40 Just You (2/2)
An Xiaoning took a glimpse of the logo on the paper bag she was carrying. It was a luxury brand known for their expensive shirts. Indeed, it was his favorite.
”Thank you. Have you eaten?” asked Jin Qingyan as he took the bag from her hands and placed it atop the teapoy.
”I haven't, actually.”
”Take a seat and eat with us, then,” Jin Qingyan offered as he returned to his seat.
It seemed her arrival had greatly affected the ambiance. The initial chatter and boisterous laughter came to a halt, and everyone sat and ate quietly.
On the other hand, Long Tianze was continuously pouring everyone some liquor. The liquor they had that day happened to be Jin Qingyan's favorite, Dreamyanghe.
For someone like Mei Yangyang who cannot hold her liquor well, a glass of regular liquor would be enough to get her tipsy, let alone one like Dreamyanghe, which was sure to knock her out of her senses with just half a glass. However, noticing that everyone else was drinking, Mei Yangyang did not want to be a killjoy. Thus, she decided to have just a few drinks, which was rather intoxicating though she had already kept the amount minimal.
At least she could continue with the meal.
But after some time, they began toasting to Jin Qingyan again, and she could not help but have another few sips of the liquor. She prayed in her head not to embarrass herself again like she did the night before, but in reality, she was already drunk.
She was not the only one who was far from sober, though. Everyone else had also had one too many to drink throughout the course of dinner that evening.
Even An Xiaoning herself had guzzled down a significant amount of liquor.
Jin Qingyan was the only one who had managed to stay sober.
Mei Yangyang sprawled herself across the couch while Long Tianze laid on the other end of it. To the surprise of Ling Ciye, the liquor had managed to knock him out, and he occupied an entire couch all for himself. On the other hand, Jin Qingyue and Mo Li supported themselves against the couch. Even Chi Rui'er had not been spared. She sat by the dining table with her eyes closed and her chin resting on her hand.
”Young Sir, shall I prepare some broth to help them sober up?” asked Auntie Chen inquisitively.
”Not at the moment. You may go get some rest first, Auntie Chen. Please order them not to enter without my instruction.”
”Alright,” said Auntie Chen as she proceeded at once.
Jin Qingyan stood up and walked behind An Xiaoning. Hovering around her ear, he asked with a nibble on her earlobe, ”Are you drunk?”
The quick-witted An Xiaoning cocked her head slightly to face him. She began to sober up at the very instant that her lips brushed lightly against his face.
”A little.”
All of a sudden, he reached out to cup her chin with great force. The moment she felt the pain, An Xiaoning had no choice but to stand up while supporting herself with the chair. ”What are you doing, Jin Qingyan?” she hissed.
”Are you throwing a tantrum now?”
”So what if I am? And so what if I'm not? Are you going to say that I don't have the right to?”
”No, you do. But you already gave me a hard time for it. What else do you want?” he asked with his eyes fixed on her.
”Do you really think that's equal?”
”Why wouldn't it be?”
With a squint, she asked, ”Let me ask you a question. How many women do you have?”
”Just you, no one else,” he said with a mellow voice. He had carried her by her waist and lowered her onto the dining table. At that instant, the tableware fell to the ground with a loud and crisp thud.
An Xiaoning was shocked to her core. She asked him nervously, ”They're all here. What are you trying to do?”
”What am I trying to do? Don't you know the answer? You, of course,” he answered with a smirk.
”They'll come to, anytime. Do you actually have the guts to be intimate with me, right in the presence of Chi Rui'er?” she asked apprehensively. She had a feeling that he would not do so.
”What's there to be fearful of?” An Xiaoning felt her legs being wrapped around his waist as soon as he finished his sentence.