Clothes with Snow

Chapter 1554: 1554: Who Cares About Your Men (7)


Chapter 1554: Chapter 1554: Who Cares About Your Men (7)


So, Xia Chuqing couldn’t help but move closer to him again.


“Xiao Mo, are you really drunk…” she probed.


Xiao Mo remained silent, pretending not to hear.


“You’ve had three bottles, I think you should be drunk. Ahem…” Xia Chuqing cleared her throat, “Let me ask you a few questions?”


Of course, Xiao Mo still said nothing, so Xia Chuqing deliberately said, “Do you think I’m pretty?”


Saying that, Xia Chuqing even nudged him with her hand.


Xiao Mo moved slightly, and from his throat came a faint drunken mumble: “Hmm…”


Xia Chuqing became happier, obviously, he was drunk.


Otherwise, why would he think she’s pretty?


“Xiao Mo, you’re already thirty-one and still not married, is that a problem?”


“…” Xiao Mo felt somewhat intolerant, didn’t she just check him a moment ago?!


Seeing Xiao Mo not reacting, Xia Chuqing started to mutter to herself, “Physical and psychological issues, you seem to have both. You like Yao Jia’s type? I think she’s just plain looking.”


That’s when Xia Chuqing mentioned Yao Jia’s name.


Just as she was about to continue, Xiao Mo turned over, his arm comfortably resting on Xia Chuqing’s shoulder, his whole body leaning toward her.


“I’m not a cushion, don’t lean on me.” Xia Chuqing quickly retreated to the side.


But, although Xiao Mo was drunk, he was rather strong, leaning on Xia Chuqing without moving.


Xia Chuqing was scared, pushed him with her hand, but he still didn’t move.


Someone’s hot breath lingered by her earlobe, Xia Chuqing’s whole face turned red, bright red.


No man had been this close to her, she could smell the alcohol and the faint scent of tobacco on him.


The warm breath he exhaled slowly swirled around her face, Xia Chuqing bit her lip, her heart tingling.


The feeling was strange, she suddenly didn’t know whether to push him away.


Once, he was the god in her heart, she had longed for him to hold her.


But then, she remembered the question she asked him back then: Xiao Mo, did you ever like me? Even for a moment?


He avoided her question, didn’t give her any answer.


She read somewhere that if a man likes you, he won’t let you wait.


Clearly, Xiao Mo wasn’t that kind of man.


Hence, he already gave her the answer, he didn’t like her.


She was a sensible person; once a question was asked, she wouldn’t pursue it further, and she certainly wasn’t the type to pester.


Two and a half years had passed, what was there left to dwell upon?


Seeing Xia Chuqing stop talking, Xiao Mo lowered his hand, wrapping it around her waist.


His grip tightened, Xia Chuqing shuddered.


In the darkness, she glanced at Xiao Mo awkwardly and said, “President Xiao, wake up, let go of me, I’m not a pillow…”


But, Xiao Mo remained unresponsive.


“Forget it, don’t argue with a drunk.” Xia Chuqing muttered, “Anyway, there won’t be a next time.”


Today’s dinner was purely to repay a favor, not to reminisce or rekindle old feelings.


But, being held like this for the first time, Xia Chuqing felt very strange.


Xiao Mo’s hold on her waist was neither too light nor too heavy, very natural, yet she couldn’t break free.


Being held by Xiao Mo, the driver finally drove the car to the villa area.


There was still some distance to Xiao Mo’s home, and seeing no one around, Xia Chuqing decided to support him as they walked toward his house.


“Driver, leave me your number. After I send him home, I’ll take your car back.” Xia Chuqing said to the driver.


The driver thought there weren’t any passengers nearby and left Xia Chuqing his phone number: “Be quick, I’ll wait fifteen minutes.”


“Okay, okay.” Xia Chuqing nodded repeatedly.


The night wasn’t too late, everywhere were beautiful lotus street lamps, lighting up the broad road.


The villa area was full of various trees, well-maintained greenery, and even in winter, the air carried the scent of wintersweet.


The moonlight was hazy, the cold wind brisk.


Supporting a man much taller than herself, Xia Chuqing didn’t feel cold at all, instead felt a burning heat all over her body.


“Xiao Mo, at least you have some decency and didn’t throw up on me.” This was the thing Xia Chuqing was most grateful for.


This man’s drinking habits weren’t bad…


There was still some distance to Xiao Mo’s home, so Xia Chuqing just helped him walk slowly.


“Cold…” Xiao Mo mumbled dimly.


“Hmm? Cold?” Xia Chuqing stopped, it was indeed quite cold outside, “Bear with it, we’re almost there.”


Little did she know, as she finished speaking, Xiao Mo stuffed one hand into her coat pocket.


“…” Xia Chuqing twitched her mouth, but let him be.


She didn’t have anything valuable in her pocket…


But after just a few steps, Xiao Mo mumbled “cold” again…


So Xia Chuqing had to comfort him like a child, “Almost there, just a few more steps, haven’t you already put your hand in my pocket? My pocket should be quite warm.”


Xia Chuqing wasn’t wearing gloves, supporting Xiao Mo, that was what real cold felt like!


As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Mo pulled the hand out of her pocket and slipped it under her coat.


“Oh, damn!” Xia Chuqing jumped in shock.


Although she was wearing a sweater underneath, no man had ever put his hand inside her clothes; isn’t this just indecent behavior?


“Xiao Mo, if you keep doing this, I’ll leave you by the roadside!” Xia Chuqing threatened, “Frozen to death, don’t blame me.”


Looking down at him, Xiao Mo blinked, seemingly understanding, yet not.


This man turned out to be just like a child when drunk…


“Take your hand out!” Xia Chuqing shouted at him.


But instead of taking it out, he held onto her sweater tightly.


“Forget it, don’t argue with a drunk.” Xia Chuqing had no choice but to tolerate it, after all, there were only a few steps left.


As they were nearing the entrance, Xia Chuqing muttered, “Men like you, once drunk, do all sorts of nonsense. Wonder how many girls you’ve groped, fronting seriousness, but really with a black heart…”


Xiao Mo frowned: “…”


“What’s this door, pull your hand out, let sister unlock it for you.” Xia Chuqing grabbed his right hand.


With fingerprint unlocking, she tried his thumb, and yep, good, it opened.


Little did she know, these rich people lack a sense of security; after opening one door, there were still several inside.


Xia Chuqing tried his fingerprint at each one, winding through the courtyard until she reached a door that required a key.


“Key, where did you put your key? Give it to sister.” Xia Chuqing’s mood inexplicably improved a lot, she boldly patted Xiao Mo’s face.


In the dark, Xiao Mo twitched the corner of his mouth: “…”


He’d have to remember this grudge.


“Why do you have so many doors for nothing, what’s in your house?” Xia Chuqing said with disdain.