Qing Yi close his eyes in disappointment, the drunkard wished he could slap himself.
If he didn’t have the courage to confirm it, he shouldn’t say it.
The drunkard lay back on the bed, his head very close to Qing Yi’s, seemingly on purpose.
"Qing Yi brother."
"..."
Seeing Qing Yi ignoring him, the drunkard puckered his mouth and spoke again: "Qing Yi brother?"
"..."
"Today at the bar, a woman tried to seduce me."
"..." Qing Yi frowned.
"And there’s also a man who was a total creep hitting on me." There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
"If you encounter those again, just fight back."
Seeing Qing Yi respond, the drunkard immediately became interested again, propped himself up and looked at Qing Yi:
"Fight who? The woman or the man?"
"Fight both!"
Qing Yi’s response made the drunkard very satisfied, but he still continued to say provoking words.
"Hit a woman? Can’t do that, what if she really likes me, that’s a romantic prospect."
Qing Yi opened his eyes and looked at the drunkard: "Being liked by such women, are you very proud?"
"Well, not quite... Mainly, I’m not so young anymore, should consider settling down."
Watching Qing Yi’s face sink, the drunkard was secretly pleased inside.
Qing Yi stared at the drunkard, almost unable to believe such words came out of his mouth.
That man who only wanted alcohol all day actually had thoughts of settling down.
After the shock, more came a sense of fear and panic.
Settle down.
He wants to settle down?
The drunkard didn’t realize he had said these things on a whim wanting to see Qing Yi jealous, yet it made Qing Yi flustered.