Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She opened her arms, hugged him, and lowered her head, feeling extremely guilty.

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have made you drink on purpose...It's all my fault, I was too bad..."

 He smiled, patted her back gently, and shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with her. Don't talk about yourself like that. What's more, I'm not drunk."

 A drunk person will not admit that he is drunk - this seems to be an iron rule.

"..." Yun Si didn't refute him and asked him to admit that he was drunk. She took his hand, shook it, and said, "Go back to sleep. If you feel uncomfortable, I can take care of you. Okay?"

 After being drunk, his hands were a little hot—abnormally hot, higher than usual.

Yun Si held his hand, but couldn't help but probed his forehead, which seemed to be a little warm.

She was even more worried about him, so she patiently coaxed him: "Or you can stay here instead of going to my house. I'll stay with you, okay?"

 “…” He looked at her quietly and did not answer.

Just when she was about to make a move, he suddenly approached and kissed her.

 Kiss the corners of the mouth, and leave at the touch of a touch.

Yun Si was stunned for a moment.

 Blinking her eyes, she looked at him who was extraordinarily quiet and docile in front of her—he was even more clingy than usual. He had been looking at her since she came in.

She looked over. He slightly bent his eyes and looked at her quietly.

 Don't speak, just hold her hand tightly.

He obviously told her to go to bed and go to bed early, but the hand... seemed to have no intention of letting go.

Not only did he not let go, he stood up and slowly approached her.

Hold her gently with one hand, lower his head, and rub the tip of his nose against her, as if he wanted to kiss her.

his eyes were misty, as if covered with an invisible dark mist, slightly blurred and lustful, reflecting her, completely focused.

Yun Si looked at him, thought for a while, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him tentatively. He touched his head and whispered: "Stand up...are you not dizzy?"

After receiving her response, he hugged her tighter and said in a low voice, with a hint of drunkenness and too gentleness, "I'm not dizzy, not at all."

He probably told the truth, because when he kissed her, he could find the right position with perfect accuracy.

I wanted to get close to her, but I still remembered that I couldn't get too close - I just kissed her, slowly and with restraint.

His very soft voice escaped from his lips and teeth.

 Struggling with her, slowly.

 “I feel...I feel like I’m a little drunk.”

The few glasses of wine could not make him completely sober, but holding her, he felt a little drunk.

He was so full of emotion that he lost control. He didn't know what he was doing and always wanted to get close to her.

I want to hug her, so I take a step forward and hug her tighter.

Yun Si looked at him, tilted her head slightly, and couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't you just say that you weren't drunk?"

 “Hmm…I seem drunk now.”

Yun Si resisted the urge to raise the corners of her mouth and coughed lightly, as if she understood something.

　　Pushing him away, he touched his face, his eyes were bright and he smiled: "Then...if you are drunk, do you still want to come with me? If you come with me, you will be rewarded."

“…” He seemed to be thinking without thinking and nodded, “Okay.”

　　　If you say you want to follow her, you will naturally follow her.

Yun Si took him back to her house without any effort.

 Pressing him to lie down, Yun Si held his hands and smiled like a female hooligan.