Qi Yun slept for a while, and the effect of the alcohol was gone. Although she had a splitting headache, she still found that the environment she was in was not right, so she poked Fang Zhicheng with her arm. Seeing that he did not respond, she bent down and wanted to pull Fang Zhicheng up. As a result, Fang Zhicheng was too heavy, and her body was soft and weak. She could not gather strength after only half of it, and she pressed on Fang Zhicheng's chest decadently. Fang Zhicheng's strong masculine scent drilled into Qi Yun, and in an instant she felt as if something in her body was bitten by ants...
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yun struggled to get up from Fang Zhicheng's body, sighed, and sat up straight, at a loss. She only heard Fang Zhicheng's hoarse voice, "Water... give me water..."
Qi Yun stood up shakily, staggered to the outer room, poured a glass of water, put a jade hand under his neck, and carefully fed Fang Zhicheng the water.
Fang Zhicheng took two sips and said incoherently: "It tastes so good... It's just like this... If you give me two more sips... it will be even better!"
Qi Yun shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly. She patiently fed Fang Zhicheng two more mouthfuls. Fang Zhicheng turned his face away and fell asleep. Qi Yun sighed again and thought about sleeping on the sofa in the outer room for the night. At this time, Fang Zhicheng had a reaction to the water entering his stomach. He felt a cramp in his lower abdomen. He suddenly stood up, reached out to grab the trash can, and continued to vomit. Qi Yun hurried over and gently stroked his back to make sure he didn't suffer so much.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhicheng had just finished vomiting, and he reached out and held Qi Yun in his arms. Fang Zhicheng half-opened his eyes, unable to see who was beside him, and said with a smile: "Who are you? Why is there a fairy in my room?"
Qi Yun was caught off guard and lost her balance. She was pinned down by Fang Zhicheng. She wanted to yell, but she had no strength at all. She could only twist her body. Fang Zhicheng pouted and said, "Oh, fairy, are you shy? Don't be shy. I'll help you take off your clothes. Let me see what's so special about you..."
Qi Yun wanted to cry but had no tears. She could only warn him: "Fang Zhicheng, don't mess around!"
Fang Zhicheng was drunk and confused, immersed in his own world. How could he hear what Qi Yun said? He leaned over and laughed, "It smells so good... I'm dead... I'm dead..."
Qi Yun originally thought that Fang Zhicheng was going to commit violence against her, but when the "dead" sound disappeared, Fang Zhicheng actually stopped moving and made a slight snoring sound, as if he was really dead.
Qi Yun had seen many people get drunk, but she didn't expect Fang Zhicheng to be so funny after getting drunk. She gave him a displeased look, then moved out from under him.
Fang Zhicheng was lying on the bed in an awkward position, and he must have been uncomfortable sleeping. Qi Yun thought about letting him go back to his room to sleep tonight, but it was obviously not possible, so she went over to help him take off his shoes, and then untied his belt.
It took two or three minutes for Qi Yun to help Fang Zhicheng take off his clothes. Fang Zhicheng suddenly woke up again, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously touched his body, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and said, "Oh no, where are my pants..."
"I took off my pants so that you can sleep more comfortably..." Qi Yun explained with a wry smile as he stood beside her.
"Oh... you took it off..." Fang Zhicheng blinked twice and said in confusion, "Who are you? Why are you in my room..."
Qi Yun thought that Fang Zhicheng might have had his brain burnt by alcohol and couldn't even recognize people, so she continued to explain: "I am Qi Yun, you are in my room now..."
"Qi Yun... County Magistrate Qi, why did you come into my room? I must be dreaming." Fang Zhicheng smacked his lips and muttered.
Qi Yun thought to herself that Fang Zhicheng was really a drunkard, talking nonsense. She shook her head helplessly and prepared to leave decisively.
At this time, Fang Zhicheng grabbed Qi Yun, frightening her so much that she panicked and asked, "Fang Zhicheng, what do you want to do?"
Fang Zhicheng stretched out his finger, put it beside his hand, hushed it, and said with a smile: "Since it is a dream, then it should be okay for the relative county magistrate to kiss me, right? County magistrate Qi, in fact, I have always wanted to kiss you, but I have never had the courage. Today we happened to meet in a dream, why don't you let me know what I am thinking, how about it?"
Qi Yun shook her hands, but found that she couldn't get away. She said with a smile, "Fang Zhicheng, this is not a dream, you'd better wake up!"
Fang Zhicheng pointed at the tip of Qi Yun's small nose with his other hand and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Qi, you are going too far. You even scare me in my dream! I won't fall for it!" After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qi Yun into his arms.
