The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

What a pity! What a pity!

Chen San San thought she was going to see something incredible, but after the meal, it really was just a meal. All the romantic scenes were just her imagination.

However, it wasn't entirely fruitless. That mutual attraction and restraint, that sweet feeling of "I can feel you with just one glance," was quite touching.

Around 5 p.m., which was lunchtime, the restaurant started to get busy, and the three of them finished eating and came out.

Chen San San took a taxi and left. Before getting into the taxi, she looked back and saw Ye Shu half-embracing Zhi Qiu, with Zhi Qiu leaning against Ye Shu. The two of them were standing together.

This trip wasn't a complete waste.

After seeing Chen San San off, Ye Shu turned and glanced at Zhi Qiu beside her.

He really overestimated Zhi Qiu's alcohol tolerance. The two of them couldn't even share a liter of wine, and now Zhi Qiu was so drunk that she couldn't stand up and was falling straight into his arms.

Ye Shu hugged Zhi Qiu, thinking to himself, "Is this wine really that strong? He's just drinking it like a sweet drink."

However, even so, it was still alcohol, so it had some alcohol content. He wasn't completely sober, but he wasn't as drunk as Zhi Qiu; at most, he was just slightly tipsy.

He took out his phone to call a taxi, but the person in his arms suddenly reached out and pressed down on the back of his hand. Even on such a hot day, her hand was still a little cool.

Zhi Qiu tilted her head back, her eyes slightly narrowed, and nuzzled against his shoulder, saying softly:

"Little Shu, shall we... go back to Yun Duan Yuan?"

"Not going back to your parents' place?"

Ye Shu looked down and saw her rosy face and her wine-moistened lips, which were truly alluring.

Zhi Qiu didn't speak, but simply reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, then mumbled a reply, seemingly tired.

"Hmm... let's go back to our home..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Shu's heart did indeed tremble, but he still changed his destination and helped the person into a taxi.

The car was swaying a bit as it drove, and coupled with being drunk, Zhi Qiu felt unwell, so she simply rested her head on Ye Shu's shoulder, closed her eyes, and stayed still.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Shu sent a message to Shen Jingwan, telling the two that she had returned to Yunduan Garden and would not be coming over for dinner that night.

Shen Jingwan replied quickly, giving a brief instruction and then nothing more.

Although Zhi Qiu was drunk, she wasn't completely intoxicated. She could still walk on her own, but she would probably have to sit down after taking a few steps.

As soon as the door to Yunduan Garden opened, potato chips came to greet them, but Ye Shu didn't have time to touch them at all. The two of them didn't even change their shoes before heading straight into the bedroom.

Ye Shu placed her on the bed, and Zhi Qiu groaned but didn't open her eyes.

Ye Shu squatted down and took off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, and saw a small red mark on her right heel.

I noticed it when Ye Shu helped her walk into the neighborhood; she was limping a little.

Ye Shu gently rubbed the small red mark with her fingers, then straightened her legs before letting out a long breath and sitting on the edge of the bed looking at Zhi Qiu's face.

Her face was still flushed, and her lips were slightly parted, as if she were asleep.

Ye Shu looked at her, suddenly smiled, and muttered under her breath:

"With this level of alcohol tolerance, you still insist on drinking? You can't drink anymore, understand?"

It's no wonder Ye Shu said that; he was just enjoying the sweet taste of the drink, while Zhi Qiu was practically singing from the alcohol.

However, this wine seems to have a bit of an aftereffect. Ye Shu's head is a little dizzy right now. He plans to wash his face to refresh himself and then see if he can make some hangover soup for Zhi Qiu so that she won't feel uncomfortable when she wakes up tomorrow.

But as soon as he moved, he felt his wrist being gripped by a slightly cool hand.

Caught off guard, he was gently pulled by Zhi Qiu and fell onto her.

Zhi Qiu wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly in her arms.

When Ye Shu opened her eyes, she met Zhi Qiu's slightly open gaze.

She didn't know when she woke up, or perhaps she hadn't slept at all; her eyes were slightly squinted and veiled in mist.

What kind of look is that?

Ye Shu's already slightly tipsy mind became even less sharp.

Before he could recover from Zhi Qiu's somewhat dazed gaze, she was already whispering in his ear, her breath making his ear tingle:

"Little Shu...keep me company, okay?"

"Um……"

He agreed, but he didn't even feel how he managed to hum it out.

When emotions run deep, alcohol takes effect.

Neither of them spoke; they simply closed their eyes slowly.

Ye Shu tasted the peach wine again; it was very fragrant and sweet.

His hand touched something even more tempting than a peach.

Sober? No.

Reason? Gone.

It was burned to ashes long ago by that wildfire.

The only things they could feel were their intertwined breaths, their rapidly synchronized heartbeats, and the love that seemed to drown them both.

Just as he was about to make a move, Zhi Qiu suddenly grabbed his back tightly, interrupting Ye Shu's further actions.

Her breathing was a little rapid, her face was as red as the sunset clouds outside the window, and her eyes seemed a little wet. Her gaze towards Ye Shu was full of tenderness and a hint of apology.

"Little Shu... this isn't enough..."

Ye Shu leaned on her, his breathing heavy and labored. He stared blankly at Zhi Qiu's flushed face, as if he hadn't yet recovered from the intense passion of the moment.

Zhi Qiu raised her hand and gently stroked his sweaty face, which was burning hot to the touch.

"After all, this isn't my sister's own body... Let's wait a little longer, okay? Until everyone else..."

He said only half of what he meant, but the meaning was clear.

This reality was like a bucket of cold water poured over Ye Shu's head. Although it did not extinguish the flames of passion, it was enough to bring back the rationality that had been numbed by alcohol.

Ye Shu took a deep breath and quickly sat up on the edge of the bed, her face flushed red to the roots of her neck, and her hands were trembling slightly.

He just now...

"I...I'm going to take a shower..."

After saying that, he got up and rushed into the bathroom.

The door was closed, and the sound of water could be heard.

Zhi Qiu lay on the bed, her breathing unable to catch its breath for a long time.

The thin blanket barely covered her waist, but there were a few red marks on her collarbone and shoulders.

She turned her head and looked at the clothes that the two people had taken off in the chaos.

Ye Shu's shirt pressed down on her skirt, entangled and inseparable.

Zhi Qiu reached out and pulled the cup over herself.

Thinking of Ye Shu's eyes, burning with lust, and his ears, flushed red as he fled...

I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, I made the first move...