She was drunk, but he was sober, with the last sliver of reason remaining, making it impossible for Xue Xi to satisfy her request no matter what. Even if the string of reason is about to snap.
"En." He looked at the person in his arms forbearance, agreed in a low voice, and said to her, "Let go of your hands first, and I will carry you into the bathroom."
Zhou Yizhi looked up at him, and his heart was overjoyed. Could it be true that his brother couldn't resist the temptation, did he agree to himself? Her face suddenly burned a little. She is the one who plays hooligans, but she is the one who really wants to take action, and the one who is so nervous that her heart is pounding. She looked at Xue Xi several times, and then slowly and reluctantly let go of the arms around his waist.
Zhou Yizhi lowered his arms, knelt down on the bed docilely, raised his head and whispered, "I don't like wet hair, help me wrap it up with a shower cap later..."
But before he finished speaking, Xue Xi suddenly picked up the white duvet next to her and wrapped it around her body. Before Zhou Yizhi could respond, he was gently pushed down on the bed. Then, wrapped in the duvet into a silkworm chrysalis, his hands and feet moved. no. The elder brother carried her horizontally together with the duvet, and placed her in the center of the bed, which was very symmetrical, leaving the same bed area on the left and right.
The charming atmosphere suddenly dissipated completely.
Zhou Yizhi: ...
The red color on Xue Xi's ears faded a little, heaved a sigh of relief, straightened up, and said to her, "I'll ask Aunt He to help you take a bath."
Zhou Yizhi was struck by lightning!
Could it be that his posture just now wasn't attractive enough? Or is the tone of speech not ambiguous enough? After making such a big circle by himself, he still wanted to invite Aunt He in the end? ! Isn't my brother a young man with a lot of blood, even if he has a little thought for himself, he can't be so tolerant, right? !
Zhou Yizhi stared straight at his brother, wanting to say something else.
But my brother seemed to be afraid of hearing something terrible from her again, so he didn't dare to look at her anymore, and hurriedly closed the door and went out.
It just went out like this.
Soon there was the sound of going downstairs and the sound of a phone call.
"..."
Lying on the bed, Zhou Yizhi stared at the ceiling, her heart was broken, and she didn't bother to struggle any more, so she was just wrapped in the duvet, waiting for Aunt He's arrival disheartened. If it wasn't for the limited conditions, Zhou Yizhi even wanted to knock on the wooden fish.
Aunt He had already gone back, but came over in a hurry after receiving a call from Xue Xi.
She opened the door and entered, and the first thing she said when she saw Zhou Yizhi was shock: "Miss, how much have you drunk?! This is the first time I've seen you drunk!"
Zhou Yizhi had already become numb to her elder brother's behavior as a monk when she was a teenager. She raised her eyelids, didn't want to talk, and continued to pretend to be asleep. So Aunt He didn't care about why Zhou Yizhi got drunk after drinking a glass of red wine, she hurriedly adjusted the water temperature, and helped her to take a bath. The dense mist rose, dissipating the little smell of red wine on Zhou Yizhi's body, replaced by the aroma of baby shower gel.
After taking a bath, she changed Zhou Yizhi into clean pajamas, and Aunt He tucked her four quilt corners for her. There was a knock on the door outside the room, and Aunt He got up to open the door.
Zhou Yizhi lay unlovely, like a dead fish broken in love, but he couldn't help but quietly opened one eye.
Aunt He had a conversation with her brother at the door. It was my brother who went downstairs to cook the hangover soup and brought it.
Hangover soup has always been unpalatable.
Zhou Yizhi quickly buried his head in the quilt and tightly closed his mouth.
Aunt He glanced at the rolled-up quilt, and said to Xue Xi in a low voice: "Miss just finished taking a bath, she should feel drowsy now, so there is no need to drink this sobering soup, just let her sleep well." All right."
Xue Xi glanced over the top of Aunt He's head, and glanced into the room, and sure enough, she saw that the arched quilt was motionless, and she seemed to be drowsy.
Only then did he nod his head, and told Aunt He, "I'll go and put away the corkscrew, and she won't be allowed to drink anymore."
Aunt He also had lingering fears. She never thought that the young lady had never been drunk before, but now her physique has changed as she grows older.
She nodded and said to Xue Xi, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"This is a cup of honey water." Xue Xi handed another cup to Aunt He, and said, "Put it on her bedside, maybe you will be thirsty later?"
Aunt He took the honey water, turned around and went back to the bed, put the honey water on Zhou Yizhi's bedside, and tucked Zhou Yizhi in the quilt.
After Zhou Yizhi heard her brother delivered the hangover soup and honey water, she gently closed the door and left. She was so angry that she wanted to kick her legs, but since Aunt He was here, she still quietly pretended to be asleep.
