Chapter 118 - How Could You Be So Foolish? (Part One)

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“Ugh…” With a sudden rush of stomach contents pouring straight from my mouth into the toilet, Chu Qitong, who was holding me back, frowned slightly and said, “Look at you. I told you to drink less, but you didn’t listen. Now you’re drunk as can be. Honestly…”

“Ugh…” I had no strength to respond. My mind swirled like countless stars twinkling chaotically, dizzy and disoriented, utterly lost as to which direction—north, south, east, or west—I was facing. Damn the banquet, damn the strong Maotai liquor! I had no idea that Chairman Hua and Minister Zhu Guangde could handle their drinks so well; nor did I expect the officials from the Hua and Zhu families at the feast to be such heavy drinkers. Truly, northern folks are different—drinking baijiu without even turning a shade red. How could a southern gentleman like me possibly stand a chance? At first, when I downed the first bottle of Maotai, I deliberately circulated my Ziyang True Qi to secrete some alcohol to counter the effects. But as I kept drinking, I lost count of how much I’d consumed. The secret of the Ziyang True Qi had long since vanished. I only knew I had collapsed onto a soft body and lost consciousness. Yet now, the violent turmoil in my stomach brought me back to slight alertness. I lifted my head and gazed at the hazy white light, then turned to see a beautiful, somewhat helpless face. Feeling my lips being gently wiped with a towel, I sank back into sleep.

“Hey, do you really intend to sleep here in the bathroom?” Chu Qitong sighed, looking at my drunken form slumped by the sink. Suddenly, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she playfully scolded, “You scoundrel, Xiao Qiang, how many times have you hugged me today? And you even dared to touch me just now… how shameless.”

“Water… water…” I instinctively licked my parched lips, eyes closed, barely managing to utter a plea for water. Chu Qitong, blushing, broke into a soft smile and teased, “Drinking water in the bathroom? Let’s go outside first, okay? Xiao Qiang, are you getting up? I can’t carry you anymore…” She tried several times to drag me up, but each attempt failed. A drunken person was indeed heavy—something Chu Qitong was experiencing firsthand for the first time.

“What should I do?” She looked troubled, helpless against my drunkenness. After pondering, she bit her lip and hooked one of my hands around her snow-white neck, summoning all her strength to hoist me up again. “Ouch, you’re so heavy… don’t sway, don’t sway. I’ll get you to the bed, then you can sway as much as you want.” She took tiny, laborious steps toward the bathroom door, my weight pressing down on her until her breathing grew rapid after only a few paces.

“Come on, come on!” she encouraged herself, teeth clenched, pushing forward. “I’m not letting you sleep in the bathroom tonight. Since you’re drunk, I have to take care of you, so you won’t accuse me of being a little witch… Hmph, even if I’m bad, you’re worse, you big scoundrel!” Saying this, she dragged my heavy body through the door and into the bedroom.

“Ah…” Just as she could no longer hold on and the big white bed appeared before us, she was elated, thinking she had succeeded in getting me onto the bed. But suddenly, her legs buckled, and with a soft cry, we both collapsed heavily onto the mattress.

“*Huff... huff…*” The strong smell of alcohol escaped my mouth in waves, brushing against Chu Qitong’s fair neck beneath me. The full weight of my body pressed down, causing her cheeks to flush with embarrassment. Being pinned down by a man was humiliating for her; she hurriedly tried to push me off and sit up, but discovered her whole body felt weak and limp, as if she secretly enjoyed the sensation.

“Water… water…” I muttered again incoherently. Chu Qitong’s face reddened even more as she whispered, “You’re pressing down on me like this—how am I supposed to get you water?” She struggled to push me while feeling an inexplicable heat coursing through her. Only then did she realize it was late at night, and the two of us were alone together in the room.

“Ah…” She lowered her lovely face in embarrassment, yet being under me, her face nestled deeper into my chest, which made her even more bashful. “Xiao Qiang, hmph, just wait until tomorrow—I’ll hold you accountable. But for tonight… since you’re so thoroughly drunk, I won’t pursue it.” Summoning her courage, she slipped off her white sneakers, revealing cute pink cotton socks, and used her feet to push against my abdomen, kicking me gently toward the edge of the bed. At last, her body was free.

