Chapter 53 - Poke (2/2)

Qin Xu blinked a few times.

Jiang Yang felt uncomfortable being stared at like that and said with irritation: “Do you want it? If not, then forget it.”

Qin Xu heard this, and his eyes instantly brightened up. He obediently closed his eyes. The long eyelashes hanging from his eyelids casting a small shadow over his face and it trembled slightly with expectation.

Jiang Yang casually used his fingertips to touch him on his face and said: “Done.”

Qin Xu opened his eyes and he looked at Jiang Yang with bright eyes. He was very pleased and he no longer cried or threw a tantrum. Jiang Yang didn’t even need to pull him up. He jumped up excitedly and grabbed Jiang Yang’s hand before entering his home and closing the front door behind them.

Unfortunately, the effect of the alcohol was still there. Despite being spirited and excited, he still wobbled here and there and was unable to control his body. Before he was able to pull Jiang Yang into the bedroom, he had already collapsed.

Jiang Yang watched him suddenly fall to the floor and was shocked by it. He quickly went to support him and gave him a pillow to rest on before letting him lie on the ground. His eyes were closed, his face flushed red from the alcohol and his breathing was slow and calm.

Jiang Yang was originally worried that something had happened but after a moment of observation he realised that ——– he was just asleep.

The corners of Jiang Yang’s mouth twitched. He was rendered speechless. But since they had already stepped through the bedroom door, he should at least move him and throw him onto the bed. He stood by the bed and looked down from above at Qin Xu for a moment. The person lying below the bed had his brows furrowed in discomfort. He wouldn’t be surprised if he would do something crazy or vomit in the middle of the night, so Jiang Yang wasn’t comfortable with leaving him alone. Jiang Yang thought for a moment and decided that he should call home to let them know that he won’t be going back tonight.

When he hung up, Jiang Yang thought that it would be fine if he spent the night on the sofa in the living room. He scratched his head and prepared to head to the bathroom to wash up first. Just as he moved, he felt a small resistance. He looked back and found Qin Xu, with his eyes still closed, grasping tightly onto his clothes.

Jiang Yang had a very complicated expression on his face. When someone is not in a sober state, they tend to develop a sense of dependence and be as fragile as a nestling. With Qin Xu’s current actions, don’t tell me he’s treating me as if he’s his mum?

At the thought of this, Jiang Yang shook his head to throw the ridiculous thought aside. He then bent down and tried to pull Qin Xu’s arm off by his wrist.

Qin Xu, still in a half-asleep and half-awake state, unwillingly struggled a few times. He even tried to grab onto Jiang Yang’s hands but, because he was still under the effect of the alcohol, he wasn’t particularly strong, so Jiang Yang was able to free himself. With his hands now empty, he was a little upset. He mumbled a few words in complaint that Jiang Yang couldn’t clearly make out. Jiang Yang gave up trying to decipher his words and proceeded to skilfully rummage through Qin Xu’s wardrobe before pulling out some clothes to borrow and then heading into the bathroom.

The next day, the sun had risen very high and it’s golden sunlight lit up the sky. However, the curtains in Qin Xu’s rooms were still closed and his room remained dark.

The figure curled up in the bed let out a muffled groan presumably from the hangover and managed to force himself up. Qin Xu blinked a few times and patiently waited for his vision to slowly clear up. He then lazily let out a yawn.

At this moment he realised that there was another person lying beside him on the bed. Jiang Yang laid on the edge of the bed and, with furrowed brows and clear signs of tiredness on his face, he looked particularly uncomfortable.

Qin Xu was shocked for a moment. Why is Jiang Yang on his bed? What happened yesterday?!

Logically speaking, this wasn’t the first time they had slept on the same bed, so he shouldn’t be reacting so strongly. However, they had their reasons for it the last few times and this time he couldn’t remember what happened yesterday after drinking. He tried his best to remember but he could only recall little bits and pieces and wasn’t able to figure out what had happened. Not to mention, Qin Xu had his fair share of TV dramas and is an imagination king. Things like X after becoming drunk and other outrageous guesses would definitely be the first few things that come into his mind.

Awakened by his movements, Jiang Yang’s eyelids moved slightly and soon he also opened his eyes. He lazily sat up and let out an impatient yawn. The look he gave Qin Xu was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction. He said coldly: “Uncle, you’re finally awake? Thanks to you, I barely got any sleep last night. If you can’t drink don’t drink like that without any restraint. You were too loud.”

Didn’t sleep? Loud?

Qin Xu instantly started imagining all sorts of R18 images.

Fuck! Did I accidentally expose my devious thoughts?

But the truth is, Qin Xu had thought too much. He was already drunk to the point that he could no longer stand steadily so how could he doing something as laborious as that?

Last night, in order to take care of the drunk him, Jiang Yang had almost exhausted his entire years’ worth of patience. Every second and every minute, he had the urge to knock him unconscious or just kill him off. In the end, he managed to keep his reason and restrained himself. Jiang Yang felt that he was extremely merciful, and he could probably instantly become a saint if he wanted to.

Jiang Yang sleeping on the edge of the bed was also something that couldn’t be helped. It gave him the convenience of being able to just bend his arm over to push the other person down and wrap him up with his blanket into a ball whenever that guy tried to do something stupid.

After such an exhausting night and also being unable to sleep well, Jiang Yang naturally wasn’t in a good mood. He looked at him coldly before lying back down with his back turned to him, “I want to continue sleeping. You keep quiet.”

Qin Xu scratched his head. On his face there were still red sleep marks and a hint of shyness. He looked over at Jiang Yang’s back. Wearing his shirt, the shirt was slightly loose on him and a curved back peeked through at the bottom. As if he was suddenly possessed by a ghost, Qin Xu suddenly stretched his finger out and poked at the soft exposed flesh.

Jiang Yang: “……….!!!”