After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

When Cuizhi brought the last plate of cooked dumplings to the table, tonight’s New Year’s Eve dinner officially began.

We sat at two tables just like when we first came.

Si Jiu was at the same table with Wen Baizhi, Rong Heng, Cuizhi, and Ping An.

Ping'an shrank his body and boldly put a pot of wine on the table.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, we should drink some pepper wine."

Wen Baizhi didn't know much about the customs in Dacheng before, but now that she knows, she will think about following them.

She handed her wine bowl to Ping An: "Pour me a bowl."

Si Jiu still remembered how drunk she was during the autumn hunt, and he didn't really want her to drink.

But seeing that she looked so happy, he swallowed the words back.

Never mind, as long as she is happy.

Wen Baizhi looked at the wine in front of her with satisfaction: "This is the first time in such a long time that so many people have gathered together to celebrate New Year's Eve."

Si Jiu knew she was talking about Wen Bai.

Wen Bai indeed hadn't celebrated New Year's Eve for a long time.

Si Jiu's heart suddenly felt a little stagnant: "Ping An, pour me a bowl too."

Ping An cried out, looked at Rong Heng and then at Wen Baizhi, and was hesitant to pour the wine.

It’s not Ping An’s fault, it’s just that Si Jiu’s body is different from that of ordinary people.

If he drinks, stomachache is the least of the side effects.

Seeing that Ping'an didn't pour the wine, Wen Baizhi stepped forward and poured the wine into Si Jiu's bowl.

Si Jiu didn't expect that she would pour wine for him.

Wen Baizhi explained: "Today is a good day, I think everyone should celebrate it, it's okay to drink some pepper wine."

Si Jiu held the wine bowl with both hands: "Thank you."

He was grateful for Wen Baizhi's constant respect for him.

Wen Baizhi raised her eyebrows: "Now that everyone has poured the wine, let's start eating. Then, I suggest that before we start eating, we all raise our wine bowls together, drink this bowl of wine that symbolizes the past, and welcome a better new year together!"

As soon as Wen Baizhi said this, Si Jiu was the first to respond and stood up.

The others also picked up their wine bowls and stood up.

"Cheers to the New Year and tomorrow." Si Jiu said and was the first to drink the wine.

“Happy New Year, Happy Tomorrow!”

Wen Baizhi and others also drank the wine.

Wen Baizhi wanted to pour another bowl, but was stopped by Si Jiu.

Wen Baizhi was a little depressed: "I want to drink some more."

Instead, Si Jiu took the wine jug from her and poured himself a bowl of wine.

"If you drink any more you'll get drunk. I haven't been feeling well these past few days, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you by then."

Wen Baizhi poked his wine bowl with her finger: "Then why do you pour yourself wine? Won't you get drunk?"

Si Jiu calmly turned the place that Wen Baizhi had poked in front of himself.

"I knew I was going to get drunk, I did it on purpose."

"Did you do this on purpose? Why did you deliberately get yourself drunk?" Wen Baizhi asked.

Si Jiu put his lips to the place where Wen Baizhi's finger had poked him, then tilted his head back and finished the bowl of wine.

"Because there are many things I can only say when I'm drunk."

There were many things he wanted to say to Wen Baizhi.

Wen Baizhi suddenly understood what Si Jiu wanted to say.

She pursed her lips and snickered, filling his bowl with wine again: "I see, then you can drink some more."

Rong Heng was unhappy now: "Hey, hey, hey, don't you know that his body can't drink so much alcohol?"

Wen Baizhi didn't even raise her head: "I know."

Rong Heng laughed angrily: "Then you know why you still pour him wine? What will you do if he gets a stomachache?"

Wen Baizhi hugged Si Jiu's arm and said, "It's okay. If he has a stomachache, I'll give him medicine and rub his stomach."

Si Jiu finally mustered up the courage to speak, and she would make him say these words successfully no matter what.

Rong Heng arched his lips and said, "You two are amazing, really amazing. When Si Jiu rolls around in pain on the bed at night, don't come knocking on my door."

Cuizhi was sitting next to Rong Heng. Seeing the tense situation between him and her lady, she felt very nervous.

She carefully picked up a dumpling and placed it on Rong Heng's plate: "Doctor Rong, this is a dumpling I made myself. Please taste it and see if it tastes good."

Rong Heng's attention was indeed attracted by the dumplings.

He took a bite to test the temperature and then put the whole thing into his mouth.

“Delicious, delicious. Not bad, not bad.”

Poor Rong Heng had limited ability to express himself, and in the end he could only utter these few repetitive comments.

Cuizhi silently moved one of the plates of dumplings closer to Rongheng.

"Eat more if you like. You've worked hard during this period."

When Wen Baizhi saw Rong Heng’s mouth blocked by Cuizhi’s dumplings, she couldn’t help but sigh in her heart that Cuizhi was worthy of helping her.

Si Jiu had already drunk two bowls of pepper wine. Wen Baizhi was worried that he would feel uncomfortable if he continued drinking like this, so she also picked up some dumplings for Si Jiu.

But Si Jiu didn't eat meat, so she fed the dumpling skin to Si Jiu and ate the dumpling filling.

As she ate, she regretted, "I was in such a hurry when making dumplings today. If I had known, I would have made you some vegetarian dumplings so that you could eat them."

Si Jiu fed her and made her swallow: "I think this is good."

It doesn't really matter to him what he eats.

What was meaningful to him was sharing this moment with her.

Wen Baizhi then fed him two more dumpling skins and didn't dare give him any more.

"You have a bad stomach, so eating too much will be a burden."

Si Jiu naturally agreed to her.

In the end, Si Jiu drank three bowls of wine.

In fact, I wasn't drunk at all.

This was not even as much as the amount of alcohol Qi Yan'an forced him to drink during the autumn hunt.

But when Wen Baizhi carefully helped him back to the room, he felt that he was drunk.

Still quite drunk.

He felt that his arms and waist, where Wen Baizhi was holding them, were itchy and uncomfortable.

Wen Baizhi put him on the bed: "Zijin, lie down for a while, I'll make you some hangover soup."

Having said this, she was about to turn and leave.

Si Jiu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Wen Baizhi didn't dare to struggle against him, but was actually pulled into his arms.

Her ear was pressed to his heart.

The sound of his violent heartbeat rang in his ears.

"Did you hear that?" Si Jiu was reluctant to let go of Wen Baizhi's wrist with one hand, while the other hand touched her hair.

Wen Baizhi's mouth was a little dry: "What did you hear?"

Si Jiu's drunken voice was very sexy and deep: "Hear my heartbeat."

Wen Baizhi's free hand slowly touched his chest: "I heard it."

She even pinched the flesh on his chest deliberately: "I not only heard your heartbeat, I also heard you say you love me."

Wen Baizhi's hand went all the way up.

She touched Si Jiu's Adam's apple and then touched Si Jiu's cheek.

Finally her hand fell to his lips.

Wen Baizhi got up from him and supported herself on his side.

"Can I kiss you?" she asked.

Si Jiu didn't answer.

He simply answered the question with a kiss.