The birth of an actor

Chapter 113 A Drunken Kiss

In fact, for Anxin, Xu Qing is a very comfortable older sister to get along with.

She has a sunny and cheerful personality, and although she has a bit of a girlish temper, it's not serious. It's hard for people to dislike her.

Besides... she is indeed beautiful. And she is at the peak of her womanhood, with a mature femininity mixed with a touch of girlish charm in every gesture, making her a truly eye-catching presence.

But... why do you always like to get physical?

Anxin was somewhat speechless.

Fortunately, she only pinched it once to express her dissatisfaction, and then let go.

After drinking a cup of tea, they raised their wine glasses and began toasting each other again.

At the last dinner party, she drank a total of six half-cup glasses of liquor.

Based on the two-ounce capacity of the dispensing vessel, it's a little over one pound...

In An Xin's opinion, this alcohol tolerance was simply terrifying.

The others also drank quite a bit, including Zhang Yang. In the latter half of the meal, after everyone started chatting casually, he and the others drank their glasses in one go, their faces flushed with alcohol.

The drinking party ended around 9 p.m.

Xu Qingren could no longer stand steadily.

Anxin could only stand steadily by supporting herself with a bit of effort.

Why are you drinking so much alcohol?
He remained silent, then watched as these people got into their respective vehicles.

The familiar drunk driving incident, and of course, someone came to pick him up.

Everyone chatted and laughed at the entrance, reluctant to part ways. Finally, with repeated words of "Take good care of your sister," Anxin managed to help Xu Qing to the car.

"Sister Qing, do you want to throw up?"

"Hehe, no way. You really can drive?"

The drunken older woman smiled radiantly. If it weren't for her unsteady gait and swaying motion, seemingly on the verge of falling, she would have looked no different from a normal person.

"Do not worry."

Anxin nodded, took the keys she handed him, opened the passenger door, helped her inside, and then quickly went to the driver's side.

Although he doesn't have a driver's license, his driving skills are quite impressive.

What's more, this car is automatic, so it's very easy to drive.

"What is the address?"

"Dong dong dong."

Before I could even get the address, there was a knock on my car window.

Anxin turned her head and saw that it was Zhang Yang:
"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?"

"Don't worry, give me your contact information. I have a story here, but the script isn't finished yet. Come and give it a try when it's done."

"……OK."

"Hehe, Director Zhang, we're counting on you to take care of Anxin in our family."

Xu Qing, who was in the passenger seat, climbed up the pole.

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded:
"Got it."

So, after exchanging contact information, he watched Zhang Yang leave, when Xu Qing suddenly said:
"Let's go buy a telephone."

"...What's wrong with your phone?"

"I'm buying it for you. Honestly, why do you always use a pager? It's been such a hassle to find you. Let's go!"

Her words were incredibly domineering.

Of course, a more vivid metaphor is the wild and unrestrained ramblings of someone who is drunk.

"..."

Anxin thought to herself, "It's almost 10 pm, where can I buy it?"
Besides, pagers are pretty good.

He doesn't really need this seven-digit phone number for the time being.

So he shook his head:

"Sister Qing, what's your home address?"

"Hehe, what's up? Want to go home with your sister?"

Suddenly, Xu Qing laughed.

Then he leaned over and placed his hand on Anxin's face:

"Oh my, how come you're so lovable..."

Anxinxin is saying, "Please don't take advantage of me, okay?"
"Hurry up, where's the address?"

"I won't tell you, I won't tell you, hehehehehe..."

She started exhibiting a common habit among drunk people: acting recklessly.

Anxin was completely speechless:
"How am I supposed to take you home if you don't tell me?"

"No! Let's go buy a phone! Then... let's go to a karaoke bar! I want to dance!"

You're jumping around like a hammer.

Anxin rolled her eyes and impatiently moved her hand away.

"Alright, hurry up, I'm taking you home."

"No, I haven't had enough fun yet! ... Don't worry, let's go for a walk? Come on, let's find a place to stroll around."

"...Sis, it's 10 o'clock."

"No, no..."

Anxin felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

"Hey, do you know how to drive this car? I'll teach you... come on..."

Holding Anxin's hand, she placed it on the gear shift:

"This is R, this is N, this is D..."

Anxin remained silent, put the car in Drive, and drove off.

"Oh, you can drive? Hehehe, that's smart... Here, have a reward..."

"Sister Qing, please don't, I'll drive..."

"Boom~"

"..."

Before he could finish speaking, the older woman gave him a big kiss, completely silencing him.

Although it was only her face, a surge of heat instantly rose from her stomach.

"Sister Qing, stop fooling around. Hurry up and tell me your address. I'll take you home."

But Xu Qing's response to his words was...

"MIA~MIA~MIA~"

Just like eating a piece of cake, she smacked her lips, and a fire suddenly ignited in her eyes.

The younger brother in front of me, who I get along with so well, suddenly seems to have turned into a tempting piece of meat.

I want to... take a bite.

So, she braced herself against the storage compartment in front of her, propped her legs up on the passenger seat, and went from sitting to kneeling on one knee, and then...

"Sister Qing."

Anxin's hand accurately covered her face as she leaned closer.

It blocked her face and her lips.

In the car, moving at a snail's pace, he gently pushed the other person's face away:
"That's enough of joking around. If this continues, it'll go too far."

"..."

As they spoke, Xu Qing subconsciously shuddered.

Because in the darkness... she saw the boy's eyes.

Clear and calm.

Mature and composed.

There wasn't a trace of panic, surprise, or any other emotion.

