Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âHow can that be possible? I rarely go to bars. And why would I sing âHappy Break Up?ââ Luo Sang shook her head, confused.
âI am asking the questions now.â Nian Juntingâs handsome face wore an unhappy expression as he glared at her. âYou sang many songs about breaking up. I only know the name of one of them. Itâs, âHappy Break Up.â Donât deny it. Go and ask Nian Xi if you donât believe me.â
Luo Sang rubbed the back of her neck, wondering if she had really done all those things. She had never gotten so drunk before, so she didnât know what she would do after getting drunk. She couldnât remember what had happened last night.
âItâs said that people will speak out some of their real thoughts when theyâre drunk. Are you tired of me? Do you want to break up with me?â Nian Junting growled in a deep voice, displeased. âYouâd better give me a perfect reason.â
âI... I like singing breakup songs. Do you have a problem with it?â Being yelled at by him so early in the morning, Luo Sang started feeling uncomfortable, so she yelled back at him, âWhat if I canât give you a perfect reason? Are you gonna break up with me? Come on try...â
Before she could finish, Nian Junting threw her onto the bed and pressed his thin lips violently against hers. âYouâre not allowed to break up with me,â he said in a deep, dry voice. âI donât want to hear any breakup songs ever again.â His dark eyes sparkled with fear.
Luo Sangâs heart shivered slightly. She suddenly remembered that last night, he had cleaned her when she was so drunk, despite the fact that she was pretty dirty. She guessed that the other men wouldnât be willing to do that for a girl, no matter how much they liked her. Thinking of that, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
Nian Junting paused briefly, then held her and turned over, making her lay on top of him. He opened his lips slightly, his eyes glowing brightly. âCome on, kiss me,â he said.
Seeing the impatient man lying beneath her, Luo Sang felt that being with him was sometimes a bit like masochism. âWhy am I on top?â she asked.
Nian Junting thought for a moment and then replied, âSo youâll seem to be very into me.â
With no other choice, Luo Sang slowly kissed him under his eager gaze. Then, Nian Junting immediately contained her lips in his mouth.
Luo Sang tried to support her bodyâs weight at first, but as he kissed her, her limbs went soft, and she eventually threw her weight completely onto him.
The kiss lasted for quite a while, then Nian Junting abruptly grabbed Luo Sangâs hand and put it downward. Luo Sang shivered as she blushed and bit his lip. She mumbled, âWhat are you doing?â
âSangsang, you said that youâd touch my little brother last night, but you havenât yet. You need to be responsible for your words,â Nian Junting said seriously.
Luo Sang felt extremely embarrassed. âHow could I possibly have said that?â
âYou actually did. Iâm not lying.â Nian Junting stared at her, his eyes showing an honest look.
As he stared at her, Luo Sang wanted to hide under the bed. âHow many more things did I do last night?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Nian Junting stayed silent for a moment, then decided not to tell her that she had talked about his aching balls right in front of Nian Xi. He didnât want her to become too embarrassed to go downstairs today. âNothing more. Hurry up, comfort my little brother.â
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Half an hour later, a well-dressed, refreshed Nian Junting and a blushing Luo Sang went downstairs. Nian Xi was in the dining room, preparing to have breakfast. She threw a meaningful glance at the two of them and said, âBrother, Sangsang, youâre up so early.â
âI have class,â Luo Sang said and sat down, feeling a little awkward. âXi, last night...â
âSangsang, I wonât take you to bars anymore. Itâs too easy for you to lose control after getting drunk.â Receiving a threatening glance from her brother, Nian Xi hurriedly added, âBut youâre good at singing.â