The wine cup in Tang YiJue's hand was taken away. Hearing Fu Xingchen's abnormally resolute words, he nodded.
After nodding his head, perhaps it was because he no longer had the support that tugged at his brain, his entire body collapsed onto Fu Xingchen's body.
Upon seeing this, the others felt that they had achieved their goal and allowed them to pass.
"..."
The driver carried the two back to the villa. During the game, Tang YiJue had helped Fu Xingchen stave off a lot of alcohol, which was why he was rather drunk.
Fu Xingchen stumbled and supported Tang YiJue home. He didn't know how many times he had been thrown on the way back to his room, but he had finally managed to put him on the bed.
The smell of alcohol on the two of them sobered Fu Xingchen up. She went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then came out with a wet towel and Tang Yijue's nightgown.
"Drunk like this, what happens when you show off." she said as she scrubbed his face with a towel.
When she was done wiping, she looked at the robe on the side and took a deep breath. Then, she shakily took off Tang Yijue's clothes.
She struggled to take off Tang Yijue's windbreaker, but was troubled by his T-shirt, which was unbuttoned.
However, seeing that his face looked extremely unsightly and his eyebrows were tightly knitted, she still steeled her heart and took it off for him.
She reached out a hand to help him undress, but suddenly felt dizzy and fell straight onto Tang YiJue's body.
Fu Xingchen fell heavily onto his body. He, who was drunk, could not help but groan.
"How are you? Are you alright? "
Fu Xingchen, who had just regained his senses, hastily tried to get up. He thought that he was being crushed, but he was caught off guard when his pitch-black, deep eyes met his own. He was unusually charming, bewitching.
Seeing that she was still pressing down on him, Fu Xingchen's beautiful face turned red. Luckily, after drinking the wine, his face was already flushed and he couldn't see anything.
"I …" Embarrassed, she did not know what to say.
Tang Yijue didn't seem to notice her awkwardness. He suddenly stretched out his hand to cover her face.
"Stars …"
Hearing his voice, Fu Xingchen thought that he had woken up. He was stunned and wanted to get up, but Tang Yijue didn't let her go. He reached out his hands, tightly holding her waist, and pulled her towards him.
"Ugh …"
Fu Xingchen opened his eyes wide, and Tang YiJue's beautiful face was reflected in his beautiful pupils. The slight touch of coldness on his lips was a reminder to him. The two of them pressed their lips together.
Perhaps it was because he had drunk some wine, but this kiss was different from the previous one. Tang Yijue was trying to absorb more of the sweetness.
When had Fu Xingchen ever attempted such a move on Meng Lang? He was completely muddle-headed.
The two had already switched positions.
Duchess Tang's kiss was so domineering that there was no way for Fu Xingchen to resist. She only felt as if all the air in her body had been sucked away by him, and she had lost all her strength.
"Stars …"
He called to her in a whisper, moving away from her lips.
Fu Xingchen greedily breathed in the air and opened his blurry eyes. His eyes met the vast and deep eyes; they were magnificent and extremely enchanting.
Seeing his eyes, Fu Xingchen's eyelashes trembled. The instant he lowered his head once again, he slowly closed his eyes.
When the kiss landed on her lips once again, it was completely devoid of gentleness and technique. Fortunately, this was also the first time that Fu Xingchen had ever kissed her. There was no comparison. His slightly cold kiss no longer stayed where it was, but gradually turned downward.
At this moment, Fu Xingchen, who did not know what was going on, only had one thought in his mind: Disordered nature after drinking alcohol.
Just when Fu Xingchen thought that everything would come to fruition, the person on top of him stopped his movements.
Puzzled, Fu Xingchen opened his eyes only to find that a certain man was already asleep.
He actually fell asleep?