Nothing at all.

However, Xu Qing, who was feeling the effects of the alcohol, sensed an aura that kept people at a distance... or rather, an aura.

He seemed to know what he was supposed to do. And then…

Just like that, he was one step ahead and stopped himself.

"Okay, Sister Qing, sit down."

Noticing that she had stopped moving forward, Anxin moved her hand away and said gently:

"Put your legs down, sit up straight, fasten your seatbelt, give me your address, and I'll take you home."

"..."

Feeling inexplicably awkward, Xu Qing felt as if she had sobered up a bit. The boy's words seemed to have a strange magic, making her sit back down in her chair...

After a few seconds of silence, she said:

Do you know Dongdan North Street?

"know."

"Okay, go over there, the street opposite Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the street with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"it is good."

Anxin responded and started driving east.

Then, silence fell over the car.

No one knows what Xu Qing is thinking right now.

But just as they reached the first traffic light, Anxin, who had stopped the car, suddenly made a move.

He turned his entire body towards the passenger seat, and at the same time stretched his arm out in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing felt as if... he wanted to hug him.

?

She was puzzled.

The next second, when that arm reached behind her right ear and she felt that slightly masculine body pressing down on her, a surge of heat instantly overwhelmed her reason.

The moment Anxin's face appeared before her, she seemed to understand something. Her eyes, as clear as water, subtly revealed a seductive charm.

Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her pearly teeth, as if she couldn't wait to receive that longed-for taste any second...

But just as she was waiting, she suddenly heard the sound of textiles rubbing together.

Then, she watched helplessly as Anxin drove away, while a seatbelt appeared in front of her.

"..."

In that instant, a tremendous sense of loss arose suddenly from the restraint of the seatbelt.

She instinctively turned her head, but didn't see Anxin's expression.

Because the other person was also turning to the left and fastening their own seatbelt, which had barely been used.

"..."

Her breathing suddenly became heavy.

There was a feeling of shame and annoyance at being tricked.

At this moment, Anxin asked:
"Sister Qing, want to listen to some music?"

"...If you won't listen, then listen for yourself!"

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and turned her head to look out the window.

Anxin glanced at her, who was still fuming, and shook her head helplessly.

I was thinking, how dare you open your mouth...

Can't you just leave this seventeen-year-old boy, in the prime of his youth, alone?

Speechless, he casually turned on the car stereo, and soon a melody began to play.

Every night when it comes~

Loneliness is always with me.

Tian Zhen's "Persistence".

Yes, that's tasteful.

He nodded to himself and drove toward his destination.

And so, accompanied by Tian Zhen's songs, the car arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street near Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and finally stopped at the entrance of No. 33, a residential area where there were still people on duty late at night.

Xu Qing seemed to have fallen asleep at some point.

Seeing that she didn't move, Anxin nudged her gently:

"Sister Qing, we've arrived."

Who knew she would just swing her arm like that:
"Get up, don't touch me!"

"...Why are you angry?"

"..."

It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up; the moment he did, Xu Qing got even angrier.

The problem is... she doesn't even know why she's angry.

Is it because he won't let me kiss him?
Or did he not kiss you first?
She doesn't know either.

But it's just so awkward, like a child throwing a tantrum. Even though we're right at the door, it won't get out of the car, it just angrily turns its head away, acting all stubborn.

Seeing this, Anxin said speechlessly:

"Should I drive the car in?"

"Do whatever you want! I won't care if you get arrested anyway."

"..."

Anxin thought it couldn't be that bad.

I've never heard of security guards arresting designated drivers.

But seeing his sister's tantrum, he could only ask helplessly:
"What should we do then?"

"Hmph! You figure it out yourself!"

"...Sister Qing, why are you acting like a child?"

It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up; the moment he did, Xu Qing got even angrier.

He turned his head directly, looked at the clear-eyed little brat, and without thinking, reached out and grabbed his face:
"How dare you say that! How dare you say that!!!"

"Ouch...it hurts! It really hurts! Let go!"

"Uh……"

Xu Qing subconsciously loosened his grip, and looking at his furrowed brows, he suddenly felt a little panicked:
"Did I... pinch you too hard?... I'm sorry, I... I'll blow on it for you..."

She was about to turn to the side when she was pulled back by the seatbelt.

Anxin frowned and glanced at her.

Finally, a helpless sigh:
"Sigh, I'm leaving now, Sister Qing. Can you drive back by yourself? If you can't, I'll leave the car on the side of the road for you, and you can come back to drive it tomorrow when you've sobered up."

"...I'll take you back."

"No, it's almost eleven o'clock. How can you drive after drinking so much?"

Anxin said this and started the car, parking it on the side of the road in front of the community entrance.

Turn off the engine, turn the key, and unbuckle your seatbelt:
"Then I'm leaving. Be careful on your way back, don't fall."

As he spoke, he noticed a beam of headlights in the rearview mirror, and a conspicuous little red light in the middle of the headlights.

So they quickly opened the door:

"taxi."

The taxi pulled up right next to the Honda late at night. Anxin got out and turned to Xu Qing, saying:

"Sister Qing, I'm leaving now. Go back and get some rest. Goodnight... Remember, watch your step and don't be distracted."

After saying that, he waved his hand and opened the taxi door.

Xu Qing watched the taxi disappear around the street corner.

She didn't move.

My mind is just a bit of a mess.

After staring blankly for a while, suddenly, a soft laugh echoed in the carriage:
"Hehe, he cares about me."

(End of this chapter)