I don't know how long Aunt He sat there. After confirming that she was safe, she turned off the light for her, leaving only one bedside lamp, and walked out of the room lightly. It was already late now, and Aunt He would definitely not be able to return to her own home tonight, so she could only sleep in her room on the first floor of the villa.
Zhou Yizhi couldn't sleep, maybe it was because of drinking alcohol, his cheeks were hot, or maybe it was because Xue Xi got angry because he had a heart attack because he didn't succeed in what he wanted to do. She hugged the quilt and tossed and turned, looking at the faint moonlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains, feeling as depressed as if she had eaten a piece of Coptis chinensis.
It is impossible for her to confess first, the uncertainty is too great.
With my brother's character, if he doesn't like me, after being confessed by him, he will definitely feel uncomfortable and leave the house.
She has to figure it out slowly——
Zhou Yi kicked the quilt away with one foot, no, it can't be done slowly at all! Not to mention how many people in the school are waiting to confess their love to her teenage brother, just say that her brother swayed in front of her all day long, smiling softly at her, and she couldn't stand being disliked by her brother for too long. . With her impatience, let's give up the word "slowly".
Then continue to rush on
But just now he teased his brother so much, and he was unmoved, what else could he do
Drunkenness can only be done once. In the future, brother probably won't let him drink anymore. It's a pity that it will end like this tonight.
Zhou Yizhi couldn't help pulling at her hair.
Xue Xi didn't fall asleep either, he sat on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, picked up a book, but his fingers stayed on the pages, but he didn't turn a page for a long time. After a while, he breathed out a low breath, rubbed the center of his brows, turned off the light, lay on his back on the bed, and looked at the ceiling quietly.
She can't be allowed to drink in front of anyone anymore, Xue Xi thought to himself.
This side is fine if he sees it, and cannot be seen by others.
He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but the blood in his whole body seemed to be ignited, burning, and her voice, "Is it pretty?" repeated in his mind.
Xue Xi took a breath and sat up, but at this moment, the door was pushed open gently.
He froze for a moment, then turned on the bedside lamp, and the faint yellow bedside lamp illuminated the girl who wobbled in with her pillow in her arms.
"What's the matter, can't you sleep?" Xue Xi asked.
Zhou Yizhi's eyes were closed, and at first glance she looked like sleepwalking, but upon closer inspection, she seemed to have not sobered up, her cheeks were still flushed with drunkenness, she staggered to his bedside, and then opened her eyes. With foggy and watery eyes, he climbed onto the bed whimpering.
Xue Xi thought she was crying and became even more nervous.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhou Yizhi climbed onto his bed and threw one of his pillows down.
Xue Xi: ...
Although Zhou Yizhi was drunk, her actions were precise. She put the pillow she carried next to his pillow, then lay down involuntarily, looked at him dimly, and said "I am Where am I, why are you still turning on the light, don’t you sleep?” look.
Before Xue Xi figured out what she was going to do, she had already pulled the quilt domineeringly and covered herself up.
Xue Xi: ...
It never occurred to him that she had finished taking a bath and slept for a while, but she hadn't sobered up yet.
Where is this wine a fake wine? It has too much stamina.
Xue Xi looked at her helplessly, bent over to pick her up and send her back to her own room.
But at this moment, she rolled on him, hooked his collar with both hands, and pulled him down.
Zhou Yizhi's strength is actually not that great, Xue Xi is a boy around 1.8 meters tall, so being pulled by her like this, his body will not shake.
However, she was lying on the bed, relying on gravity, and the bed was already unstable, the taller the boy was, the more unstable he was, and because he was afraid of crushing her, he subconsciously took a step back, so he staggered and fell on the ground the other side of the bed.
Xue Xi supported the bed with his elbows, trying to get up, but Zhou Yizhi rolled over again.
She hugged his waist tightly, and on the basis of the old move, she added legs.
She pressed on him with hands and feet.
The two hugged each other on the side of the bed.
Xue Xi's blood was rushing all over his body, he was so stiff that he didn't know what to do, his hands were raised out of thin air, he didn't know where to put them.
"Yizhi, go back to your own room and sleep." After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice.
Zhou Yizhi rested her head on his chest, and she didn't know if she heard it. She was drunk, so she probably couldn't listen, but she groaned.
Xue Xi's body was tense, and he raised his head to listen, only to hear what she said was cold.
Xue Xi had no choice but to pull over the quilt on the side and cover it for the two of them.
The quilt was only pulled up to his waist, just exposing Zhou Yizhi's head buried in his chest.
Zhou Yizhi quietly opened her eyes, and found that her brother's shoulders and arms were exposed. Although there was a heater, it was still very cold in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, so she quietly climbed up a little bit, letting her body His shoulders were at the same level as his brother's, and before Xue Xi got up, he quickly entangled his hands and feet like an octopus.
