My mobile game wife came knocking.

The girl's soft, warm hand was pressed against his forehead, and her luscious red lips were almost touching his. Because they were so close, Ye Ming could even feel the girl's warm breath and her alluring fragrance. Ye Ming took a deep breath, pushed the girl's hand away, and shook his head vigorously.

"I'm fine. Maybe I really did drink a little too much. Let's call it a day."

At this moment, Ye Ming finally realized that something was wrong with his condition. Not wanting to continue and make a mistake, he readily admitted defeat and said goodbye as he stood up, "Excuse me, I'm not feeling well, so I'll have to go first... Ah!"

Feeling unwell and somewhat dazed, Ye Ming accidentally knocked his chopsticks to the ground when he got up. He quickly bent down to pick them up, but as soon as he bent down, he froze.

Under the table, Ke Qing's smooth, rounded legs, clad in black stockings beneath her gray pencil skirt, gleamed with a delicate sheen. The sheer black pantyhose accentuated the fair and delicate skin of her thighs.

Ye Ming felt his mouth was dry and his heart was racing. It took a lot of willpower to shift his gaze to the chopsticks next to Ke Qing's silver stiletto heels and pick them up.

But when he got up, for some reason, his hand holding the table suddenly went numb as if he had been electrocuted, and Ye Ming involuntarily stumbled, his hand touching Ke Qing's thigh.

Stimulated, Ke Qing's thigh muscles twitched as if in spasm, reacting very strongly, and even her breathing became rapid, making Ye Ming's mouth even drier.

Ye Ming stood up, put his chopsticks on the table, and shook his head vigorously. He felt parched, as if the air he was breathing was scorching hot, and his brain felt rusty and sluggish.

Oh no, I think I'm really drunk!

Ye Ming's heart sank. He wanted to go home, but he felt that going home would have a negative impact on Lafite, so he hesitated for a moment.

Just then, Ke Qing spoke up at just the right moment, suggesting, "You seem a bit drunk. Why don't you go to a nearby hotel and get a room to rest for a while? There happen to be a few hotels around here."

"Really? That's great."

Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I'm sorry, I'll be going now."

"Wait, it's not good for you to be alone in this state. Let me take you there," Ke Qing said kindly.

"Thank you for your help."

Ye Ming, whose mind was still hazy, did not refuse Ke Qing's kindness.

"It's no trouble at all, not trouble at all."

Ke Qing supported Ye Ming, speaking meaningfully, a pleased smile curving her lips.

Chapter 41 The Carver Locks the Door

Stepping out of the restaurant, the cold wind instantly cleared Ye Ming's head.

He glanced at Ke Qing, who was struggling to support him.

Seemingly due to a lack of exercise, the girl was petite and weak, and had little strength. She could hardly support Ye Ming's body with just her hands. Therefore, she had to stick close to Ye Ming and use all her strength to barely support him.

The girl's incredibly full and elastic breasts rubbed against Ye Ming's elbow, and Ye Ming could even feel the amazing heat behind the thin shirt. For some reason, Ye Ming felt a surge of heat rising from his body, and he found himself losing control of his body.

Ye Ming took a deep breath, broke free from the girl's hands, and shook his head vigorously.

It's April now, and the weather outside is still a bit cold. Ye Ming, who was only wearing a shirt, was exposed to the cold wind for a while, which cleared his mind a bit. He managed to regain his ability to think and was able to walk without any problems. But for some reason, the restless fire inside him was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what he did.

Has it really been too long since they've generated their own electricity?

Ye Ming was helpless.

To be honest, he was busy with work during the day and addicted to games at night, and he rarely even read novels. He hadn't done any handicrafts for at least half a year.

As the saying goes, "when the essence is full, it overflows." As a healthy adult male, if you have too much energy, you need an outlet for it.

Especially after Fu Hua arrived these past two days, although Ye Ming kept saying things like "Fu Hua is very flat-chested" and "as long as there's Lafite, that's enough," he had to admit that Fu Hua was a very beautiful girl. She didn't seem to be on guard against Ye Ming when she was washing up or sleeping, which allowed Ye Ming to enjoy a lot of benefits. Plus, Fu Hua proposed to him as soon as they met. As a normal person, it's understandable that Ye Ming would be a little tempted.

All the accumulated issues from the past were triggered by today's drunkenness and accidental contact, and Ye Ming was finding it hard to control himself.

However, Ye Ming still retained his rationality and knew very well what he should do.

"I'm sorry, Ke Qing, I'm not feeling well today. I hope you can forgive me."

Ye Ming broke free from Ke Qing's hands and forced a smile: "I'm much better now. I can go to the hotel by myself, so I won't trouble you. If there's nothing else, you can go back and get back to work. I'm fine."

After saying that, he sincerely apologized for touching my thigh earlier: "I'm really sorry about that. Thank you for not holding a grudge and helping me out."

Faced with Ye Ming's apology, Ke Qing seemed a little surprised. She stared at Ye Ming for a while before replying, "It's okay. It was just an accident. I won't hold such a small matter against you."

While saying this, Ke Qing was secretly having doubts.

That shouldn't be happening. So much time has passed; even if he only drank one cup, he should be too weak by now. How come he's still standing and talking after drinking most of a bottle? Did I not give him enough medicine?

That doesn't make sense. I poured all the medicine I had in there in. Could the medicine have lost its effectiveness?

Ke Qing was filled with doubt and suspicion, and a terrible guess suddenly arose in her mind.

Could it be that he has a health problem?

No way!?

Ke Qing was startled by her own guess.

Of course, although she adopted the strategy of drugging and seducing, Ke Qing actually had no experience in this area and was certainly not enthusiastic about such things.

