Wang Jin also went from being expectant at the beginning to feeling sleepy.
After finishing the last bottle of wine, Wang Jin stood up and said, "Forget it, forget it. You are not drunk even after drinking all the wine. It seems that you are truly a person who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Let's go to bed."
Wang Jin pulled the man up, and the man stood up obediently with a dazed look on his face.
Wang Jin took two steps, but Yuan Heng did not leave. Instead, he grabbed Wang Jin and put his head on Wang Jin's shoulder.
Wang Jin was stunned. As soon as the man came close to him, he could smell the alcohol on him.
The strong aroma of wine made him almost drunk...
He supported the man, but the man staggered and fell on Wang Jin...
Chapter 50
Is this drunk
Wang Jin's eyes lit up, and he wanted to push the man up to take a closer look at him, but the man lay on his shoulder and did not move.
"Little brother..."
The hot air exhaled by the man sprayed on Wang Jin's neck, and goose bumps appeared on the sensitive area, and a tingling sensation spread.
The numbness spread upwards from that place, making Wang Jin's entire scalp numb.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and he snorted softly: "Hmm?"
“Little lunatic…” The man put his arm around Wang Jin and called him a different name.
The man often called him "little brother" and "little lunatic", but each time he called him that, there was always a hint of joking.
But his calls were different tonight, as if they were covered in honey and had a sticky taste.
Although he had clearly called out, Wang Jin always felt that the call was still lingering in the man's heart. He tossed and turned with a lingering feeling that made his heart ache.
Wang Jin felt hot all over.
The man must be drunk. He wouldn't be so sticky when he's sober.
"Ajin." The man changed his name again, straightened up crookedly, squinted his eyes and held Wang Jin's face, looked at him for a while, and suddenly hugged Wang Jin tightly in his arms.
"mine."
As if declaring his sovereignty, the man's arms were domineering, but his expression was like that of a child. He hugged Wang Jin tightly as if he was monopolizing the most precious thing in his heart and was afraid that someone else would snatch it away.
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, his heartbeat seemed to echo in his ears, making them ring.
Men are so disgusting when they are drunk...
Wang Jin buried his burning face in the man's arms.
The young man's intimate action was like a restless stone, leaping on the man's heart and stirring up ripples on the lake.
The man's heart softened. He tightened his arms and felt that the man in his arms was the best brother in the world.
He wanted to be good to him, to be good to him in every way.
The man pulled the boy in his arms and took him into the house.
Then he searched the house and piled up the fruits, meats and animal skins that were placed in every corner of the house in front of Wang Jin.
Wang Jingang was still nervous, and now he was a little dazed looking at the objects piled up like a mountain in front of him.
"Brother Heng, what are you doing?"
"Ice fruit from Snow Mist Mountain, bud fruit from the poisonous camphor tree, white jade fruit from the python cave, and honey. All the sweet fruit you like... are all for you to eat."
The man pushed a pile of fruits towards Wang Jin.
Although I knew that men would always prepare some fruits at home, I didn’t expect there would be so many!