Chapter 278: Chapter 279 Rascal
Song Xiaodong had also drunk too much and fell asleep as soon as he got into the car. He had ways to sober himself up, but the feeling of being drunk was quite exhilarating, and unless he was on a job, Song Xiaodong never minded getting hammered.
"Hey, hey, wake up, weâre home."
Miao Qingqing parked the car and after pushing and shouting for a while, finally got Song Xiaodong to open his eyes.
"Oh, weâre home, then letâs go up," Song Xiaodong said, pushing the car door open and getting out, although his steps were a bit unsteady.
Miao Qingqing quickly locked the car and hurried after him. Seeing Song Xiaodong looking like he was about to fall over any minute, she had no choice but to put her arm around his waist and then hoisted Song Xiaodongâs arm onto her shoulder.
Feeling the heavy weight suddenly press down on her, Miao Qingqing found it a bit hard to bear. Fortunately, it was still within her tolerance, and she complained somewhat annoyed, "How come youâre so heavy."
Song Xiaodong mumbled, "Then Iâll walk by myself, no problem."
"Stop showing off and just walk," Miao Qingqing scolded with a glare, holding onto Song Xiaodong as they headed towards the elevator.
Even so, Song Xiaodong still staggered as he walked. Miao Qingqing hadnât taken many steps before she looked at Song Xiaodong with annoyance and said fiercely, "You dead pervert, take your hand off!"
"Oh? Whatâs wrong?" Song Xiaodong looked at Miao Qingqing, all perplexed.
"I told you, you dead pervert, to take your hand off, look where youâve put it?"
"Oh... itâs on your chest, huh? Whoa, nice elasticity."
"Go die!" All Miao Qingqing felt was not only Song Xiaodongâs hand on her chest but also that at that moment he actually pinched her twice. She was both furious and embarrassed, and pinched him hard around his waist. She really wanted to just throw this guy here and let him sleep in the basement overnight.
But a strange sensation spread from her chest throughout her body, causing her legs to give way involuntarily, nearly causing both of them to fall.
"Ah haha... sorry, I drank a bit too much," Song Xiaodong winced, becoming somewhat more sober and pulling his hand away.
Miao Qingqing pinched Song Xiaodong again, huffing and saying, "Hmph, you really are a shameless jerk, taking advantage of me when youâre drunk, and even when youâre not drunk too, did I owe you in my past life or something?"
"This... sorry about that," Song Xiaodong chuckled awkwardly, quickly becoming more behaved.
The two of them walked a few more steps, and Song Xiaodongâs hand once again slid down and landed on Miao Qingqingâs chest.
Miao Qingqing turned her head towards Song Xiaodong, saw him with his eyes closed, as if asleep, opened her mouth to scold him, but ended up not making a sound after several attempts.
"Forget it, heâs drunk, it must be unintentional, no need to make a big deal out of it," Miao Qingqing reasoned with herself internally.
"Itâs not the first time heâs touched me. Last time in the cinema, he groped me for quite a while, and just yesterday morning, he went even further with me. Now that heâs touching me over my clothes again, whatâs there to fuss about."
Thinking this way, Miao Qingqing indeed no longer felt that strong reluctance and continued to help Song Xiaodong move forward.
But with each step, Song Xiaodongâs hand would sway over her chest, causing a slight friction there.
Although the friction wasnât intense, just a bit, after more than a dozen times, an unusual sensation began to rise from that spot and rapidly spread throughout her body.
"This is an accident, Miao Qingqing, donât let your mind wander." Miao Qingqing reminded herself in her heart, but the more she tried not to focus on the contact, the more her mind was completely filled with that sensation.
Miao Qingqingâs steps grew increasingly powerless, slower, and her breathing became hurried, with watery eyes and a tender face flushing red.
"Damn it, damn it, you damn man, youâre killing me." Miao Qingqing cursed Song Xiaodong in her heart, but involuntarily recalled the scene at the movie theater.
That day, she was kissed forcefully by Song Xiaodong, and then her chest was claimed by him. At that moment, she felt her brain short-circuit, and afterward, she was quite annoyedâangry at herself for not thinking through that moment in detail.
Now that she thought about it, she suddenly realized that it had been a marvelous feeling, even when her chest was being claimed; it was an extremely exhilarating sensation.
At this moment, she actually longed for Song Xiaodong not to merely brush against her but to squeeze and knead with force as he had done that day.
"Miao Qingqing, youâve really fallen." Miao Qingqing silently scolded herself in her heart, but no matter how much she berated herself, it was futile against the strong anticipation her body felt.
"Oh, right, this guy has agreed to be my boyfriend, so itâs not a bad thing to be taken advantage of by him. Yes, thatâs right, thereâs nothing to be embarrassed about, heâs my boyfriend after all."
Miao Qingqing suddenly found herself a perfect excuse, a mental suggestion.
And such suggestions, for many people caught in a dilemma, often turn out to be the best solution to their problems.
Once the inner conflict was resolved, Miao Qingqing no longer felt self-reproach, as if enjoying that sensation added a delicious taste to the experience. From time to time, she looked at Song Xiaodong, and her gaze softened.
They finally entered the elevator, and Miao Qingqing, leaning against the wall with Song Xiaodong, felt the pressure significantly lessen.
All the way to the front door of her home, Song Xiaodong made no further move, but Miao Qingqing knew she must appear quite a mess. So even after exiting the elevator with Song Xiaodong, she didnât immediately knock on the door, but stood at the front, waiting for her emotions to settle down before entering with Song Xiaodong. This way, it also avoided any awkwardness from letting Song Xiaoru and Miao Xuanxuan detect something amiss.
"Oh... weâve arrived, huh? Why arenât you going in?" Miao Qingqing didnât want to enter, but to her surprise, just then, Song Xiaodong opened his eyes, muttered a word, and knocked twice on the door.
Miao Qingqingâs face turned darkâthis damn man, she cursed in her heart: You donât wake up when you should, and now that you shouldnât wake up, you do.
She was really hoping that no one inside had heard, but as soon as the door was knocked, it opened, and Miao Xuanxuan appeared in her line of sight.
"Ah, Dongzi, have you been drinking too much?" Miao Xuanxuan immediately came over to help Miao Qingqing with Song Xiaodong.
Miao Qingqing was inwardly relieved that Miao Xuanxuanâs attention was on Song Xiaodong, which probably meant he wouldnât notice her.
"Huh, Qingqing, whatâs wrong with your complexion?" However, Miao Xuanxuan immediately followed up with another remark.