Ning Chengyuan couldn't help but raise his head and glare at him, "Then can I be in the same situation as you? If I don't act shamelessly, he might not even want to look at me!"
"So what are your plans?"
Ning Chengyuan thought about it bitterly and said, "I will shamelessly spend New Year's Eve with him this year!"
Su Huang: "... That's all you have to offer."
Because Zijin was still waiting for him to return in the Su Mansion, Su Huang did not dare to indulge in drinking too much as before. After having this meal with Ning Chengyuan, he said he was going back.
Ning Chengyuan understood that he was eager to return home, so he let him go without any embarrassment...
He was left alone in Lanyue Pavilion and got extremely drunk, then staggered back to his house.
By then, it was already dark.
The wind was blowing and it was snowing, which stung my face.
Ning Chengyuan's eyes were shaking and he vaguely saw a familiar figure sitting on the stone steps outside the mansion. He was stunned for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and walked over. When the person raised his head, he Then he was completely sure that the person on the stone steps was Xuan Jiu.
Ning Chengyuan stared at him drunkenly, with an unabashed lust in his eyes, and a dangerous light undercurrent.
But Xuan Jiu had no idea that when he saw Ning Chengyuan coming back smelling of alcohol, he frowned slightly and stood up, "Didn't you just come back from the war? Why did you go to drink..."
Ning Chengyuan approached him, breathing in the young man's clean breath, and said in a low voice smelling of alcohol: "Su Huang and I drank a little..."
"A little wine?" Xuan Jiu pursed his lips, obviously not believing his lies.
Ning Chengyuan laughed dryly, coughed somewhat uncomfortably and said, "Xiaojiu, my head hurts a little."
Xuan Jiu's expression was indifferent and she didn't mean to feel sorry for him at all: "Can it not hurt after drinking so much wine?"
Ning Cheng looked at him expectantly and said, "Can you cook me a bowl of hangover soup? I haven't seen you for a long time and I want to talk to you more..."
Xuan Jiu stood there for a while, then finally nodded and went in with Ning Chengyuan.
He was quite familiar with Ning Mansion, so he found the kitchen with ease, lit a lamp, and cooked soup for him.
Xuan Jiu originally wanted Ning Chengyuan to go back to his room and lie down for a while, but Ning Chengyuan refused and insisted on leaning at the kitchen door, staring at Xuan Jiu so blatantly...
Xuan Jiu's hands are so beautiful. The cuffs are turned up a little, revealing long and fair hands with clear knuckles and clean hands. They are not feminine at all, but they are very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Then when he lowered his head to cut the ginger, his expression was focused and calm, and he looked indifferent, but the light reflected his face, Xuan Jiu lowered his neck slightly, and his lips were red and his teeth were white. It was the look he liked every moment.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that the only sounds left were the sound of Xuan Jiu messing around in the kitchen, and his own increasingly heavy breathing.
He himself could feel how passionately he loved Xuan Jiu.
But he is still suppressing it, and he doesn't know when he will be relieved.
He couldn't help but think of Su Huang's smile, and thought about when he could smile like Su Huang. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't control himself.
Xuan Jiu just felt a gaze staring at him. He raised his head and saw Ning Cheng standing far away from the door, staring at him without hesitation and with an extremely aggressive gaze.