After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

The story of Song Nihuan's love of persuading others to drink started with Lan Zhi. Lan Zhi likes to collect fine wines, and he has a whole wall of them. This shows that both siblings have a special liking for wine.

However, Song Nihuan never expected that Xie Tan was so drunk.

He had only drunk half a pot of wine, but he already started to feel dizzy. His originally pale cheeks were now flushed. A tall man leaned crookedly on Song Nihuan's shoulder.

He looked up at her, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but find her lips. He licked the wine flowing from the corner of her lips and smiled foolishly.

The guard standing by turned around consciously.

Song Nihuan felt extremely embarrassed, and covered her face and called out, "Please, help His Majesty in, please. Thank you for your help."

Xie Tan was lifted up by the guards and carefully helped into the living room. The guards tactfully retreated and closed the door tightly.

Song Nihuan and Lan Zhi had been stealing her father's wine since she was a teenager. This little bit of wine was not enough to make her drunk. She looked at Xie Tan helplessly, thinking that she should have stopped him from drinking. Then she stood up, washed the cloth beside her in the silver basin, and used some water to wipe his face.

Xie Tan leaned on the bed, closed his eyes, his face slightly red, and his breathing was a little rapid. Song Nihuan gently wiped his cheek.

"Your Majesty..." Song Nihuan called softly, and when she saw that he didn't respond, she reached out and patted his shoulder.

Xie Tan suddenly grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

Song Nihuan was startled and instinctively wanted to break free, but Xie Tan was so strong that she couldn't move at all. She tried to explain that she just wanted to help him wipe his face, but Xie Tan didn't listen, instead he pulled her closer, his eyes blurred and fiery.

"Drunk?" Song Nihuan asked.

Xie Tan only felt dizzy and something cool spread on his face. He opened his eyes with great effort, and in the afterimage he saw a waist swaying like a water snake...

It was her, the one he had been missing for many years!

It's beside him now.

But when he thought that she had someone else in her heart, Xie Tan's heart felt like it was broken. His eyes turned red and he hugged her slender waist as if he had lost control, burying his head in the softness of her chest.

Song Nihuan felt as if she had received an electric shock. Just as she was about to struggle, she heard him whisper, "Don't love him, don't love him. You should have loved me!"

She sighed, knowing full well that drunk people love to get entangled, so she followed his words and said, "Okay, okay, I don't love him, I only love you."

The frown on the silver-haired young man's face relaxed. He held her hand tightly and murmured, "Then don't leave. You can go anywhere you want, just don't forget to take me with you."

Song Nihuan laughed and said, "How can I take you with me? You are the emperor now, and you have great responsibilities. The country cannot be without a ruler for a day."

Just as Xie Yunji could not leave the Xie family, no matter how much she liked the Xie Mansion in Chenjun, she could only follow him back to Yunjing.

Xie Tan suddenly smiled, pulled her down to lie on him, sucking her delicate neck. The strange touch made her tremble.

He smiled and let her go.

"Then... I won't be the emperor anymore!" The drunk young man's eyebrows were relaxed, and his lips were raised. "When Xiao Xuan's son grows up, I will return this country to him! When the time comes, no matter where you want to go, don't forget to take me with you..."

After that, he added aggrievedly: "I, I can't lose you again. I finally found you. I can't live without you!"

The room fell into silence.

The next moment, Song Nihuan's eyelashes trembled, and she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

The drunk man was aroused by the sweetness and softness of the woman's arms. His strong feelings for her became clearer and more intense after being drunk. He turned over, pressed her under him, and bit her lips.

Go deep, explore, entangle...

not enough.

He instinctively unbuttoned her dress, pulling down the brocade gown to reveal a thin, snow-white shoulder. He then took off her skirt, revealing a small crimson-purple gown embroidered with peonies holding dewdrops. The petals were round, full, and trembling.

There was a heart-stirring warmth in Xie Tan's eyes. He uncontrollably placed his hand over her. The soft touch spread all over his body, as if he were electrocuted, tingling and numb. He felt like he was about to explode.

Song Nihuan buried her face in his chest, smelling the cool sandalwood scent on his body, and her pounding heart seemed to calm down a little.

She acquiesced, as if saying goodbye to the past.

She had to repay Xie Tan's deep affection and kindness.

She had nothing left but herself.

If he wants it, let him take it.

The candlelight was dim, and she closed her eyes, waiting for his next move.

But it didn't come.

He loosened his hand, a smile spread across his lips, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips, plundering her wantonly, as if he wanted to ask her for the hard work of his restraint.

Entangled and possessed, my breathing almost stopped.

This was their most passionate kiss, but also Xie Tan's most restrained kiss.

Song Nihuan felt like she was melting, and his aura gradually invaded her.

The silver-haired young man frowned, is this... a dream?

Those bumpy and frantic dreams, dreams that made him blush whenever he thought of them.

She seemed to acquiesce to the tenderness of the man beneath her.

But the clarity that remained in his mind made him restrain himself and roll off her. He endured it with great difficulty, and veins bulged on his face.

There was doubt in Song Nihuan's eyes. She clearly felt his desire.

She held up her head, and her long hair fell like vines on his chest, intertwining with his silver hair.

She asked softly, "Why?"

Xie Tan said nothing, just smiled foolishly.

"Go on," she said again.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and murmured, "Wait for me... I want to marry you and make you my queen. I won't let you suffer any grievances."

"After that, we will ..."

This was the first time he told her clearly and unequivocally that he wanted her to be the queen.

Not only that, he wanted to marry her and then exercise his power.

Do not look down on her being a second bride.

Song Nihuan was stunned.

After a long while, she bit her lip and asked, "Who wants to marry you?"

The next day, at dawn, everything in the world had not yet woken up.

Xie Tan was awakened by the slippery touch in his hands, and he couldn't help rubbing them in his drowsiness.

What caught my eye was the woman's slender neck. Looking down, I saw her snow-white back, tied up by the thin straps of her crimson-purple dress, which looked extremely sexy.

His hand was inside this pitiful little dress.

What was that feeling just now?

Xie Tan's face turned red, and he could hardly move his hand. Just as he carefully pulled it back, Song Nihuan yawned, turned around and hugged him.

The softness of her breasts pressed against him, and one of her legs was pressed against him.

Xie Tan: “…”

It's really unbearable.

He forced himself to close his eyes and clear the images in his mind.

Start recalling what happened last night.

Xie Tan was the kind of person who would lose his memory after drinking. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find any useful information. He just remembered that she had acted coquettishly and asked him to drink.

It seems that alcohol really is a problem!

How did you strip her like this?!

She won’t be angry, will she?

Fortunately, my clothes are all properly worn.

That bit of reverie died down, and I just wanted to wait for her to wake up and do what I should do to calm her down...