Chapter 340
"Anyway, as the eldest son of the Wu family, you shouldn't be short of money. I'm easy to take care of; beer every day is enough."
Qijiu opened a can of beer, raised it, and made a clinking motion.
Actually, that would be a good idea, since she doesn't have a boyfriend right now anyway.
And she's 28 now, almost 29.
Finding a boyfriend is such a hassle, so it's better to just find a nice young man nearby.
Although Wu Liang and she are ten years apart in age, isn't love enough?
Besides, Wu Liang is a real heartthrob, and his family is incredibly powerful.
Besides, she feels pretty good about this guy, so it's not a bad thing for her to date a younger man, right? Don't you all agree?
"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense."
"Be a little serious, what exactly do you want from me?"
Wu Liang grabbed a blanket from the sofa and threw it at Qijiu, covering her long, white legs.
This woman, when she gets unserious, is just as good as Milutin.
Chapter 62: A Familiar Plot
"Beer is definitely not as good as it is if it's not chilled."
Qijiu casually tossed the empty can into the trash can in front of her.
She stuck out her pink little tongue and licked her lips with lingering pleasure.
Seemingly not very satisfied, Qijiu casually reached for the second can of beer.
"I didn't come here to watch you demonstrate how to down a can of beer in a minute."
A large hand suddenly covered Qijiu's delicate white hand.
Wu Liang frowned slightly. Did this woman have a cold?
Who would drink beer like water after catching a cold?
Moreover, the other person's energetic appearance doesn't seem like it at all...
"Your hands are really big, I can't even break free."
Qijiu smiled as she spoke, then tried to move her little hands but found she couldn't break free from Wu Liang's grasp.
However, she didn't care about such things; she wasn't some innocent seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl just beginning to experience love.
At 28 years old, she doesn't blush or feel shy when a boy shakes her hand.
She's old enough to be called "Auntie" by little kids now.
It would be too naive to still care about such trivial matters.
"You didn't call me here just to make fun of me, did you?"
Wu Liang held Qijiu's small hand and spoke softly.
But the tender, smooth, and soft touch made him unable to look at the other person's small hands.
Qijiu's hands are small, white, and soft.
It feels as smooth as fully expanded dough when you knead it.
Her skin was very well-maintained, not at all like the skin of a woman approaching thirty.
The skin was smooth and soft; Wu Liang could feel the soft, boneless texture simply by placing his hand on the other person's back.
After a moment of silence, Wu Liang looked away, trying to distract him.
But the more he tried to distract himself, the more sensitive his sense of touch became.
The warmth and gentleness he hadn't been able to feel from Qijiu's hands before was now traveling through his nerve endings.
I resisted the urge to squeeze the other person's small hand a couple of times.
After hesitating for a long time, Wu Liang moved his right hand away and put it back in his pocket.
"Oh my, I never knew you could be shy."
Qijiu said with a grin, and casually opened a can of beer.
Snow-white bubbles spread out from the outlet.
Qijiu brought her little mouth to the opening and greedily sucked.
"Wow, beer really does have a kick!"
"Are you sure you don't want a can? It's a shame you bought such a high-end product; it would be such a waste not to get a can."
After taking a big gulp, Qijiu pulled out a bottle of beer from beside her and threw it at Wu Liang.
The beer that Wu Liang brought was a very expensive brand-name product.
The taste and texture are superb; it would be a real shame if Wu Liang didn't drink it himself.
"Unless you want me to sleep here until tomorrow morning."
Wu Liang weighed the beer in his hand and said with a dark expression.
He will probably never touch alcohol again in his life.
Ever since the embarrassing incident at Ye Luotong's house, he has developed a phobia of alcohol.
The most embarrassing thing was when he boasted to Qijiu about how much he could drink.
He was nicknamed the "Little Wine God of the Jianghu," but he died before he could even finish a bottle of beer.
This is absolutely embarrassing for him, it's utterly humiliating.
His body is indeed abnormal now, but unfortunately, he has absolutely no resistance to alcohol.
He should stay away from alcohol from now on, otherwise he might do something stupid again.
With a tolerance for alcohol so low, he'll never be able to drink alcohol again in his life.
"Hmm? I don't mind if you sleep here. My bedroom bed is actually quite big."
Qijiu waved her hand dismissively.
He sat up and leaned back on the sofa, looking at Wu Liang with great interest.
This kid can be innocent, mature, or a seasoned veteran—he can be both.
Hey, what a funny kid. This boy doesn't look like an eighteen-year-old at all.
"I'm going back."
Wu Liang turned and left without looking back.
He regretted listening to Qijiu and coming here.
How could he have been so foolish as to believe Qijiu's nonsense and come to deliver wine to her?
His coming to see Qijiu was a mistake in itself; she only saw him as a toy to kill time.
"Hey hey hey hey??? Don't go!! Hey!!"
When Qijiu saw that Wu Liang really wanted to leave, she panicked.
His expression changed, and he hurriedly called out to Wu Liang, trying to persuade him to stay.
But Qijiu soon discovered that Wu Liang had no intention of stopping at all.
Instead, he walked straight to the entrance without looking back.
"Hey! I really have something to tell you!!"
"I'll tell you why now, you brat, don't walk so fast!!"
Qijiu grabbed the beer in her hand and hurriedly climbed off the sofa.
In a hurry, he stood up and ran forward.
She couldn't let Wu Liang, who had finally made it here, leave.
It was just a few words I chatted jokingly with Wu Liang earlier.
This brat is getting grumpy; he really has absolutely no sense of humor...
"Oh no!!!"
The sharp pain in her ankle made Qijiu cry out in agony.
Oh no, she forgot she can't move her feet too much right now.
A piercing, stinging pain traveled from my ankle to my brain.
She twisted her Qijiu and lost her balance, crashing headfirst into the ground.
"We're doomed..."
He stared blankly at the ground that kept enlarging in front of him.
Qijiu closed her eyes, filled with regret. "Ah, what have I done...?"
Tap tap... Bang! Crash...
The sound of scattered footsteps suddenly rang out, followed by a dull thud as something heavy fell to the ground.
Finally, there was a sound like liquid splashing on the ground, accompanied by a soft groan.
"Um?"
Qijiu lay quietly on the ground with her eyes closed, several question marks rising in her mind.
"It doesn't hurt?"
Qijiu was somewhat puzzled by this.
Why didn't I feel any pain? And it felt soft and squishy down there.
"Have you lay down enough?"
A deep male voice suddenly came from beneath her.
Qijiu hurriedly opened her eyes after hearing the slightly helpless and somewhat dissatisfied male voice.
Wu Liang, soaking wet, lay beneath her, looking exactly like a human cushion.
"Ah... you... you were just here...!"
Qijiu scrambled to her feet, looking blankly at Wu Liang, who was lying on the ground.
No... this kid... how did he get here??
She couldn't help but look up towards the corridor.
If I remember correctly, Wu Liang should have already walked to the corridor.
It only took two seconds from when I screamed in surprise to when I fell down.
How did this kid react and run over from that side in such a short time?
"You got my clothes wet."
Wu Liang looked at his shirt, which was already soaked with beer, with a look of disgust.
"Ah... yes... yes..."
Qijiu, regaining her senses, gave an awkward smile.
Looking at Wu Liang, who was soaking wet, I then looked at her clean T-shirt.
Not only did he act as a human cushion for her... he also protected her from getting her clothes wet with beer...
Slacking off for a day
I'll be away for the day, please forgive me, bosses. I'll resume normal updates tomorrow.