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Shu Ran held his hand and walked back, her other small hand covering his eyes, never leaving for even half a second. The unique fragrance from her palm lightly filled his senses.
He indulged in the sweet scent, relishing the exquisite touch of her warm, soft hand.
This unconscious intimate gesture quietly revealed something.
He followed her step by step, smiling leisurely and slowly.
It wasn't until they reached the entrance of the Banquet Hall that Shu Ran finally stopped, gently lowering the hand that had been covering his eyes.
His deep, dark eyes opened wide in an instant, looking at her flustered expression with a teasing smile, he asked deliberately, "What am I not allowed to see?"
"Um..."
As soon as he mentioned it, the fiery scene he had just witnessed flashed back into his mind, causing Shu Ran to blush deeply.
Her expression was tense, afraid he would notice any flaws.
She awkwardly bit her lip and replied, both annoyed and embarrassed, "Not allowed to see means not allowed to see."
"Not allowed to see? Did you go meet a lover?" Qin Xian stood lazily, unexpectedly throwing out this question while his deep gaze roamed over her.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Shu Ran immediately retorted, "I don't have a lover; I only have you..."
She had only said half of it when she suddenly paused.
In the next moment, she wished she could cover her face and dig a hole to hide in.
Qin Xian smiled softly, slowly leaning closer to her. His long hand wrapped around her back, pulling her entirely into his embrace.
"My good girl."
His voice was sexy and hoarse, deliberately tempting her. The warm breath escaping from his slightly parted lips brushed against her ear, making her feel flushed all over.
His hand tightened around her waist, a strong masculine scent mixed with a hint of alcohol enveloping her.
His gaze was affectionate, his pupils reflecting her delicate features. Inch by inch, his face drew closer, an uncontrollable urge to kiss her rising within him.
"No, Qin Xian." She leaned back, gently pushing him away, creating distance between them.
"Hmm?" Qin Xian frowned slightly, leaning down to look at her in confusion, yet his long fingers continued to weave through her soft hair.
Shu Ran avoided his gaze, not daring to look at him. She whispered softly, "You shouldn't always be like this..."
"Like what?" Qin Xian suddenly became interested, stopping his movements and a slight smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Shu Ran bit her lip, finding it hard to speak. "You... you need to restrain yourself a bit."
Qin Xian immediately laughed, the smile spreading to the corners of his eyes.
His dark eyes curved playfully, a glint of mischief flashing deep within them.
He intentionally asked her back with a smile, "Restraining what?"
Now it was Shu Ran's turn to be at a loss for words...
How should I say this?
Should I tell him not to always touch and kiss her?
This... how could she possibly say it out loud?
So...
"You... you shouldn't always be so hands-on..."
Qin Xian chuckled, seemingly eager to discuss the topic with her. "How have I been hands-on?"
Shu Ran: ............
Does he really not understand, or is he just pretending not to?
Seeing her troubled and frustrated little face, Qin Xian smiled and decided not to tease her any further.
He raised his hand and gently grasped her delicate chin, urging her to lift her head and meet his gaze.
In his dark eyes, at that moment, a blazing fire burned intensely. The flames spread rapidly in every corner of his eyes, in every corner of his heart, even beneath him.
He declared to her that he had an answer for her.
"I have already restrained myself."
He repeated it again and again, "I have already restrained myself, Shu Ran."
"As long as you are by my side, I can't help but want to kiss you, hold you, and even do the most intimate things."
Every moment, every second.
This confession made Shu Ran's heart race.
But when she heard "the most intimate things," her mind couldn't help but wander, and her face grew increasingly flushed.
After a while, she stammered and playfully scolded, "You rogue!"
Qin Xian did not deny it; he wrapped his arm around her. His thin lips brushed against her ear as he spoke softly, his voice sexy and hoarse, "I am a rogue, but only a rogue for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of delightful laughter erupted.
Then came his kisses, falling densely upon her lips, her forehead, and her hair.
...
When they returned to the Banquet Hall, Old Qin was just about to send someone to look for them.
Once they sat down, the banquet was about to begin.
Shu Ran sat next to Qin Xian, who attentively served her food and shielded her from alcohol.
Their public display of affection did not provoke any outrage.
It was simply because the protagonists of this affection were Qin Xian; who would dare to interrupt him? It would be akin to courting death.
Despite this, Shu Ran still took a few sips of the red wine offered by the elders, and with the special drink that Cao Yun had just prepared, she was starting to feel a bit dizzy.
Shu Ran had a low tolerance for alcohol; she was the type to get tipsy after just one glass.
Throughout her life, she had only ever drunk one glass of alcohol, and that was during her senior year of high school when Zhou Jiajia insisted that she drink some Snow Beer.
At that time, she took a sip and found the taste to be bitter and unpleasant.
However, seeing Zhou Jiajia's eager gaze waiting for her to share her feelings about drinking for the first time, she silently finished the entire glass of beer under Zhou Jiajia's watchful eyes.
As a result, she woke up the next day with a splitting headache and severe memory lapses, as if she had amnesia.
According to Zhou Jiajia's description, after getting drunk, she initially did nothing but quietly sit there.
This was very normal and completely in line with her gentle and demure demeanor.
However, after about ten minutes, she realized she had been completely mistaken.
How could anyone be calm as water when drunk? It was all an illusion.
She wasn't loud or noisy, nor did she vomit or feel nauseous.
But she transformed into a completely different Shu Ran. She started tugging at Zhou Jiajia's sleeve, holding on tightly and refusing to let go.
She kept pulling at her and talking to her, saying a lot of things.
From the novel to the grand, there are many trivial matters to discuss, and some words that have been suppressed deep within.
She kept talking and talking, refusing to pause for even a moment.
It was only when her heavy drowsiness hit her that she finally spared her ears and ceased her chatter.
Since then, Shu Ran never dared to touch alcohol again. Firstly, it would give her a headache. Secondly, she simply couldn't stand the foolishness of her drunken self, speaking without a care.
However, today, out of necessity, she drank a glass of wine.
That glass was specially prepared by Cao Yun, sweet and fragrant like fruit.
Shu Ran thought it was juice and finished it sip by sip.
But she underestimated someone like Cao Yun; how could they be so kind as to serve Shu Ran and Qin Xian a toast with juice?
Of course, there was a hidden agenda here. The drink that Cao Yun concocted was actually Cherry Liqueur mixed with Vodka.
When consumed, this drink felt very sweet and delicious, just like juice. But it wouldn't be long before she would experience just how strong this drink really was.
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