I Won’t Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

on the dining table.

This time, the dinner was not eaten at home, but in the restaurant of a five-star hotel under the Jiang family.

This is a hotel that Old Jiang likes. Usually, only his close friends and partners will ask to drink here. He insisted on inviting Xiao Siye to have dinner here, not only because of Xiao Siye’s relationship with Jiang Zhao, but also because Xiao Siyewas also the first person to find Jiang Zhao after he was in danger.

“Xiao Siye,” Old Jiang sighed deeply after the three rounds of wine, “This child in our family cause a lot of troubles and a bad temper. I will ask you to be more tolerant in the future.”

Jiang Zhao’s temple jumped, and his eyes glanced at Old Jiang – who has the most troubles and bad temper? I’m your son, right?

The old Jiang here, is pretending he is invisible.

Xiao Siye rolled his eyes: “You are serious, Xiao Zhao and I always tolerate each other when we get along with each other. And there are too many good things about Xiao Zhao, just taking one out, it is enough to cover up all his small shortcomings. ‌‌ Much better than you can imagine.”

Jiang Zhao coughed lightly, and pulled down Xiao Siye’s sleeve under the table again – it was a little sloppy, keep a low profile.

But Xiao Siye didn’t seem to feel it. He continued to count Jiang Zhao’s countless advantages in front of the Jiang family’s parents. His sincere tone and expression made people not see any trace of deliberate flattery, as if he is really praising Jiang Zhao sincerely.

Whose parent doesn’t like to hear their child be praised? Mrs. Xu and Old Jiang were naturally coaxed by him to the point where they kept making small talks throughout the meal. Jiang Zhao sat beside him and listened. He only felt that his face after practicing for many years was not thick enough.

A dinner that started at six o’clock in the afternoon and lasted till ten o’clock in the evening. Most of the time, it was a casual chat, which was enjoyed by the host and guests. Old Jiang, a person who usually doesn’t talk much, after drinking a little wine, also told Xiao Siye a lot of the dark history of Jiang Zhao’s childhood, and after hearing it, Jiang Zhao decided to report Old Jiang’s small treasury to Mrs. Xu.

After dinner, Old Jiang and Mrs. Xu were sent back by the Jiang family’s driver. Xiao Siye and Jiang Zhao also drove here, but he accompanied Old Jiang to drink liquor all night so he can’t drive.

Jiang Zhao originally wanted to call a chauffeur, but when he thought of his identity, he saw Xiao Siye, who was beside him with red cheeks. After a while, he sat down in the driver’s seat.

“Get in the car,” Jiang Zhao, said to Xiao Siye who was still standing outside the co-pilot’s door, “cherish the opportunity, I rarely give people a drive.”

Xiao Siye sat in the co-pilot, Jiang Zhao started the car skillfully, and when he turned his head, he found that the man didn’t move when he got in the car, a pair of amber eyes stared straight at him, just like the lost soul.

Jiang Zhao remembered the few bottles of liquor he and Old Jiang drank tonight, and felt a little helpless: “Old Jiang is a person who has gone to many wine shops. He asked you to drink it, and you really drink it sincerely?”

Xiao Siye blinked, and he did not know whether he heard or not.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Since Xiao Siye performed well tonight, he leaned over and pulled the seat belt on Xiao Siye’s side, and pushed his arm that was in the way: “Raise your hand, I’ll buckle it for you.”

Xiao Siye obeyed obediently. Jiang Zhao thought that he was quite obedient when he was drunk. He had just buckled his seat belt but was suddenly pulled directly into his arms.

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, the scent of soap poured into the tip of his nose, like clothes that had just been dried under the summer sun, so that the faint smell of alcohol was a little less annoying, and even smelled good.

But he hadn’t forgotten the current situation was, so he pressed Xiao Siye’s arm and tried to get up: “What are you doing?”

He pushed, but Xiao Siye looked at Jiang Zhao’s profile in his arms, suddenly lowered his head, and rubbed Jiang Zhao’s face with his own cheek.

“…soft.” He murmured.

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a while, and the tips of his ears started to get hot all of a sudden.

He pulled out of Xiao Siye’s arms involuntarily, and glared at him: “Are you drunk?”

Xiao Siye tilted his head, as if he didn’t hear what he was saying, and reached out to hold his hand as if he had to touch his skin to feel at ease.

Only then did Jiang Zhao confirm that Xiao Siye was really drunk.

It’s just that this guy is drunk, he’s even more clingy than Ergou.

Seeing that Xiao Siye was about to stick to him again, Jiang Zhao frowned and glared at him: “Sit down, I want to drive.”

Xiao Siye heard the words and seemed to be reprimanded by him. His amber eyes glowed with a layer of water under the moonlight, he looks pitiful:

“Then… can I hug you after you finished driving?”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Jiang Zhao: “From now on, you are not allowed to speak.”

