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When An Xiaojing and Yan Wujing returned home, he first helped Yan Wujing to sit on the sofa, comforted Yan Wujing, and then went into the kitchen to make soup for Yan Wujing to sober up.

When An Xiaojing walked into the kitchen, Yan Wujing opened his sleepy eyes.

He has always been a good drinker, and he doesn't get drunk easily. Just now, he just wanted An Xiaojing to feel sorry for him, so he pretended to be drunk in front of An Xiaojing.

Yan Wujing looked in the direction of the kitchen. He put his hands on the back of the sofa. He didn't know how long he looked at it. It seemed that just looking at An Xiaojing quietly could make him feel very happy.

After a while, An Xiaojing came out of the kitchen with hangover soup.

Yan Wujing pretended to be drunk again and half-closed his eyes. When An Xiaojing approached, he smelled the faint scent of An Xiaojing's body.

"Wujing, drink the hangover soup first, otherwise you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

"Ah."

An Xiaojing fed Yan Wujing with a spoon, but Yan Wujing pursed his lips and refused to speak. An Xiaojing had no choice but to take a sip first, and then feed Yan Wujing with his mouth.

Yan Wujing liked this feeding method very much, and quickly drank a whole bowl of hangover soup.

After drinking the hangover soup, An Xiaojing hugged Yan Wujing and asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Yes." Yan Wujing said in a coquettish tone.

"Then I'll help you take a bath."

"it is good."

An Xiaojing helped Yan Wujing into the bathroom, and he helped him hang the clothes one by one under the T-.

He said softly, "Do you need me to help you?"

"Yes, I'm drunk and I can't wash myself."

An Xiaojing knew that Yan Wujing would act like a baby and ask him to help wash.However, who made him drunk? He wouldn't bother with a drunk.

"Next time, I can't let you drink so much alcohol. You'll act like a baby even more when you're drunk."

"Brother Jing doesn't like me acting like a baby?" Yan Wujing grabbed An Xiaojing's arm, leaned on his arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Jing, why don't you take a bath with me? The bathtub is very big."

"No."

"I'm drunk and can't do anything, don't worry."

"Are you sure?" An Xiaojing looked at Yan Wujing suspiciously, he couldn't believe that Yan Wujing would do nothing, he was a wolf, how could a wolf not eat meat?

Yan Wujing dragged An Xiaojing down and let him soak in the bathtub with him.

All of a sudden, An Xiaojing seemed to have been drenched by rain, her hair was wet, and her jacket and pants were all shredded.

Yan Wujing hugged An Xiaojing, seemingly drunk but not drunk.

He approached An Xiaojing, looked down at An Xiaojing's thin misty lips, and kissed her without saying a word.

The moisture gradually enveloped the entire bathroom, and the appearance of the two of them could no longer be seen clearly in the mirror, only the figures of the two were intertwined.

The moisture is getting heavier and the air is getting thinner and thinner. An Xiaojing seemed to be drowning and suffocating. He held Yan Wujing in his arms, as if he was afraid that Yan Wujing, a piece of driftwood, would fall if he didn't see him.

"No view."

"Ah."

"I love you."

"Ah."

Every answer of Yan Wujing was very dull, he supported An Xiaojing's waist with one hand, and grabbed An Xiaojing's ankle with the other.

"Brother Jing, how much I want to spend every day with you indulging in gentleness, and I don't want to be separated from you for a moment."

"Uh, uh...I...I don't want to..."

"I don't dare either, I'm afraid Brother Jing will be-broken." Yan Wujing leaned close to An Xiaojing's ear and whispered.

After An Xiaojing heard this, her cheeks and ears instantly turned red.

"Brother Jing, you are sh-ashamed."

"No."

"You have, but I like it very much. I like everything about you."