Translator: Yunyi
Song Yaoyao was startled and quickly pushed him away. "Gege, don't sleep yet, you have to take a bath!"
"Okay..."
He nodded and sat still.
Song Yaoyao: "..."
It seemed like he was really drunk.
It was even worse than last time.
...
She first went into the bathroom to put in the hot water, then patiently took Huo Yunque's hand and walked him in.
"Take a bath."
Song Yaoyao was worried, so she reminded him again.
The man leaned against the sink and nodded.
Song Yaoyao was relieved. She went out to tidy up, then turned around to see that Huo Yunque had not come out yet. She bit her fingers and hesitated for a while. Then, with a red face, she walked in step by step.
She opened the door a little bit and said, "Gege, are you...errr..."
Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes in confusion, looking at the man who still looked the same as when she left. He leaned against the sink, holding a change of clothes in his hands.
The bathroom was filled with water vapor, slightly soaking the man's hair.
The hem of his white shirt hung lazily. His feet were bare, and one of his legs bent slightly. The side of his face was exquisite and straight, like a sculpture.
If he wasn't breathing... Song Yaoyao would have been scared to death. She patted her face speechlessly.
She kicked off her slippers and walked over barefoot, tugging at the man's sleeve.
"Gege, take a bath! What are you doing? Ah..."
Just as she approached, the man who was in daze stretched out his long arm and pulled Song Yaoyao into his embrace.
It was as if he was hugging a large doll. His chin rested on her shoulder and he muttered, "My head hurts."
Song Yaoyao's heart softened. She nodded quickly and comforted him softly, "I know, I know. When you're done washing up, I'll give you a massage, okay?"
"Mm..."
"Then let me go first."
"Mm..."
"Let me go!" Song Yaoyao tried to communicate with the man.
Huo Yunque's eyelashes fluttered as if he was thinking. A few seconds later, he opened his thin lips. "No..."
Song Yaoyao: "..."
In the end...
The water in the bathtub turned warm.
Song Yaoyao could only stay in the man's arms as she stood on her tiptoes and unbuttoned his shirt.
At this moment, Huo Yunque seemed to have become obedient again.
He did what he was told to do.
For example...
"Raised your head.
"Open your hands.
"Aiya, let go of me first, belt, belt..."
Song Yaoyao promised that when she was drenched in sweat after being tormented by a drunkard, she would not have any ambiguous thoughts or romantic thoughts in her mind.
Because...
It all turned into sweat!
After struggling with the man for nearly half an hour, she finally managed to coax him.
Fortunately, the drunk Huo Yunque did not make any noise or retaliate. In fact, he was abnormally cute. Song Yaoyao took a deep breath before pushing the man into the bathtub. Just as she was about to straighten her back and rest for a while, her vision became blurry...
Splash!
Water splashed everywhere. Song Yaoyao fell headfirst into the man's arms and lay on top of him like an octopus.
"Ack...Pfff!"
She swallowed some water and glared at him in embarrassment. "Gege! What are you doing?"
"Let's take a bath together."
Song Yaoyao sat up with great difficulty and held the man's face with both hands as she stared at him. He was still as serious as before. His eyelashes were half-closed and he spoke in a serious manner.
His tone was not the slightest but flirtatious.
Obviously, he was really drunk...
But even when he was drunk, he did not forget to act like a hooligan! Just what kind of damn talent was this?
"Wash up first! Stop fooling around!"
Song Yaoyao pinched his earlobe and climbed out of the bathtub, her entire body drenched.