Shi Nuoxin’s heart was pounding, her face warm. She bit her lip and said, "Second Uncle, are you done with your drunken antics? Can you get up now?"
Song Yansheng raised an eyebrow. This little girl was quite composed. He gave a thin smile and said, "Not finished yet, but there’s no rush..."
After speaking, he straightened up. But when his hand left Shi Nuan’s waist, he wickedly pinched her.
Shi Nuan dared to be angry but dared not speak!
Both of them sat back in their seats, waiting for about five minutes before Chi Rui arrived.
Chi Rui was quite attentive and even brought hangover dicine.
As Song Yansheng took the hangover dicine under Shi Nuan’s urging, he said to Chi Rui indifferently, "So unnecessary!"
"..." Chi Rui gave an awkward smile but said nothing.
Chi Rui drove the two of them back to the Song Mansion. On the way, Song Yansheng indeed sensed the drunkenness.
In the past two years, he rarely got very drunk. Even at social events, no one dared to really force him to drink.
Tonight, he drank freely because he was in a good mood. Even though the beer didn’t taste very good, he still drank quite a bit.
Shi Nuan also noticed Song Yansheng’s fatigue and said to him, "Second Uncle, close your eyes and take a rest. I’ll call you when we get ho!"
Song Yansheng glanced at Shi Nuan, the warmth in his eyes making her unable to stare back.
He nodded with a smile and said, "Alright!"
Shi Nuan wanted to move aside to make Song Yansheng more comfortable as he slept.
But as soon as she moved, Song Yansheng grabbed her wrist. As she was puzzled, the man’s low, magnetic voice brushed her ear.
He said, "Nuannuan, can I borrow your shoulder for a bit?"
...
Could Shi Nuan say no? Of course not!
Even though she knew full well that Song Yansheng was intentionally trying to tease her.
After Shi Nuan nodded, Song Yansheng unceremoniously leaned over and rested his head on Shi Nuan’s shoulder.
Setting aside how Shi Nuan felt, Chi Rui, watching the scene from the rearview mirror, found the picture rather discordant.
A man over six feet tall, leaning on a frail, slender little girl for a nap.
Although they were a couple, the boss was really... too much.
Internally, Chi Rui criticized repeatedly, but at that mont, Song Yansheng, resting on Shi Nuan’s shoulder, was enjoying himself imnsely.
There was a light and pleasant fragrance on Shi Nuan, one he had never slled on any other woman.
Song Yansheng was lost in this aroma, his thoughts drifting far away, back to their first eting fifteen years ago.
Since it was nightti, the air conditioner in the car was off, and the window was half-open, allowing a cool breeze to gently brush against the face, creating a comfortable sensation.
Especially as the car left the city and headed toward the Song Mansion, the floral scents from the roadside wafted through the air.
Drawing people in irresistibly and making them lose themselves!
"Is your shoulder sore?"
Song Yansheng casually asked.
At that mont, he still had his eyes closed, leaning on Shi Nuan’s shoulder. His voice was deep and leisurely, softly reaching her ears.
Shi Nuan’s lips moved slightly, thinking to herself, if I say it’s sore, would you stop leaning? Probably not!
Otherwise, why would you ask? You could just sit up, right?
So she said, "It’s okay... I can handle it!"
After hearing this, Song Yansheng softly replied "Mmm" and then nuzzled his fluffy head closer to Shi Nuan’s neck, saying, "Then please bear with a little longer, it should be under five more minutes before we reach ho!"
Shi Nuan: "..."
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