C20 (1/2)

Everyone surrounded her with concern, but luckily Qin Yanmo only retched a little. He waved his hand to let everyone know that he was alright, and was set down. A waiter immediately served him a cup of hot water.

”You little brat, don't get drunk, how did you end up like this today?” He was not much older than Qin Yanmo, and the two of them had a good relationship with each other.

Hurriedly, he lifted the gown up. Director Wu left. Qin Yanmo sipped on the hot water with a stiff face, looking like he did not want any strangers to get close to him. Shi Mengxi did not dare to speak to him anymore.

Shi Xingcan expected that she would be drunk, but she didn't expect that she would be drunk to such an extent. After one round, one wouldn't even be able to walk steadily. She struggled out of the crowd, intending to go upstairs to rest.

Supporting himself against the wall, he walked into the elevator. It took him a lot of effort to press the button to the right floor. Shi Xingcan pressed the number on the room card and went along the corridor to find a room.

Lying on the bed, the door behind him creaked. A figure walked in and headed straight for the woman on the bed.

Qin Yanmo successfully got the room key to Shi Xingcan's room. He was even worried that she would pull the lock, but the little girl was so drunk that she completely forgot about this matter. Qin Yanmo sat beside her and reached out to caress her hair.

The woman's breathing was steady. She must have fallen asleep. Qin Yanmo slowly stroked her back and gently unzipped the dress.

Shi Xingcan snorted, she did not resist. Qin Yanmo's hand continued to invade, but in the next second, Shi Xingcan suddenly sat up.

”Xing Can?” Qin Yanmo jumped in shock, thinking that Shi Xingcan was about to hit him, but instead, he grabbed onto his shoulder.

Then he spat it out.

It didn't seem like Qin Yanmo was faking it. Shi Xingcan was really drunk, her black clothes were already in a mess. Qin Yanmo had no choice but to help her into the bathroom. He held her tight so that she wouldn't fall down.

”Xing Can? ”How do you feel?”

But Shi Xingcan didn't react at all. Qin Yanmo had to help her take off her tattered clothes first, then put on the hotel's nightgown. Shi Xingcan softly hung her on his body, holding her in one hand and pouring her a cup of warm water with the other.

”Come, drink it.” Qin Yanmo brought the cup next to his mouth, and Shi Xingcan took it.