Chapter 17

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nShe picked up her glass and drank it.

nThen, she looked at the other cup in her hand. Her blank look was pretty and cute.

n“How could I forget that you can’t drink? I’ll drink this one for you, too.”

nWith that, she downed the other glass.

n“This wine is pretty good.” She smacked her lips.

nThe bright red wine seemed to have plated her lips with a crystal membrane, making them look crystal clear.

nHer alcohol tolerance was extremely low, and she usually did not dare to drink.

nBut, tonight, she feared nothing.

nShe could drink as much as she wanted.

nShe poured herself another glass. This time it was almost a full one. It went down her throat like water.

nAfter this drink, she felt light-headed.

nIt felt so good.

nShe cocked her head and looked at Fu Sinian.

n“Fu Sinian, if you wake up, you definitely won’t be able to accept such an arrangement, right? Yesterday, we were still strangers. Today, we’re legally married. Actually, I feel like I’m dreaming too.”

n“If you can wake up, we’ll definitely get a divorce. If you can really wake up, I’m willing to exchange ten years of my life!”

nShi Qian finished speaking and moved closer to him.

nThe girl’s warm little face was pressed against Fu Sinian’s chest.

nShi Qian listened to his heartbeat.

nOnce, twice. The rhythm was powerful.

nShe suddenly realized that such a sound gave her an odd sense of reassurance.

nAfter a long moment, she looked up.

n“Fu Sinian, your skin is so good. It’s like delicate and flawless porcelain.” Shi Qian couldn’t help but sigh.

nUnable to resist, she reached out and touched his cheek.

nIt felt good.

nThe girl’s warm breath touched his cheek with a hint of alcohol and an indescribable sweetness.

nIf it were a normal person, he would probably be on fire.

n“How can your eyelashes be so long? They seem fake. Some women don’t even wear fake eyelashes as long and thick as yours.”

nWith that, she couldn’t resist touching him again.

nNow she was inches from him.

nTheir breaths, one light and one heavy, were tangled together.

nShi Qian was too busy studying his eyelashes to notice that she was half on top of him.

nThis bunny was almost out of breath from the pressure of his chest.

nShe playfully tugged at his eyelashes again. After making sure they were all real, Shi Qian slowly got up.

nUnexpectedly, after holding on for too long, her arm suddenly went numb and she fell into Fu Sinian’s arms.

nCoincidentally, her lips met Fu Sinian’s!

nHer lips stung, and she immediately scrambled to her feet.

nThen she looked at Fu Sinian. His lips were also bruised. They were worse than hers.

nThey looked red and swollen.

n“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to!” Shi Qian apologized frantically.

nThe person in the bed didn’t react at all.

nShi Qian breathed a silent sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was a vegetable who couldn’t move or feel anything.

nShe rubbed her stinging lips as a thought struck her.

nWould he feel pain?

nInvoluntarily, she leaned closer and studied his swollen lower lip.

n“Shall I blow on it for you? It will stop hurting.”

nWith that, Shi Qian blew gently.

nThe wine-scented breath landed on his lips, richer and stronger than the wine.

nAfter a while, she stroked his forehead as if he were a child.

n“It’ll be fine. Is the pain gone?”

nHer eyes were glazed now.

nShe was drunk and unaware of it.

nHer eyes glanced at his body.

nThey had inadvertently landed somewhere.

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Chapter end