Chapter 71
Pei Kuang's whole body froze in place, not daring to move a muscle.
The two's noses were touching, their lips pressed tightly together.
In that moment, Pei Kuang subconsciously thought Song Anan was going to wake up, but unexpectedly, she kept her eyes shut tight the whole time, without any signs of waking up at all.
Now, in this situation, Song Anan had subconsciously put her arms around his neck, in order to stop the feeling of weightlessness.
As for the warmth on her lips, that was purely an accident - they had leaned in too close to each other, and when she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips accidentally...
After a brief moment of shock, Pei Kuang regained his senses. Taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state was absolutely unacceptable.
Although the soft touch of her lips was very tempting, he still resisted with his strong will, afraid of offending Song Anan.
But just as Pei Kuang was about to slowly pull away, Song Anan suddenly moved.
She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
Pei Kuang's mind 'boomed', like something had exploded, and a wave of heat rushed straight to his head.
He recoiled as if stung by something, panicking as he took two steps back.
But because Pei Kuang had let go too hurriedly, Song Anan's head fell right onto the pillow.
She made a discontented "hmm hmm" sound with her eyes still closed, then turned over and continued sleeping.
Pei Kuang: "..."
The two of them remained that way, one sleeping soundly on the bed, the other standing pensively by the bedside.
In the quiet room, time seemed to have paused.
After about half a minute, Pei Kuang finally regained his senses.
He raised his hand and touched his lower lip, looking at the culprit sleeping sweetly on the bed, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
This...
Who took advantage of whom?
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The next day when Song Anan woke up, it was already bright out.
She sat blankly in bed for a while before finally confirming where she was.
This was Pei Kuang's bedroom, so how did she end up here?
Song Anan lightly knocked her head, trying to make herself more awake.
Not only was her alcohol tolerance poor, she had memory lapses when drunk, so her last memory from last night still remained at the bar.
She had realized then that she was probably drunk, and while she still had some shred of sober consciousness left, she had called Li Sirui.
Song Anan noticed her phone on the bedside cabinet and immediately picked it up.
She had to call Li Sirui first to ask what had happened.
When Song Anan called, Li Sirui had just gotten off a plane. After chatting for a while, she finally understood the whole story.
"Anan, how are you now? I really couldn't change my flight yesterday, and Pei Kuang happened to call, so..." Li Sirui said.
No matter what, leaving her drunk friend with someone else, even if that person was very reliable, still left Li Sirui feeling a little guilty.
Song Anan quickly said, "Sirui, don't worry, I'm really fine. I just had some memory lapses from being drunk and wanted to ask you about it."
Ever since their internships, Li Sirui had already been away from home for almost a year. She finally had a vacation to go back and see her family, so if Song Anan had ruined it, she would have felt truly awful and uneasy.
After making sure she was indeed fine, Li Sirui finally relaxed.
The two chatted for a while longer, of course mainly Li Sirui gushing about seeing her idol last night, and singing Pei Kuang's praises.
"Ahhhhh I really picked the right idol to stan, Pei Kuang is such a good person, he even worried that I was unsafe taking a cab so early!" Li Sirui said excitedly.
"But I also know he did that because I'm your roommate. Wuwuwuwu, little Anan, I got to bask in your glow and be cared for by my idol, yay, my life is fulfilled now!"
Song Anan knew she was teasing her on purpose, and jokingly asked, "He doesn't know you're his fan?"
Hearing this, Li Sirui immediately became smug, "Of course not! You didn't even see, I was sooo cool the whole time, keeping my composure..."
After hanging up, Song Anan sat alone on the bed soberly for a while longer.
She sorted through the events and realized, other than the embarrassment of being a lightweight, there didn't seem to be any other problems.
After all, her sister-in-law had said she became very docile when drunk, only knowing to sleep, and couldn't be woken up at all.
Plus Li Sirui's account just now confirmed this too - she really just slept the whole time, very obedient.
Song Anan heaved a deep sigh of relief, got out of bed, and very conscientiously tidied herself up, confirming there were no issues before pushing open the bedroom door.
She didn't see Pei Kuang after coming to the living room, but heard sounds coming from the kitchen next door.
Song Anan turned to look and happened to meet Pei Kuang's gaze as he emerged from the kitchen.
"Good morning," she greeted first. Pei Kuang smiled and said, "Morning."
"Do you have a headache?"
Song Anan still felt a little embarrassed, and shook her head, "...No headache."
Pei Kuang nodded slightly, "That's good. Go freshen up first, I got your toiletries bag from Linchuan's place, they're all set up in the bathroom. I'm preparing breakfast, we can eat soon."
Song Anan gave an "oh" and obediently turned to go to the bathroom.
After washing up, when she came out, Pei Kuang had already brought out breakfast, not only sandwiches but he had specially cooked some porridge for Song Anan.
At the dining table, the two ate breakfast silently, neither speaking.
After a while, Song Anan pushed the porridge around in her bowl and mumbled, "Sorry for the trouble yesterday."
Pei Kuang glanced up, smiling lightly, "You're very well-behaved when drunk, no trouble at all."
Hearing this, Song Anan finally relaxed completely. Well-behaved when drunk, great!
She gave an "oh," and casually asked, "By the way, where did you sleep last night?"
Pei Kuang looked at her with a hint of a smile, "Don't worry, I slept on the couch. Didn't take advantage of you."
Song Anan: "..."
Uh...was she hearing things? Why did that sound a little sarcastic?
