Chapter 39 V2 : Drunk (1/2)

“Sor…sorry! Sorry!” Shi Fengju was taken by shock and he frantically got up. Even to his cousin whom he grew up with, he had never been so intimate with her before, so how could he be discourteous towards Sang Wan?

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“Young Mistress! Are you asleep? This servant has brought some soup to help sober Young Master!” A crisp knock and a loud call could be heard from outside the chamber.

The two who were together on the bed was feeling awkward and embarrassed. But because of the sudden voice that rung from outside the chamber, it startled them and their behavior changed! Although Shi Fengju had sobered up, he still lacked the strength. The sudden surprise caused him to lose control of his body and not only was he unable to get up, he fell amorously on Sang Wan. In a single swoop, his lips landed exactly on hers.

The touch was light and soft which warmed their hearts but the two could not help but become stunned.

Glossy and smooth was all Shi Fengju felt. His mind had been completely overtaken and he subconsciously sucked at her lips.

“You! Let go!” Sang Wan was taken by shock and embarrassment that her face was as red as a tomato. With a sudden rose in strength, she pushed Shi Fengju away.

‘Bang’, Shi Fengju was caught off guard and he fell to a side, hitting hishead hit at the head of the bed. “Ouch!” He could not help but gave a loud cry.

“Young Mistress?” Outside, Zhide heard a sudden noise from within and raised her voice, “What happened?”

“Nothing, absolutely nothing!” Sang Wan sat up feeling both aggrieved and angry as she glared at Shi Fengju. Hurriedly, she tidied her attire and uniformed her breathing before answering, “Wait a moment, I’ll be out soon.”

Having said it, she slid the door slightly and received the tray from Zhide before smiling, “I’ll take it from here, you can return and rest!”

Zhide was a little hesitant but nodded and smiled, “Then, this servant will be leaving now!”

Sang Wan nodded and quickly shut the door again.

If not for Nanny Li who might claim that she was being uncaring towards Shi Fengju for not giving him a soup to sober up, Sang Wan was actually unwilling to open the door.

She placed the hangover soup on the table and spoke with her back facing Shi Fengju, “Lord, come and drink this.”

From the push and the knock in the head, Shi Fengju was already close to being fully sober. Thinking back at his absurdness, he found it somewhat embarrassing. But since Sang Wan had given him face, it would be insensible of him to be angry, and so he gave a slight cough before struggling to get out of bed. Awkwardly, he spoke, “You can go to sleep first. About just now…I’m sorry!”

It would have been better if he did not mention it, but now that he had said it, Sang Wan felt awkward and her heart could not help but be aggrieved. Hanging her head low without a word, she avoided him and returned to bed. Shi Fengju could not help but look back at where she was, the curtains were already pulled and were fluttering as they obstruct his gaze.

Immediately, he felt disappointed.

He remorsefully patted his head a few times: Just what was with tonight? I must’ve been possessed by a ghost! We’ve already stated clearly to be a fake couple, so why did I take advantage of her?

However, thinking back at her angry and pretty face, that breath that was warm and soft to the touch, Shi Fengju’s heart was once again swayed. In the depths of his eyes exposed a sense of affection and his lips curled to show a smile which even he was not aware of.

After finishing the hangover soup, he sat in front of the table. He had wanted to wait until he was a little more clear-headed before laying the mattress in fear that he might wake her up due to his carelessness, but who would have known that he would fall asleep the moment he rested his head on the table.

The woman who was behind the curtain actually did not sleep well. Thinking back at that complex feeling she had, there was a strange sweetness which she could not describe with words, but beneath that sweetness had both sourness and roughness.

That person, just what did he take her as? His actions just then, were they sincere or casual? But whichever it was, he deserved a beating for it!

After all, he never intended to be with her until death, no?

Although Sang Wan was furious at Shi Fengju, the thought of her pushing him away which resulted in him hitting his head made her guilt-ridden. But seeing him able to walk to the table to drink the hangover soup, he seemed alright to her! If his head had bled from the hit, or anything else, Nanny Li and Mother-in-law would definitely rip her open alive! Still, at least he was generous enough to not fuss with her over it.

If he were truly furious and intended to quarrel with her, the one at a loss would still be herself.

Now thinking about the agreement between them, just what was the basis of it? Wasn’t it largely based on his character! If he refused to follow with the promise while acting as if nothing had happened and once again return to his cousin’s side to become inseparable, there was really nothing she could do! After all, he was her ‘husband’!

The more Sang Wan’s heart rub, the messier her thoughts became. But as of now, she did not know how she should face Shi Fengju. Twisting and turning, she could not sleep at all.

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Her surroundings were quiet, and there was not a sound of him opening the cupboard and laying the mattress. Finally, Sang Wan could not take it any longer and she gently pushed a corner of the curtain to take a peek. There, she saw Shi Fengju sound asleep with his head on the table. The sight lightened her mood as she found it funny and quickly wore a robe over herself before she softly getting out of bed.

Taking into account that he was drunk, she no longer fussed over the matter anymore. If she were to let him remain sleeping in such an uncomfortable position, who knows whether he would wake up the next morning with a neck ache and become extremely annoyed? If that were to happen, then it would be a disaster.

Sang Wan helped him lay his mattress before going over to shake him a little, “Lord! Lord!”

“En? Is it morning yet? Is it time to get up?” Shi Fengju vaguely raised his head.