Qi Yun took off her coat and put on a close-fitting thermal underwear. It was soft and tender to the touch. Qi Yun was shocked and pale. The drunkenness disappeared. The more she struggled, the stronger Fang Zhicheng became. Qi Yun never expected that things would develop to this point. She was uneasy and looked at Fang Zhicheng again. He closed his eyes and his face was drunk. I don't know if he was deliberately using the alcohol to tease me.
Qi Yun was helpless, so she reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Fang Zhicheng's waist. Fang Zhicheng cried out in pain, paused for a moment, patted his forehead, and said with a smile: "I forgot about the business, County Magistrate Qi, come on, let's kiss!" After that, he freed one hand and wanted to hook it around Qi Yun's neck.
Qi Yun took this opportunity to push Fang Zhicheng hard. Fang Zhicheng was caught off guard and took a few steps back. He barely stood still and said with a grin, "The County Magistrate Qi in my dream is not cold at all. He is even shy. Interesting, interesting..."
Qi Yun cursed him angrily, "You pervert!" and hurried out, trying to close the door. Fang Zhicheng had already rushed over and urged her, "Hurry up and kiss me. It would be bad if you wake up from the dream."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and Qi Yun was shaken away with great force and fell to the side of the coffee table. In panic, Qi Yun reached out and touched the fruit plate on the coffee table, hesitant in his heart, whether to wave his hand and hit it
Then she remembered that Fang Zhicheng had just recovered from a serious injury. If he was hit, he would have to be hospitalized again. Qi Yun was reluctant to do so. She thought about whether to go out and call for help. However, if the waiter saw this situation, it would damage the image of both herself and Fang Zhicheng...
Qi Yun's face was full of helplessness, she didn't know what to do... At this time, Fang Zhicheng pounced on her again, still with that frivolous smile on his face.
If it were a naive person, they might really think that Fang Zhicheng was drunk and was acting crazy.
Chapter 0229: The quilt cannot withstand the cold at five o'clock
“It’s a bit cold…”
Qi Yun felt a chill all over her body. She looked up at the young man opposite her and took a deep breath. She did not feel any rejection in her heart. The fruit plate in her hand slipped from her fingertips, perhaps because she was exhausted or couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Stop it!" Qi Yun advised softly, taking two steps back. She didn't believe that Fang Zhicheng was drunk and thought she was still dreaming. So she hoped Fang Zhicheng would wake up and act like a superior. She was the executive deputy head of Dongtai County, and Fang Zhicheng was her subordinate, so he should show respect to her.
Fang Zhicheng stared at the fierce look on Qi Yun's face, nodded and smacked his lips, saying, "That's right, it has a bit of the serious and cold flavor of County Magistrate Qi... This dream is a little too real! Hehe, but it can't scare me!..."
Qi Yun looked at Fang Zhicheng carefully and said hurriedly, "Fang Zhicheng, don't act crazy in front of me. I know you are sober and know this is not a dream. If you are rude again, I will call for help."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, and a little hesitant in his heart. He narrowed his eyes and said vaguely: "This is my dream, and I have the final say. You can call it, and if I think no one will come, then no one will come. If you don't believe me, try it?"
Qi Yun was speechless for a while, biting her red lips. If she really screamed, how could no one hear her? But Qi Yun didn't dare to shout, otherwise, what happened between the two of them would be known to many people. By then, not only would her image be damaged, but Fang Zhicheng... She was really asking for trouble!
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was not moved by any soft or hard words, Qi Yun could only retreat and whispered, "Fang Zhicheng, please sober up. We really can't do this. Otherwise, I don't know how to face you in the future..."
Fang Zhicheng staggered, humming something, and no one knew what he was saying, but the direction of his movement was extremely clear. Although he seemed clumsy, he kept getting closer to Qi Yun and trying to take advantage of her.
Finally, Qi Yun was forced into a corner again. She showed a helpless smile on her face. When Fang Zhicheng was about to approach, she tried her best to support him with her hands and asked softly, "Are you sure this is a dream?"
"Of course..." Fang Zhicheng nodded and smiled, "But this dream is more real than any other!"
Qi Yun sighed slowly, "I can give it to you... but you are not allowed to have such dreams again..."
Fang Zhicheng said vaguely: "Okay... okay..."
Qi Yun's arms went limp. Fang Zhicheng smiled and burped, saying, "Ah, is County Magistrate Qi's body so weak? I really want to sleep forever and hope this dream will never end."