Song Anan was baffled. She hadn't said anything about him taking advantage of her, so why did he emphasize that specifically?
Could she have done something last night?
The next moment, Song Anan directly dismissed that thought.
Impossible. Her sister-in-law wouldn't have lied to her - she said when drunk she became like a little pig, impossible to wake up.
Think about it, how could a sleeping pig take advantage of anyone?
Pei Kuang was probably just overthinking things and explaining it to prevent her from getting the wrong idea.
After all, normally the first thing a girl would worry about upon waking up dead drunk was her own safety.
But Song Anan didn't actually have this concern at all. When she realized she had woken up in Pei Kuang's bedroom, her first reaction was just relief that it was him.
She had complete faith in Pei Kuang's character.
"No need to say anything about taking advantage or not, of course I trust you!" Song Anan said earnestly. "Just like I trust Linchuan."
Pei Kuang: "..."
Had she never considered the possibility that the advantage-taker could be someone else!
And now denying it ever happened.
Seeing Song Anan's innocent expression, Pei Kuang couldn't help smiling inwardly.
He should have known from the start, what was he pointlessly agonizing over last night?
Probably because that accident had kept him up most of the night, his mind was muddled.
"Is the porridge enough? There's more in the pot, let me serve you some," Pei Kuang asked.
Song Anan quickly waved her hands, "Enough, enough, I'm not very hungry."
Possibly due to the alcohol, she didn't have much of an appetite after getting up in the morning, and was forcing herself to eat this bowl of porridge.
Seeing she really lacked appetite, Pei Kuang didn't push her.
As if just chatting casually, he asked, "Any plans for the National Day holiday?"
Song Anan swallowed the porridge in her mouth and answered, "No plans."
Pei Kuang's brows perked up slightly, "No meeting friends to go out, watch movies or anything?"
Song Anan didn't think much of it and directly replied, "My roommate all went home, no one to meet up with."
Pei Kuang gave an "oh," "No one else besides your roommate?"
Song Anan frowned. She finally realized Pei Kuang was implying something.
She suddenly remembered, earlier Song Linchuan had also called her, directly and indirectly saying things like "you have to let me know if any boys confess to you, I'll check them out for you" and the like.
Song Anan strongly suspected that Jing Fan had told Pei Kuang about his previous confession to her.
But she had no evidence!
Song Anan put down her chopsticks and said angrily, "I don't have any boys chasing me or asking me out now!"
Pei Kuang was delighted inside but kept a calm appearance. "Do you have any boys you like? If there's someone you like, you can take the initiative appropriately."
He then added, "But you probably don't know what's appropriate. Tell me and I can give you some ideas."
Boys she liked?
Song Anan instinctively wanted to look at Pei Kuang but managed to restrain herself.
She lowered her head and took another sip of porridge, muttering, "I don't like any boys, okay?"
Pei Kuang's eyes flashed with joy. No boys she liked, huh.
That's perfect!
"Why are you so gossipy?" Song Anan looked very unhappy.
Pei Kuang shrugged. "Can't help it. I'm bored and alone this holiday. Why don't we hang out together?" In her mind, Song Anan thought who would want to hang out with him. She could handle being alone just fine.
Pei Kuang went on planning by himself, "Then you can rest this morning. Let's take Qiúqiú to the pet hospital this afternoon for a bath and a health checkup. It's probably time for its vaccines too."
When Song Anan heard it was about this, she immediately lost her will to oppose it.
To tell the truth, since they first picked up Qiúqiú, she and Pei Kuang had gone with it to the pet hospital once. After that, she hadn't taken care of it at all.
Other than occasionally buying some cat food and canned cat food, she really seldom worried about anything else. Pei Kuang had been taking care of it these past few years.
Since she had time now, she naturally had no reason to decline. So the two finalized this plan.
But as the saying goes, plans can never catch up to changes. It really makes sense.
The plan they had just made at noon was disrupted right after lunch when Pei Kuang suddenly received a call that he had to go on a last-minute business trip.
He had to leave right away as it was very urgent.
"Let's go to the pet hospital with Qiúqiú when I get back. It gets very nervous in unfamiliar environments and reacts strongly. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it alone," Pei Kuang said.
Song Anan asked, "When will you be back then?"
Pei Kuang replied, "Not sure yet. If it's short, I can be back in a day or two. If it's long, it'll probably take a week."
Song Anan just said "Oh."
"Since this trip was so sudden, I can't bring Qiúqiú. I'll have to trouble you to take care of it these few days," Pei Kuang said.
Song Anan naturally had no issues and readily agreed, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
The hospital wasn't far from here either. Even after the holiday ended, coming over every day would be quite convenient.
That was the good thing about having a cat. She didn't need to walk it. As long as she came regularly to feed it, clean up after it, and occasionally play with it, the little guy would be very happy.
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At the T City Airport exit.
Wearing a mask and hat that completely concealed his identity, Pei Kuang walked out of the airport gate. He was only accompanied by an assistant.
After exiting, they headed straight for a black business car. Pei Kuang got into the passenger seat while the assistant sat in the back.
After the car started, it slowly drove away from the airport.
The person who had come to pick them up was Luo Yi.
Pei Kuang took off his hat and mask and looked at Luo Yi, asking, "Where are we going now?"
"To my place," Luo Yi replied. "Uncle Li said it wasn't convenient to talk at the police station, so I asked him to go there first."
Pei Kuang lightly nodded without saying anything else.
He turned his gaze out the window, watching the busy streets pass by, looking pensive.