Turning over, flustered, she tidied her slightly messy hair, her heart pounding wildly. The feeling of being pressed by a man stirred a chaotic storm in her heart—especially since it was the man she liked. She shyly averted her gaze, unwilling to look at me, and hurried to the water dispenser. Pouring a cup of water, she came back and gently pinched my lips, saying, “Drunken fool, here’s your water. Drink up.”

Seeing no response, she carefully tilted the cup to my lips and slowly poured water into my mouth. “Ah, why won’t you drink? Look, it’s spilling out.” But instead of the water going in, it trickled down my lips onto the sheets. She shot me a reproachful glance, then after a moment, blushed and said, “Fine, since you can’t drink on your own, I’ll help you… but you mustn’t wake up, okay?” Seeing me as unresponsive as a dead log, she seemed to steel herself. Quietly, she took a sip of water into her own tender mouth, then shyly pressed her lips against mine, feeding me mouth-to-mouth!

*Gulp, gulp…* The water streamed into my suddenly parted lips like a sweet spring. I greedily drank this unusual water, and without realizing what I was doing, I instinctively stuck out my tongue and began to suck at the source of the water!

“Mmm…” Chu Qitong’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. She could never have imagined I would start sucking on her mouth like that! Stunned by the sudden surprise, she soon melted against me, her whole delicate body going limp.

Meanwhile, I had no idea what was happening—I only felt a warm, fragrant little tongue enter my mouth, instantly recalling the sensation of kissing Su Xin. Combined with the warmth from the alcohol coursing through my body, I instinctively pulled Chu Qitong close, deepening the kiss.

Chu Qitong, who had just given me her first kiss, was completely lost in the moment. She had only meant to experience a simple kiss, using the water as an excuse. But unexpectedly, I kissed her back with such intensity. The overwhelming sensation sent a thrill through her like never before.

“Xin Xin… Xin Xin…” I mumbled, mistaking her for Su Xin in my drunken haze, stroking her beautiful figure. Tonight, Chu Qitong had dressed in a wine-red evening gown for the banquet. How could she not feel anything under my touch? Soft moans escaped from her lips; she was utterly lost, unaware of what would happen next. This unfamiliar feeling held her captive.

Suddenly, she felt a chill on her upper body and realized something was wrong. Quickly, she tried to push me away. “Xiao Qiang, no, we… we can’t do this…”

But I was completely convinced she was Su Xin and gazed at her with drunken longing. Smiling softly, I whispered, “What’s wrong? Don’t you love me?”

My words silenced her struggling almost instantly. She froze—yes, because of the deep affection in my eyes, because of my words, she suddenly felt surrounded by love. Even if it was only an illusion…

Every beautiful woman is clever, building impenetrable walls around her heart. Yet every beautiful and clever woman can also be foolish, willing to give everything for a man she loves deeply. At that moment, Chu Qitong was just like that. My words made her lose herself; all dignity, resistance, and struggle vanished in an instant. She silently felt my moist tongue glide over her delicate, pale skin, awkwardly cooperating with my actions…

“Xiao Qiang, I love you…” The firm voice came from her lips. As her body lay fully exposed, she shyly pulled the white sheet over her exquisite curves. I pressed down hard on her slender frame, savoring the enchanting scent unique to a woman, kissing every inch of her skin feverishly…

The room grew warmer. In this world of just the two of us, we felt each other’s rapid breaths and rubbed our bare bodies. One was a beautiful girl lost in love, the other a drunken man mistaking her identity…

“Ah…” With a painful cry, she bit down hard on my shoulder, holding my solid body tightly. Meanwhile, I was unaware of anything else—only the intoxicating, slippery sensation that made me feel as if I were on cloud nine, unable to stop.

The night was so beautiful, yet all such beauty is fleeting…