Tong Yan's body stiffened, and she reflexively wanted to push him away. Shi Jinyang suddenly made a move that surprised her.
He wrapped his arms around her body and held her against his chest. He rubbed his head on her thin shoulder and smelled the breath in her hair with infinite attachment. His voice was filled with alcohol. He looked particularly hoarse and magnetic, "Don't move, just let me hug you!"
"Who are you hugging?" Tong Yan asked reflexively, thinking that he had drank too much tonight.
Seeing as he was drunk, she didn't have to argue with him about his current behavior.
However, Tong Yan didn't want him to even know who the person he was holding was.
Shi Jinyang ignored her, hugged her tightly with his arms, buried his handsome face in the crook of her neck, and rubbed gently against her skin.
"Shi Jinyang, who am I?" Tong Yan asked again.
Shi Jinyang didn't know whether he automatically blocked her words or whether he really didn't hear her and still hugged her.
His posture was very intimate, as close as if the two were not ordinary friends, but the closest lovers.
But, why did he treat her like this
Tong Yan did not have any close relationship with him. She knew that he was drunk, but when a man was drunk, why did the woman suffer
"Shi Jinyang, go back when you wake up!" Tong Yan turned her head sideways, looked at him steadily, and reminded her again with an expressionless face.
"It's very noisy." Shi Jinyang turned over, scratched his ears, and murmured back to her.
His tone seemed a bit disgusting.
Tong Yan's face froze.
He was in her room now, sleeping on her bed, and he still disliked her
"Shi Jinyang, do you know who I am?" With a cold face, Tong Yan once again repeated the question she had always cared about.
Shi Jinyang raised his drunken face and fixed his eyes on hers. He looked at her with his penetrating eyes, as if he was pondering her question.
With him like this, Tong Yan's heart suddenly sank.
In the world of women, silence has always represented acquiescence and denial.
Not answering immediately means hesitating.
Did he think of her as a "she"
Just as Tong Yan's face was about to darken, the man who had been silent before suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.
His smile is particularly bright and prettier than that of women.
His big hand rubbed her head, just like he used to rub her when she was a child. His tone seemed helpless, "Silly girl, you really thought I was drunk!"
Silly girl, this is his special name for childlike face.
Although he didn't call often, Tong Yan was very sure that he had never called Fang Chixia that way.
That kind of address with a touch of endearment and some indulgence, that kind of tenderness that seemed to overflow with water when he looked at her, he often showed it to her when he was a child.
Tong Yan was startled, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.
"I'm already drunk!" She replied to him speechlessly, and sat up. "Wait, I'll get a towel to wipe your face."
Shi Jinyang was never one to be manipulated by others, but tonight he listened to her specially.
"Okay!" He replied vaguely, staring at her with a smile on his lips.
Tong Yan went to the bathroom to get a towel and dipped it in some warm water. She put it in a basin and returned to the room. She sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his face.
Shi Jinyang lay flat on his back, letting her do whatever she wanted the whole time.
Tong Yan helped him wipe it carefully, not sparing his face, neck, hands, arms, and even his fingertips.