After the Gu Family's party, they reserved rooms for the guests at the winery.
But Huo Yuzhou and Nan Qing did not linger; they got into the car one after the other.
Nan Qing rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window. The just-right amount of alcohol made him less clear-headed than usual, and he was slightly tipsy.
Once you relax mentally, your thinking becomes much more unpredictable than usual.
He remembered Huo Yuzhou's innermost thoughts, and he also remembered those dark and deep eyes.
Huo Yuzhou liked him very much.
She took good care of him, afraid that he would get hurt, and was gentle and considerate.
But apart from his face, he has absolutely no redeeming qualities.
He even bullied him, humiliated him, abused him, and mistreated him so many times.
He still likes himself, why is that?
The man next to him seemed somewhat tired, or perhaps he had been drinking; he was resting with his fingers on his forehead and his eyes closed.
Nan Qing stealthily moved a little closer and waved her hand under Huo Yuzhou's eyes.
He moved very quietly, without making a sound.
But the next second, that beautiful hand grasped his wrist, the watch's dazzling brilliance shimmering in the light and shadow, reflecting in Nan Qing's eyes.
They got caught.
Nan Qing showed no remorse; instead, she questioned him with righteous indignation.
Weren't you asleep?
You were peeking at me.
He drew his own conclusion, then leaned closer to Huo Yuzhou, raising his pretty little face.
"Tell me quickly, how long have you been spying on me!"
Huo Yuzhou's large, well-defined hand gripped his wrist, his rough fingertips caressing the soft skin with an ambiguous itch.
Nan Qing struggled, but couldn't break free.
He simply stopped struggling, reached out and pinched Huo Yuzhou's cheek.
"Don't pretend to be asleep Huo Yuzhou, I know you're awake."
The streetlights outside the window cast soft shadows, and the man, his hand supporting his forehead, slowly lifted his eyelids.
His narrow, dark eyes churned with dark emotions as he stared at him intently for a long while.
Just as Nan Qing realized he was probably really drunk and she couldn't wait for his answer, and decided to distance herself from him, a strong force pulled her, and with a sudden feeling of weightlessness, Nan Qing exclaimed and sat on his lap.
The faint scent of ebony mingled with the aroma of alcohol, and that overly alluring face suddenly magnified, creating a powerful impact.
But the other person seemed oblivious, still pinching his chin.
"Young Master..."
The lingering notes faded into the soft glow of the lamplight.
Nan Qing's heart suddenly raced, and her cheeks began to burn again.
Why are you calling me that?
Nan Qing muttered softly, her soft, white wrist habitually resting on Huo Yuzhou's shoulder.
"I've already been kicked out of the Bai Family; I'm no longer some young master."
"Who are you."
Those deep, dark eyes watched him silently, their intense gaze slid inch by inch across his face, finally settling on his lips.
" Qingqing will always be my most esteemed young master."
"Oh well..."
The boy sitting on his lap, like a kitten whose fur had been successfully stroked, gently wiggled his legs a couple of times, pretending to be completely unconcerned.
"I don't care, but since that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."
Huo Yuzhou hummed in agreement, then fell silent.
Huo Yuzhou has been making too many outrageous moves lately; it's rare to see him remain silent like this.
The more he acted like this, the more Nan Qing wanted to tease him.
" Huo Yuzhou, why won't you let me eat the last dish at the banquet?"
Although she was unlikely to hear the truth, Nan Qing's mind was particularly active at the moment, and hearing lies could help her pass the time.
He asked the question knowing the answer already, and Huo Yuzhou smiled slightly.
"Because it's highly likely that something was added to it."
Nan Qing raised an eyebrow in surprise, hooked her arm around his neck, and leaned closer, mischievously intending to expose his true colors.
"You knew perfectly well, so why did you still eat it?"
Huo Yuzhou suddenly raised his eyebrows, his deep gaze falling on his face.
Is he going to pretend to be mute again, always like this?
"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. I can pretend I don't know anything."
Nan Qing kindly made excuses for the other party, with an expression that said, "Good brother, I forgive you for everything."
Huo Yuzhou gently pinched his chin, his fingertips brushing from his cheek to the corner of his lips, his aggressive and threatening eyes drawing closer little by little, almost touching his nose.
Nan Qing felt a sense of crisis, as if her safe territory was being invaded, and instinctively tried to distance herself from the other party.
But the man's strong hand pressed against his back, his eyes gleaming with a turbulent danger, and his gaze fell upon his face.
In the instant their breaths mingled, the aroma of wine spread through the air.
Nan Qing heard the other person's low, husky voice in his ear, asking him:
Do you want to hear the truth, or a lie?
Nan Qing thought about it and decided to give him face.
"That's a lie."
Huo Yuzhou's lips curled slightly, and he spoke frankly.
"I miss you."
Nan Qing's cheeks suddenly flushed, her ears felt hot, and a blush spread from her earlobes all the way down her neck, even her chest, which was covered by her shirt, turned crimson.
He couldn't stand such lewd words, and Huo Yuzhou was rubbing his cheek with his fingers, leaving him nowhere to hide.
He could only feign composure and nudged Huo Yuzhou's shoulder.
" Huo Yuzhou, you're drunk."
The car drove away from the streetlights, turned a corner, and entered the winding mountain road.
The bright moon shone outside the window, and the tall shadows of the trees stood silently in the sky, like strangely shaped black silhouettes receding along the car window.
Nan Qing regretted deliberately provoking Huo Yuzhou, and glanced out the window, trying to change the subject.
" Huo Yuzhou, is this your other home?"
Huo Yuzhou stared intently at him. "Want to give it a try?"
Nan Qing didn't react immediately, "Try what? Try living in your new home?"
In the dim light, Huo Yuzhou seemed to smile and mouthed something to him.
Nan Qing's ears turned bright red again, and her cheeks were burning hot, as if some autumn wildfire was burning.
He didn't know how to answer, but Huo Yuzhou pressed his advantage, putting his arm around his waist and whispering in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"I saw you secretly looking at the photos you took last night before you went to sleep."
"Do you like it? I can wear it again."
Other styles are fine too, what style do you like?
He asked him in a very gentlemanly manner, his tone exceptionally refined.
But the hand that had been resting on his back somehow found itself gripping his wrist, pulling his hand towards her own abs, her tone seductive.
"The actual product feels much better than the photos."
" Baby, do you like it?"
Nan Qing felt even more guilty.
Because he genuinely likes it.
"It's alright..."
He spoke vaguely, his voice unclear.
But the handsome man chuckled softly, leaned closer to his profile, and whispered in his ear as if telling a secret.
"Young Master, I'm drunk."
"He's not fully conscious and his reactions are somewhat slow."
"If the young master were to take advantage of this moment to do something to me, I probably wouldn't struggle."
"My muscles are very hard, want to try it yourself?"