The head continued to rest on the boy's neck.
By the way, he also pulled up the quilt and covered their shoulders.
The night was quiet, there was no sound, only the moonlight came in through the curtains.
Zhou Yizhi could clearly hear the beating of his heart.
"boom"
"Bang, bang, bang"
She raised the corners of her mouth and rubbed her face against his neck. Xue Xi's breathing became heavier.
After a while, he felt that the girl was falling asleep in his arms, and finally couldn't help getting up slightly, wanting to send her back to the room.
But just after leaving, Zhou Yizhi suddenly covered his face with one hand and began to sob.
Xue Xi was taken aback, and grabbed her wrist: "Why are you crying?"
The girl seemed to be having a nightmare, her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes moved slightly.
He lay back again.
Zhou Yizhi stopped crying bluntly, and continued to hug his waist tightly.
Xue Xi tried to stand up again——
"Woooooo..." Zhou Yizhi began to sob again.
Xue Xi didn't dare to move at once, and he lay back stiffly, allowing himself to be used as a pillow and pressed down with hands and feet. His blood flowed quickly, rushing to the top of his head, making the part of his waist that was hugged by Zhou Yizhi's hands feel numb, like an electric shock.
The person in the arms was very honest, just hugged him with soft arms, wrapped around him, buried his head in his neck, but didn't move around.
Xue Xi looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, knowing that this was wrong.
She knew that she was drunk.
Maybe wake up the next day raging.
But he failed to make up his mind to push her away for the third time.
He was in deep trouble, almost unable to control his possessive heart.
Zhou Yizhi felt that her brother finally stopped trying to pack her up and sent her home, so she relaxed, and she muttered, "Headache..."
The boy lying on the side immediately turned around slightly, stretched out a hand, landed on her temple, rubbed it lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Is it better?"
Zhou Yizhi squinted his eyes comfortably, and moved closer to him: "Mmm..."
She was wearing long-sleeved pajamas, but he was wearing short-sleeved pajamas. His skin had the unique dry and frosty smell of a young man. The warm fingertips massaged her forehead and sideburns, powerful and gentle, very comfortable.
Zhou Yizhi felt that there was no warmer place than this.
In winter, the wind beats against the window, the warm and dry quilt, and the young man's clean and pleasant smell.
She curled up beside him like a small animal warming herself.
When she climbed onto her brother's bed, she wanted to "attack in a hurry", but for some reason, she couldn't help dozing off after being rubbed on her forehead by his fingertips.
In the end, he hugged the boy's strong waist and fell asleep comfortably.
Zhou Yizhi never slept more soundly than this night, and even had some sweet dreams.
However, she woke up in her own bed the next day.
When he just opened his eyes, Zhou Yizhi looked at his room, and even suspected that last night he climbed into Xue Xi's bed while drunk and stalked him to sleep, it was just a dream he had last night.
But after she rubbed her head and washed her head, she went out of the room, saw the opposite door opened, and the boy came out, her eyes fell on her for a second, and she immediately glanced away, there was an imperceptible blue in her eyes When it happened, she could immediately conclude that it wasn't a dream, she had indeed done it recklessly.
It should be in the early morning when he fell asleep that his brother sent him back to the room.
Although Zhou Yizhi felt sorry for his brother for not sleeping well, but seeing his eyes not lingering on his body, his mood suddenly brightened.
She smiled and said: "Good morning."
Xue Xi nodded and went downstairs with her.
It was another foggy weather, but there was a little sunshine. The morning light came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant and fell on the stairs. Zhou Yizhi looked at Xue Xi who was walking in front of him, and asked, "By the way, brother, I seemed to be drinking alcohol last night. Drunk, didn't do anything embarrassing, did you?"
Xue Xi paused, and said calmly: "No, Aunt He took a bath for you, and you fell asleep."
Zhou Yizhi asked inexplicably, "Ah? Where did you sleep? Did I fall asleep on my bed?"
Xue Xi didn't change his face and his heart beat: "Yes, otherwise, where else would it be?"
Zhou Yizhi looked at him, and suddenly said: "Brother, why are your ears so red?!"
The boy's tall back immediately stiffened.
Xue Xi touched his ears subconsciously, and it was indeed a little hot.
But he has been calm all night, so he shouldn't be still red.
His Adam's apple twitched and was about to say something when Zhou Yizhi suddenly blinked again and said slyly: "Oh, no, I saw it wrong, just now the light refracted by the glass fell on your earlobe."
Xue Xi: ...
She panted heavily, Xue Xi's heartbeat almost stopped.
Xue Xi collected himself, and said to her in a deep voice, "No drinking from now on."