Xiao Siye blinked his eyes in confusion.

Fortunately, although he was drunk, he was very obedient. He nodded and made a zipper motion on his lips.

Jiang Zhao looked at the road ahead with a cold expression. He followed the fast route and flew all the way back to Xiao Siye’s house in a short period of time, like a chauffeur with no emotion.

Only the tip of the snow-white ear has been dyed with layers of pink, hidden in the night, and no one can see it clearly.

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After the car was parked in the underground garage, it was only a few steps and an elevator ride from here to the upstairs, but Jiang Zhao felt that it was extremely long.

There is no other reason except the drunk Xiao Siye is… like a large koala.

Sitting in the co-pilot, he couldn’t survive, saying that Jiang Zhao didn’t hold his hand, so he didn’t want to leave. After Jiang Zhao took out all the patience in his life and held him like a kindergartener, he blinked again. With those extremely innocent eyes, he slowly hugged Jiang Zhao’s arm, then climbed up and wrapped his arms around the narrow waist.

Jiang Zhao felt the hot breath coming from behind him and felt that his anger was accumulating frantically.

Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator in the middle of the night, and the elevator here went straight to the owner’s house, so there was no embarrassment of meeting neighbors halfway through. Jiang Zhao half-dragged this thing all the way to Xiao Siye’s house. Xiao Siye had already put his chin on his shoulder from the back, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

“Unlock it.” Jiang Zhao urged him, pointing to the fingerprint lock on the door.

Xiao Siye hugged him and didn’t move his hand.

Jiang Zhao: “…Fuck.”

He forcibly pulled Xiao Siye’s hand and put it on the door lock, but as soon as the door opened, Xiao Siye’s hand quickly returned to its original position and tightened a bit.

Jiang Zhao began to think calmly if he fell on his back later, would he be able to get rid of this sticky plaster.

But in the final analysis, Xiao Siye drank so much wine at the dinner tonight to make his parents happy.

He could only sigh, adhering to his own sense of responsibility, he slowly dragged the man into the room, and after turning on the light, he slowly brought the conjoined body with him.

Immediately, the baby moved from the door to the sofa.

He brought Xiao Siye down onto the sofa, and Xiao Siye’s hand didn’t even let go of this big movement.

Jiang Zhao seemed to have lost his temper because of him: “You’re home, let go.”

The hot breath suddenly landed on the back of his neck, Jiang Zhao trembled, and his body seemed to have a burst of electricity.

He heard Xiao Siye’s low voice, wrapped in a strong and unspeakable emotion, like a flowering branch resisting a tangled vine:

“don’t want.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

He began to be moved with affection and reasoned: “Think about it, what would you do if the person you liked saw you hugging me?”

In Jiang Zhao’s experience, mentioning this kind of thing at such a time would usually cause quite a stimulus to the drunk, and maybe Xiao Siye would wake up suddenly, and then the man would let him go.

Jiang Zhao saw a producer who was on the crew before. He heard similar words from his ex-girlfriend when he was drunk. He hugged the trash can by the roadside and cried for three hours. It was the director who told him about that ex-girlfriend loudly. Having been married and having a child, the producer has just woken up and let go of the trash can.

Jiang Zhao finished speaking confidently, but the person behind him didn’t buy it: “It doesn’t matter.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

He racked his brains to think about his method of coaxing the drunk, and after pondering for a few words, before he could say anything, something warm and wet suddenly fell on his earlobe.

Jiang Zhao’s mind went blank for a moment.

——It was Xiao Siye, who licked his earlobe.

He suddenly burst out of anger from nowhere, and directly lifted Xiao Siye’s restraint and stood up abruptly.

Xiao Siye fell back on the sofa, looking at him with some confusion, but Jiang Zhao turned and pulled him by the collar and pressed him on the sofa with anger, so startled that the sleeping cat on the climbing frame raised her head: “What the hell are you doing?!”

At the moment just now, he suddenly understood something – Xiao Siye thought he was the person he liked.

As proud as his character, how could he possibly be a substitute? This feeling of suffocation made Jiang Zhao’s anger value soar directly to the peak. If he was a thermometer, the top might have exploded by now.

And Xiao Siye still looked at him blankly. After a while, he carefully wanted to hold Jiang Zhao’s hand.

Jiang Zhao dodged without hesitation, turned around, and left.

But he didn’t take a step when he suddenly heard a crackling sound behind him.

Jiang Zhao was taken aback but saw that Xiao Siye was also staggering to his feet, and brought down a large piece of things on the coffee table. There was also a glass in the middle that had been shattered on the ground, and Xiao Siye was supported by him. His hands are only a few centimeters away from the ground with broken glass.