More than physical intimacy, Ke Qing was more concerned with winning over Ye Ming first, securing a place in his heart, and being the first to take the plunge.

In this way, when facing those mere losers like Gan Yu, Ning Guang, and Hu Tao in the future, she can proudly hold her head high, look down on them with pity, and mock them: "Didn't expect that, did you? Ye Ming's first time wasn't with you, but with me, Ke Qing."

Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited.

Of course, such a scene was just something she imagined in her mind. Ke Qing felt that she could not do such a thing. But in the end, physical intimacy was just a means for her to win over Ye Ming. What Ke Qing wanted more than physical intimacy was to stay by Ye Ming's side and be with him. That was true happiness.

For this reason, Ke Qing even went so far as to abandon her favorite 996 work schedule and resort to despicable means such as drugging.

Therefore, even if Ye Ming unexpectedly regains consciousness, she will never give up!

Moreover, is Ye Ming truly awake?

Ke Qing secretly sized up Ye Ming: his flushed cheeks, dazed eyes, swaying body, and...

Ke Qing glanced down, feeling relieved but also a little shy.

"It's okay. Actually, I just arrived in this city a couple of days ago and haven't had time to find a place to live yet. I just happened to book a suite at a nearby hotel. I said I'd help you get a room and rest, but it's just on my way anyway."

Ke Qing said it naturally.

She didn't invite Ye Ming to her room right away because Ke Qing knew that such an invitation was too strange, and Ye Ming would never agree. It might even arouse Ye Ming's suspicion.

"Oh, okay, then let's do it together."

Ye Ming had no doubts; it was common for executives of international groups like Ke Qing to book long-term suites at hotels.

However, when Ye Ming and Ke Qing arrived at the hotel where Ke Qing was staying, they received embarrassing news from the front desk—the hotel was fully booked and there were no vacancies.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ming frowned.

As he walked along, the effects of the alcohol kicked in again. His head was spinning and throbbing slightly, but his body felt unusually hot. Perhaps because he was drunk and lacked control over his body, he was starting to lose control of his penis.

"Why don't you come to my room and rest for a while?" Ke Qing suggested tentatively, without changing her expression. "I just booked a suite, so you can choose a room yourself."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ming rubbed his temples and declined, saying, "No need. Aren't there a few other hotels nearby? I'll just choose another one."

"Then I'll go with you. I'll come back after you've booked the room. I'm a little worried about you in this condition," Ke Qing said again.

Ye Ming knew the girl was worried about him, so he didn't refuse her kindness: "Then thank you for your help."

However, Ye Ming then visited several nearby hotels, but they were either fully booked or under renovation, and none of them had any vacancies.

After one lap, Ye Ming felt dizzy, lightheaded, and unsteady on his feet.

Ke Qing also looked regretful: "Oh dear, I really didn't expect the hotels here to be so busy. There isn't a single room available. It's such a shame."

"or……"

"Why don't you come to my place and rest for a while? Don't worry, I rented a suite, and you can choose a room yourself."

"Then, thank you for your help."

This time, Ye Ming, who was really struggling, did not refuse Ke Qing's kindness.

"It's not troublesome at all, not troublesome at all."

Ke Qing smiled and helped Ye Ming open the door, enter the room, and then locked the door with a click.

Chapter 42 Keqing's technical skills are still raw, but she tries her best.

Ye Ming, who was in poor spirits, thought Ke Qing was just closing the door normally when he heard it close, and did not notice that Ke Qing had locked the door from the inside.

At this moment, he was trying to stay alert and observe the environment of the suite.

This is an apartment-style suite consisting of two bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom. To the right of the entrance, there is a specially separated open kitchen.

On the kitchen counter, there were many opened containers of oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other condiments and seasonings, indicating that Ke Qing had indeed lived here for quite some time.

On the desk in the living room was a laptop with a Keqing sticker on it, next to which were stacks of folders, some of which were already open and scattered on the table.

As for the two bedrooms, Ye Ming couldn't see what was happening inside because the doors were closed.

To be honest, Ye Ming was so thirsty and exhausted that he wanted to collapse and sleep, but since it was someone else's room and the host hadn't said anything, he could only force himself to stay awake.

Fortunately, Keqing is a very perceptive and understanding girl.

"Are you tired? Go and rest."

Ke Qing opened the door to the bedroom on the left for Ye Ming with great enthusiasm and even a little impatience. She helped Ye Ming sit on the edge of the bed and, seeing Ye Ming's chapped lips, said understandingly, "Are you very thirsty? Don't worry, I'll go out and get you a glass of water."

After saying that, he turned on the desk lamp and went outside to get some water.

The bedroom windows were tightly closed, and the curtains were drawn. Ye Ming shook his head and instinctively glanced at the only light source in the room—the bedside lamp. Then, to his surprise, he found a full glass of water on the bedside table.

There's water here, why do we need to go outside to pour it out?

The doubt flashed by, and Ye Ming, whose mind was still hazy, didn't think much of it. He licked his dry lips, picked up his water glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..."

Halfway through his drink, Ye Ming suddenly threw down the cup, clutched his throat, and coughed violently. His already red face turned even redder, as if it were about to bleed.

This cup, which is full of water, is not water at all!

It's all alcohol!

"Hahaha……"

Ye Ming gasped for breath, his mouth and throat burning, a surge of anger rising within him.

"Hey? What's wrong?"

Ke Qing, who was carrying a water glass, was taken aback when she saw Ye Ming's appearance. She quickly went to Ye Ming's side to support him and exclaimed, "Oh dear, you didn't drink all the wine on the table, did you?! It's my fault, it's all my fault for not explaining clearly to you earlier that what's in the glass is wine, not water."